Dazed and Confused

(Awesome movie by the way.)

I live to post again! Can you believe I am still not over my cold? This damn cough just won't go away. It makes my ever so favorable pastime of smoking weed quite a hassle, I tell you what.

So... Updates then?

Starting with the brief topics:

Tall hasn't been by. (Neither has Sassy for that matter, haven't heard a peep from her.) As I mentioned he has been playing the "stupid" campaign mode of Call of Duty 4, and has now beat it and moved on to playing on the hardest difficulty. He's also doubled his gamerscore. Yeah. He's barely talked to us in the meantime. (Only a short exchange with the hubby over texts about going to the driving range, the preppy bastard, ha.) Okiee dokiee then.

Moving on, it looks like Prissy is moving out. Where? I don't know but Hairy moved in a roommate to make up the rent difference. I have the feeling he will be much more fun, sorry Prissy. (Update since I started this post: Looks like she no longer wants to move out. Who, besides me, saw that coming?)

Li'l Mama tried to pick another fight, not very surprising. She sent a message on MySpace about us "complaining" about her making some pounding noise one night and how if we have a problem with her we need to tell her verses her finding out about it second hand. (We aren't supposed to have noise loud enough to hear outside the apartments after ten.) First off, thanks Hairy (our second hand apparently. I told you gossip runs rampant around this building, you have to be careful what you say and who you say it around.) Second, if we had wanted to complain we would have texted her, but in reality we had been discussing this pounding noise and by the time we figured out it was Li'l Mama it had stopped. Hardly worth complaining about. Turns out she was pounding chicken and given that her baby daddy doesn't get off work until after ten, she surely couldn't have done it earlier. I'm sorry, but when did she get rid of her refrigerator? Other then that I can see no reason why she couldn't have pounded her chicken earlier then ten at night. But whatever, besides venting over her little letter filled with false niceties and subtle insults we didn't even bother responding, figuring any response would just antagonize her and that's just not worth it.

On the home front, could be better, could be worse. The hubby and I fought again over the issue with Ketchup. On a healthy note, we both know that fighting about him is not a good thing and not something we intend to keep on doing. I expressed my desperation over the situation. Not one part is all that bad but when you put everything together, I really don't think I should have to feel this way. I told the hubby he couldn't wait for the most convenient time to bring something up because in some cases that is taking weeks. I am not just venting, I am asking for help. I did my best to make this clear. (Having that day watched the episode of Yes Dear where Kim gets mad at Greg for trying to fix the problem when she just wanted him to listen, saying if she thought the problem could be fixed she would have done it herself. I am not in this position, I am fucking screaming for the hubby to fix it.) It took two days for "opportunity to present itself" but the hubby did finally get some things out in the open, like Ketchup trying to compete with our schedule instead of trying to match up with it as well as being considerate enough to enlighten us to his coming and goings. We'll see how things go from here, I am still kind of waiting to see a difference but progress is progress right?

Summer is deciding to rear it's ugly head over the next few days. (Sorry to those of you that like summer. I think I need to find out if SAD- Seasonal Affective Disorder, works the other way around because I am definitely better perked on gray rainy days. HA! I took a minute to look it up and there is reverse SAD! Hell yeah baby!) Tomorrow is going to be in the high eighties and into the mid nineties the day after that, sucky suck suck. This apartment is horrible in the heat, especially thanks to the little fact that heat rises and we are on the equivalent of the third floor. The increased bug population does nothing for my mental state either. This is one of the few reasons I am truly glad that Ketchup is here during the days. My own personal bug killer, and I have let him know this fact repeatedly.

Since June is sneaking up rapidly I put a counter on my desktop to count down the days until we leave for California. Can you believe it's only thirty three days? I feel like there is so much to do and not nearly enough money to do it with. Spending money will be very tight, I am really hoping (or depending) on my family to be generous for my birthday (which is only twenty one days away) and like the last time they funded our trip down there. Last time we came home with more money then we left with plus souvenirs. Yeah, I know I am selfish, but I am also very (if not too) aware of my family's income compared to ours. They can afford to be generous. (Except for maybe the uncle with a gambling problem, but that's probably a story for another day.)

I looked up the dates we are going to be at Disneyland and can you believe "It's a Small World" is going to be closed due to refurbishment? The hubby's second trip there and it's closed again. Damn it all. I know it's not the best of rides but it is certainly a must do at least once, right? Tradition and all that crap. As far as we can tell Space Mountain will be open, awesome! It hasn't been open like the last five times I have been to the happiest place on earth, oh so sad. On the hubby's first trip (and only) trip to Disneyland, not only was It's a Small World and Space Mountain closed, but the Haunted Mansion and Thunder Mountain were closed as well. Come on Disney, get on the ball! One of the days we are going is a Friday and they are open until midnight, I can't wait to go on Thunder Mountain (and a few others) in the dark.

I have been looking up the little town I used to grow up in. A Californian I am not (rain is in my blood and how I do like actually seeing the seasons) but I do miss that little stretch of beach I called home. There's quite a bit online about my old little town, everything from a celebrity (my grandma lives four blocks from a fairly famous couple) or two that live there to the Mother's Day Art Festival or even the Halloween dog costume contest. I always look forward to seeing it again, the home that isn't home any more but it's still kind of home in a way and that way is mainly grandma.

I miss my grandma. I am kind of afraid to see her again, she's added a cane to her attire and for a woman who besides shrinking an inch or two hasn't changed in my whole life, it seems a little daunting for me. The hubby would call my grandma stubborn. I wish there was a nicer way to say it but really I have to agree. She's the type of woman who doesn't want to learn something new because she doesn't have to (for example, her television remote control, don't get me started. This woman will never e-mail.)

I'll be spending some quality time with my uncles as well. One who is still a big kid and the other who teaches kids (teenagers) but I think forgot how to be one. It should all be fun regardless. The big kid is taking us to an Angels game, yay! I may live in the pacific northwest but the Angels will always be my home team. It's been a VERY long time, probably nearing a decade... maybe I should look at who is actually on the team now... hmm. Is Mo Vaughn still around? (Did I just date myself?)

It's taken me forever to write this dang post. I'm distracted by vodka, weed and video games. A lethal combination if you ask me. I think I am gonna try to wrap this thing up because it's nearly one in the morning and I still haven't had dinner. How... typical, actually. Anyway, I love you all and I am sorry I haven't been around more. Sickness and distractions, it sucks, I know. I will try to be more avid (once again) because god knows I need it.

Night all! (Or morning... or whatever!)