"Mom, when I'm 37, how old will you be?"
I should start a thread for all of these but I probably won't.
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"Mom, when I'm 37, how old will you be?"
I should start a thread for all of these but I probably won't.
That is amazingly awesome news, my friend. Having a fatter pipe of money coming in buys you breathing room and freedom. And it sounds like you are mature enough to avoid the trap of allowing your budget to swell right alongside your bigger paycheck. (This trap ensnares lots of people who are several times your age.)
And FWIW, my parents got married when they were 19. This is the marriage that produced me. Scary, but other than that, things turned out great! :chuckle:
Complain: My head's been busy chugging away on stuff for work, and my awareness practice has sucked today. I mean, bad. I don't think that I even noticed much less questioned my reality until some time after lunch. :roll:
Oh, and I once again gave myself galantamine insomnia after my WBTB. :) Oddly, I feel reasonably sharp in spite of this.
I've learnt a new thing today! I've checked my flicker rate, there's only one choice for me and it's 60 but I don't think that the screen is flickering much for me, maybe I just can't take the glare from the screen and it's already matte!
Thanks for the advice. I've never been in a relationship before so I'm totally clueless about marriage.
I've been questioning reality day in, day out. And it isn't on purpose or practicing it for ADA. I just feel that reality might be a dream and my brain is lying to me. :|
I hate feeling guilty for no reason/small things. It's like I can just feel it all day long,physically (and psychologically of course). Ugh, also I sort of invited my friend over tomorrow, didn't want her to stay over, but I gues she got that impression and I'm not in the mood for that grrr
I wish that this thread wasn't so amazingly active. It would mean we all have better lives.
Heh heh heh... Well, Art's husband just got a kickass new job, so we all have that to cling to. :D
I never, ever thought I'd like this thread, but it's quite awesome. It's this crazy mix of real suffering, tongue-in-cheek grousing, interesting conversation, awesome life happenings, sheer candidness, and brain-bending neurochemistry treatises.
Carrot, yeah, the flicker rate isn't supposed to be an issue with some newer monitors. I only learned about it because of my hubby, eons ago, when I first had the problem with an old model monitor. Is your room as bright as your monitor? Maybe the contrast could mess with your eyes if the monitor is brighter. (I'm just guessing lol)
NewArtemis, yeah, my little dog definitely does not like the snow or the cold lol. There's a box of old dirty clothes in the room. If the ground is cold, she used to go outside and do her thing, then run back in and jump into that box. But now, t's like she doesn't care. She doesn't want to be bothered. The house is set up: Master bedroom, kitchen, former living room (yeah right lol), laundry room. My hubby put the modular in "backward" to take advantage of the view. We use the laundry room (we call it the "shoe room") as our main entrance. Cocoa gets to the kitchen and then pees. :bang:
Maybe she's just too much like me and doesn't like leaving the warmth of my room PERIOD :roll:
My rant is that I died, and my hubby didn't even send me an email. I fell asleep at 1:30. I set my Gmail status to "SleepingOK2Call". But he never did. If he doesn't call because he doesn't want to wake me, even though I say it's okay, he at least emails me. So I didn't communicate with him at all today :( I also missed talking to my girls. Again. Ugh...
I wonder if there's something weird going on with my nose. I've now had several dreams of pulling a giant worm like thing out of my nose. In today's dream, I put it in a box and wanted to take care of it lol. It started out as a centipede looking thing which weaved in and out a nostril and a wound. It was very creepy. But also cool :lol: When I boxed it up, it looked like a colorful lizard that was green and yellow. I worried about what to feed it seeing how he had been feeding on me. I wasn't sure if bugs would work.
Then I dreamed of being at the Kingdom Hall. I raised my hand to answer a question, then whispered to one of the Elders "Am I even allowed to comment, sorry" But he said I was and then I couldn't find my answer in a notebook. My notebook was awesome. It was full of articles, scripture, and clippings, but there was so much, I couldn't find what I wanted. I was so flustered that the dream just skipped over that part. Then I was talking to someone about all the strange stuff that was happening. I quoted something to a woman about "signs and false signs" and said I worried most about those false signs. I said something to the effect that Satan will use the governments and their false signs will mislead so many people. And then God will step in as he did in Egypt and put all the false signs in their place. I was very sad about the whole thing.
A strange combination of dreams lol BUT, it's a major anti-rant because it's the best recall I've had in a VERY long time.
Rant: My son is whining me into going to the store tonight. Ugh. I really don't want to venture outside. But, to turn it into an anti-rant, I would be able to get a fountain coke and a couple hotdogs or something.
But (rant), if hubby forgot to turn his monitor off, the perimeter alarms will wake him up when I leave :bang: If they decide to work that is. They've been behaving crappy lately. The cold drains their batteries much too quickly.
And if he wakes up, he'll call me when I get back and the only time I will have spoken to him will be to get lectured about leaving so late at night and waking him up :roll:
So I can listen to my son whine or my hubby whine. Either way, I wont be a very happy camper lol
**EDIT**
Ugh... I just woke up again. I couldn't stay awake, despite having slept almost 10 hours, so at 4AM I crashed again. I dreamed of those stupid worm-things again. But this time, it's because I was thinking about it as I fell asleep. In the dream, I had seen my p-doc and I was upset I hadn't mentioned them to him. I was trying to figure out what they meant lol (Because I was wondering what the dream meant lol)
It was strange to fall asleep analyzing the symbolism of a dream and then dream about analyzing the events as they happen in the dream.
That's probably coming out wrong :chuckle: I also woke up with a very bad headache :bang:
Anyhow... I went to the store and to Sheetz last night. Hubby must've remembered to turn off the alarm because he was still "asleep" when I got back.
Oh yeah, the significance of the dream... it's probably the result of my nasal congestion. The yellow and green lizard COULD signify an infection BUT I've been googling mucus (regarding my throat) and I kept reading about watching out for those colors... which probably just transferred over to the dream :content:
Rave: Dream Journal comments have finally been fixed!! :muffin: Gotta be honest -- after 6 weeks, I wasn't sure these things were ever going to get fixed!
It appears that the new admin swakefield came to kick ass and chew bubble gum. And the man is clearly all out of gum.
Rant: Now that this DJ stuff is fixed, I've got nothing! We had a smooth night putting the kids to bed, and a relaxing evening ahead of us. I can't even phone in a complaint. Hope everyone has a great weekend!
Jobs jobs jobs jobs jobs jobs.... jobs.
I hate it. I occasionally feel happy, like just a few seconds ago, but then I almost instantly remember how shit my situation is and that if I keep being happy I will be content and won't improve my situation, so I instantly feel shit again.
Oh also, I just watched Seven Psychopaths, and one of the characters used a retort that I thought up years ago and have used a few times. This sucks because now if I say it, and someone has seen that movie, they'll think I'm just copying it from that. The thing is when someone says "And eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind" and I say "No, there will be one guy with one eye left".
I'm super happy that the DJ comments are fixed! You, Mr. Bug Smasher, are kickass.
My dad gave me his old copy of XP because I wanted to create a virtual machine. Happily I did so, and I was very pleased to see the simplicity of the design. I mean, seriously, how did they go from that to the crap they have now? But I digress. Anyways, I was super excited to be able to play some of my old games (MYST series, I'm looking at you), so I ran into the closet, grabbed my old Lego Mindstorms RIS 2.0, and proceeded to install the program. Well, the program installed fine, but I can't get the freaking IR tower to work. I tried some patches, reinstalling it, all that crap, and it still isn't working. I'll have to look at it more later but right now I'm sorely disappointed. I had so many great hours building and programming that thing.
Then I decided to install Age of Mythology. I got to 66% and inexplicably the disc drive shot out with the noise of a buzz saw. I'm at 44% now, so I hope it doesn't do that again.
I just hope I can get some of this stuff to work again. My nostalgia is overwhelming. And my disappointment is crushing.
Oh, and I'm 95% done cleaning out the guest room. Then the whole apartment will be officially unpacked and clean! And I'm able to sleep on the guest bed! (For those of you who heard of the floor thing, my husband did feel terrible, lol.)
Edit:
Grah. I finally installed AoM and found that the stupid thing won't run because a debugger has been detected. So I went around for a no-cd patch and got one, now I need tons of .dll files....
PitA. Not nearly as fun and easy as I expected.
:hug: Tommo. Doesn't it just suck when that happens lol? (the quote, that is)
:banana: Canis Glad you had a great day :)
My rant is that I CAN be mucus free.... but in doing so, I sleep for 16 hours. I take a generic decongestant with Dextromethorphan HBr 30mg and Chlorpheniramine maleate 4mg and it knocks me on my butt better and faster than Valium :roll: Anti-rant is that I think it's also contributing to my vivid dreams and perhaps my recall. I crashed at 8:30 and woke at 2AM. I had a great mixture of common-theme dreams: The Kingdom Hall; escaping from killers; trying to save dying people (a kid in particular); being lost in a large building while escaping something lol.
I may also be getting sick, unless those meds also serve as an appetite suppressant. I've eaten nothing but some chips and Baklava in the past 24 hours. I'm not hungry, I just had to take some meds and I knew I'd never finish a bowl of soup.
Funny thing about Baklava. My son has an iron stomach. He eats anything and everything- even questionable food past its expiration. It rarely ever makes him sick. But Baklava gives him severe cramps and has him on the toilet forever. Me, on the other hand... I can eat hardly anything without it bothering my stomach. Baklava doesn't bother me in the least :chuckle: Which is great for me because now I don't have to share :D
ANother anti-rant is that I watched Les Miserables (sp) earlier and it was awesome. I didn't care for Marius' voice (a bit too nasally for me) but they all did an outstanding job. There were even a few new songs :)
Rant: my bird is carrying on and my dog's been begging me. They feel ignored lol because of all the sleeping I've been doing.
I've also been sweating tremendously in my sleep, so I have to go hop in the shower. I'd rather not though. I'm about ready to crawl back into bed...
I am sick. I wonder if the decongestant is to blame for anything at all lol
I went back to sleep, woke up, slept, woke up and then it hit me. I feel like vomiting.
I'd still be sleeping if my bird hadn't carried on so.
I froze, I sweat, I tossed and turned to an extreme. But i'm not running a fever. It's a good thing my stomach is so empty. I have been drinking a lot though. I finish a can of Sprite every time I wake. Which is unlike me. I usually only go through half a can before I dump it because it's gotten warm and flat. (Yeah, I waste more soda than I drink lol :bang:)
I'm going to get an advance from hubby and go to the store while I can. I hope this thing is short lived. To make matters worse, I should be starting my period by Monday :roll:
I had disturbing dreams. In one of them, I slit a bad guys throat and pushed him over a railing (we were high up, inside some building). I stabbed another man and we called a truce lol. I told him to get to a hospital. He said he couldn't because of his injury. I told him to go home, and set up an accident scene- to say he was gardening and fell on a knife :roll: I was with my mom and terrified of getting caught and of having other murders (in previous dreams) discovered.
In another dream, people wanted to stick some tool up a baby's butt because his bowels were impacted. I got some peroleum jelly and used my finger, scolding them for their idiocy. Then I got into a fight with some kid who said it wasn't hurting the baby at all. I told her to stick her finger up her butt and then tell me that. The baby ended up projectile pooping all over me.
But the dream to top them all was of being sleeping in my dream and falling to sleep in a shallow pool of water lol. I was annoyed because people kept waking me up, thinking I was going drown.
Ugh.. time to go back to bed.
I slept on my stomach, which made my neck go in a position not healthy for sleep, so now I have a headache.
Also, my brother might have the mutated strain of flu that's going around.
Rant:
My Health and Fitness Activity Course is a freaking running course.
The syllabus says that to get a 100% (which is 15 points), you'll have to run a mile in 5:30 or less
6:30 or longer is 9 points.
I don't think I can do a drop and add for a better class, might have to talk to my counselor, but I don't want to change anything though.
So I guess I have to become an all-star runner within a week, or else I'm off to a bad start. The class is only 1 credit hour and I can just aim for a C, but ugh. I just hope I do well and don't become that guy that comes last.....*sigh*
*cries*
I'll just e-mail my counselor to see if I can do a grade type change so it's just based on satisfactory/unsatisfactory standards.....but then again, I have a chance to get at least 3 extra points since it's a 1 credit hour class.....hopefully I can do it, which means I just have to work harder for the other classes, but anything to prevent me from dying from running lol.
Then again, the time requirement is actually longer as we do more miles, so maybe I'll get adjusted to it and do well..
I tried ordering textbooks on Amazon, and they were cheap, however, the waiting time is TOO long before I can get them. I absolutely loathe the correlation of the convenience of college bookstores being at a short distance, but higher textbook prices.....
About $500 bucks for textbooks....474 freaking bucks man!!! Ya killing me here A&M, ya killing me!
Rave:
I'm kind of excited making an appointment with an Academic Coach so I can get use to getting into an Army type of schedule (living and dying by it, but not actually in the Army lol). I'm going to have to give it my all, and I hope I get can better at managing time with all this stuff....if I can just manage this stuff in chunks, I'll do more than fine.
*jumps on bandwagon* Yay, DJ comments are fixed!!!
:hug: Mike and Link.
What a nightmare, Link!
I have a major anti-rant. I got an advance from hubby, went to the store, got some soup and some stuff for him. As I carried in the last of his stuff, I asked him if he wanted to see something sexy. Then I lifted my skirt a little and showed off my super hairy legs. He mock-gag and laughed.
Then I asked him: "You're a guy. Do you grow long hair above your knees?" He shrugged then dropped his pants and looked :cackle:
When I was leaving, I told him I was going to kiss his cheek (because I'm sick) and I did. But then he turned around and offered his butt. I told him "Wrong cheek, Chief."
We don't have many light-hearted moments. It brightened my entire day :smitten:
I made myself eat and I'm actually feeling a little bit better. Except everything reeks of dog piss and I'm not feeling top-notch enough to mop 3 rooms :bang: Cocoa needs to fix her bladder problems before she ends up an outside only dog!
Firstly: I'm very sorry to hear that Abra. I hope you're doing OK.
Secondly: I'm very happy I can still follow everything Aly's writing. It's making me feel all smart. Hope you're doing all right with the moving, though. Moving can be tough.
Man, I have not been able to keep up with this through through Christmas. Don't know why, it's not like I had much to do over the holidays, but... Yeah.
Rant: Academy and Walmart are sold out of every single rifle and most common ammo. Seriously. There was NOTHING. Kind of annoying.
Anti-Rant: I got the IR tower working and all the parts are good to go! I had to go through all of my old Legos to find the pieces that went with the Mindstorms set. It took hours, but I found almost every piece. I'm only missing four and some rubber bands, which is really not bad considering that I've had that set for about 13 years, I've moved three times, and during the second move somebody dropped the box near the storm drain and pieces went all over the street. So not bad at all (except one of the pieces I need to use the tank tread, so I might need to buy a replacement)
I messed up 2 deilds/wilds idk. I woke up and I was so dreamy, like i was half asleep and half awake. I was recalling this amazing dream. And if i just waited for 20 more seconds, I would've felt vibrations, high pitched sounds and all the things you experience during wild. But I moved cause I wanted to write down this amazing dream in my DJ. That was the perfect opportunity to have a lucid dream. I feel so stupid omg. Anyways I tried to wild again and I could feel like someone's pulling a heavy blanket over me. It started at my feet going up my leggs. And suddenly my breathing pattern changed, I was breathing more heavily (which always happens when I try to wild). So it stopped, I performed a reality check and I wasn't lucid. I suck at lucid dreaming :D
Karl Pilkington's opinion about me missing the perfect chance to wild;
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OK MY DAY HAS BEEN MADE
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^He's the ex drummer from Abandon All Ships (One of my fav bands) and he's following me. I love it when celebrities follow me woooooooooo :) :D
It astonishes me how many Texans there are on DV! Link, textbook prices are insane. My fiancée had to get most of hers from the college bookstore, but I think she was able to get a nearly $200 book on Half.com for less than $100, and it got here in four days.
Rant: Our dog, a one-year-old German Shepherd/Rhodesian Ridgeback mix, is much higher-energy than we thought she would be. She is constantly and persistently pestering the cats, and they want nothing to do with her. Our Egyptian Mao lets her know this quite vehemently, by swatting her and occasionally stalking her around the room to pounce on her face, which really doesn't help, because she thinks he's trying to play . . . it's really beginning to get on our nerves. Plus she sheds EVERYWHERE. There are white hairs covering the carpet, floating on the tile, on the stove, in the bathroom, all over our clothes, and it just doesn't stop!
Rave: She's a total sweetheart, though. Quite possibly the best dog I've ever had, and definitely one of the smartest. She's generally very laid-back and well-behaved, and she's got this blanket that she drags with her from one room to the next that she lays on. I can tell her to bring her blanket, and she'll grab it and pull it into the bedroom with her when it's bedtime. She also walks on a leash most perfectly, has all of her basic obedience training down pat, and will go find treats on command if I hide them around the room. Plus she's just a gorgeous dog. She looks like a cream-colored German Shepherd with a faux-hawk down her back. She's in the kitchen eating her breakfast right now, because we slept in, and we always eat before her.
Also, I had to move to a new cube/space at work yet again. Third time in a year, they like to juggle around the contractor. At least they didn't put me back in the tiny half-cubicle in the corner this time. I'm sharing an actual office with two coworkers who I work pretty closely with, and they're cool as hell, so it's all good. And I got more good news this week -- they've renewed my contract through July this time around, instead of the usual 500 hours (which usually works out to about 3 months), so I don't have to worry about possibly being out of work in three months.
Basically, life is pretty great for me right now. ^__^
NewArtemis, sounds like a lot of fun!
As for guns and ammo... I know. It's a royal pain. No one around here has any of the ammo hubby's wanting to buy.
She sounds adorable, Man of Steel :smitten: Too bad nothing can be done about the shedding.
I've slept all day again. I missed talking to my daughters again (though I did get to "talk" to my oldest daughter on FB for a while earlier).
My internet crashed for a while (with 20 minutes left for Saw 4 lol :bang:)
Other than that, all is well.
This weather is insane though. I just got back from the store and on my way out, I saw a weaving silver "stream" that I thought was male dog urine at first. It was actually a slime trail from a slug. A slug! In the middle of winter.
I picked him up and tossed him in the yard.
If our weather doesn't stay cold for the next couple of months, the insects are going to be insufferable this year.
Fucking depressed guys. Just realizing that many people who used to like me don't want anything to do with me anymore. I realize that having kids changed me, but damn... I like to think I've become a better person because of them, yet everyone makes me feel as though I made the biggest mistake of my life. Sometimes I feel like everyone I used to know sees me as some drug addict that is spiraling down the dark abyss, and I can feel the pity when they look at me--even for a moment. I feel like an altogether ugly person, inside and out now. I really am starting to feel dead inside, and what's scary is that I am beginning to accept it and give up hope.
Just a stupid rant. I don't know what I'll be doing in five years, besides doing what I can for my kids. I wish there was more. Why does everyone believe life ends when you have children? It doesn't have to be that way... but it's perpetuated and you end up being forced into that reality, because when you're young and have kids, nobody sees anything in you anymore I guess. They don't want to be around you, you kill their buzz...
Well fuck them... I love my kids...