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Feb. 25th, 2011 04:10 pmYou want to see some scary shit? Check out these photos:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/41787410/ns/health-addictions/
Apparently doing drugs ages you twenty years in two, and also gives you horrible acne, wrinkles, and facial disfigurations! I wonder if the rest of their bodies look just as terrible?
Just say no, kids.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/41787410/ns/health-addictions/
Apparently doing drugs ages you twenty years in two, and also gives you horrible acne, wrinkles, and facial disfigurations! I wonder if the rest of their bodies look just as terrible?
Just say no, kids.
Fucking humans
Nov. 7th, 2010 07:32 pmThe show Fatal Attractions on Animal Planet pisses me off. It's about people who keep wild and/or exotic animals as pets, think they have "special bonds" with them and subsequently take stupid risks with them, then OMG everyone is so shocked when they get hurt or killed! And then of course the animals pay the ultimate price for behaving like animals. Fuck I hate people.
Listen, if I get hurt or killed by an animal, I guarantee you IT IS MY FAULT! I don't care what the fuck the animal did, I'm the one who took a chance or didn't understand what the animal was trying to communicate to me or what the fuck ever, but it is NEVER the animal's fault. And the last thing in the world I would want is for me to get hurt or die from some interaction I had with an animal, and then have my upset family and friends punish my beloved animal for behaving exactly the way it was supposed to! I fucking hate how these people's precious pets have to die because the owner's circle of people are too fucking stupid to understand you can't take revenge on an animal.
Anyway, my point is to make this perfectly clear to anyone who knows me: Should I ever be hurt or killed by an animal, wild or domesticated, that animal is not to be harmed, ever!!! Nothing would make my ghost angrier than to know my own stupidity or carelessness or ignorance caused an animal to suffer unnecessarily, and I swear I will haunt the fuck out of anyone who tries to take vengeance on an animal for me. THE END.
Listen, if I get hurt or killed by an animal, I guarantee you IT IS MY FAULT! I don't care what the fuck the animal did, I'm the one who took a chance or didn't understand what the animal was trying to communicate to me or what the fuck ever, but it is NEVER the animal's fault. And the last thing in the world I would want is for me to get hurt or die from some interaction I had with an animal, and then have my upset family and friends punish my beloved animal for behaving exactly the way it was supposed to! I fucking hate how these people's precious pets have to die because the owner's circle of people are too fucking stupid to understand you can't take revenge on an animal.
Anyway, my point is to make this perfectly clear to anyone who knows me: Should I ever be hurt or killed by an animal, wild or domesticated, that animal is not to be harmed, ever!!! Nothing would make my ghost angrier than to know my own stupidity or carelessness or ignorance caused an animal to suffer unnecessarily, and I swear I will haunt the fuck out of anyone who tries to take vengeance on an animal for me. THE END.
Fucking humans
Nov. 7th, 2010 07:32 pmThe show Fatal Attractions on Animal Planet pisses me off. It's about people who keep wild and/or exotic animals as pets, think they have "special bonds" with them and subsequently take stupid risks with them, then OMG everyone is so shocked when they get hurt or killed! And then of course the animals pay the ultimate price for behaving like animals. Fuck I hate people.
Listen, if I get hurt or killed by an animal, I guarantee you IT IS MY FAULT! I don't care what the fuck the animal did, I'm the one who took a chance or didn't understand what the animal was trying to communicate to me or what the fuck ever, but it is NEVER the animal's fault. And the last thing in the world I would want is for me to get hurt or die from some interaction I had with an animal, and then have my upset family and friends punish my beloved animal for behaving exactly the way it was supposed to! I fucking hate how these people's precious pets have to die because the owner's circle of people are too fucking stupid to understand you can't take revenge on an animal.
Anyway, my point is to make this perfectly clear to anyone who knows me: Should I ever be hurt or killed by an animal, wild or domesticated, that animal is not to be harmed, ever!!! Nothing would make my ghost angrier than to know my own stupidity or carelessness or ignorance caused an animal to suffer unnecessarily, and I swear I will haunt the fuck out of anyone who tries to take vengeance on an animal for me. THE END.
Listen, if I get hurt or killed by an animal, I guarantee you IT IS MY FAULT! I don't care what the fuck the animal did, I'm the one who took a chance or didn't understand what the animal was trying to communicate to me or what the fuck ever, but it is NEVER the animal's fault. And the last thing in the world I would want is for me to get hurt or die from some interaction I had with an animal, and then have my upset family and friends punish my beloved animal for behaving exactly the way it was supposed to! I fucking hate how these people's precious pets have to die because the owner's circle of people are too fucking stupid to understand you can't take revenge on an animal.
Anyway, my point is to make this perfectly clear to anyone who knows me: Should I ever be hurt or killed by an animal, wild or domesticated, that animal is not to be harmed, ever!!! Nothing would make my ghost angrier than to know my own stupidity or carelessness or ignorance caused an animal to suffer unnecessarily, and I swear I will haunt the fuck out of anyone who tries to take vengeance on an animal for me. THE END.
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Oct. 19th, 2010 09:53 amDid anyone catch the episode of Hoarders with that nutjob "Sir Patrick"? I couldn't help but think this makes so much sense:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/documents/celebrity/hoarders-star-convicted-sex-offender
The way he talked about the dolls and that one that reminded him of a little girl who was "special" to him or whatever was just freaking creepy...
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/documents/celebrity/hoarders-star-convicted-sex-offender
The way he talked about the dolls and that one that reminded him of a little girl who was "special" to him or whatever was just freaking creepy...
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Oct. 19th, 2010 09:53 amDid anyone catch the episode of Hoarders with that nutjob "Sir Patrick"? I couldn't help but think this makes so much sense:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/documents/celebrity/hoarders-star-convicted-sex-offender
The way he talked about the dolls and that one that reminded him of a little girl who was "special" to him or whatever was just freaking creepy...
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/documents/celebrity/hoarders-star-convicted-sex-offender
The way he talked about the dolls and that one that reminded him of a little girl who was "special" to him or whatever was just freaking creepy...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38533071/ns/us_news-life/
While this is very sad, I am utterly baffled by the sheer STUPIDITY of it all.
A large group of people is gathered for a family barbecue or something along the bank of a river. A bunch of the kids go wading into said river...and NONE of them know how to swim. The kids are walking along and suddenly fall into a deep unseen sinkhole, where six of them then drown, because NO ONE else at the gathering, including all of the adults, knew how to swim!
I find this mind-boggling. From the time I was little, I was taught to be incredibly careful and respectful of any body of water, especially one with a current. Whenever we went out on our boat, we were in life vests if we didn't know how to swim, and often even if we did, just because we were little and probably couldn't keep up treading water for very long. If we went swimming or playing at a pool or beach, we could swim and/or were under the strict supervision of an adult who could. Otherwise, we weren't allowed in or near the water, simple as that. This, to me, is just common sense.
So how in the world does something like this happen, where an entire family of non-swimmers not only chooses a RIVER for their family get-together, but then allows the kids, even if they're teenagers, to play in the water with no means of helping them should an emergency arise? Those poor parents had to just stand their and watch their children drown because they had no way to rescue them! So many of them drowned because they were each trying to save the other, which of course didn't work since none of them could swim. So...why were they allowed in the water in the first place?? I JUST DON'T GET IT.
Just because you're walking along the shore doesn't mean something bad can't happen, like, I don't know, you get hit in the head by a baseball and are knocked out into the water and swept away. Or in this case, you step off a ledge you couldn't see through the murky water and fall into a deep pit. ALWAYS respect water, people! If you're going to be around water, no matter how shallow or safe you think it is, for the love of cheese and crackers, at least learn how to tread water, float, and dog paddle first! Then at least you'll probably be able to stay above water long enough for someone to rescue you.
ETA: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38559284/ns/us_news-life/
While this is very sad, I am utterly baffled by the sheer STUPIDITY of it all.
A large group of people is gathered for a family barbecue or something along the bank of a river. A bunch of the kids go wading into said river...and NONE of them know how to swim. The kids are walking along and suddenly fall into a deep unseen sinkhole, where six of them then drown, because NO ONE else at the gathering, including all of the adults, knew how to swim!
I find this mind-boggling. From the time I was little, I was taught to be incredibly careful and respectful of any body of water, especially one with a current. Whenever we went out on our boat, we were in life vests if we didn't know how to swim, and often even if we did, just because we were little and probably couldn't keep up treading water for very long. If we went swimming or playing at a pool or beach, we could swim and/or were under the strict supervision of an adult who could. Otherwise, we weren't allowed in or near the water, simple as that. This, to me, is just common sense.
So how in the world does something like this happen, where an entire family of non-swimmers not only chooses a RIVER for their family get-together, but then allows the kids, even if they're teenagers, to play in the water with no means of helping them should an emergency arise? Those poor parents had to just stand their and watch their children drown because they had no way to rescue them! So many of them drowned because they were each trying to save the other, which of course didn't work since none of them could swim. So...why were they allowed in the water in the first place?? I JUST DON'T GET IT.
Just because you're walking along the shore doesn't mean something bad can't happen, like, I don't know, you get hit in the head by a baseball and are knocked out into the water and swept away. Or in this case, you step off a ledge you couldn't see through the murky water and fall into a deep pit. ALWAYS respect water, people! If you're going to be around water, no matter how shallow or safe you think it is, for the love of cheese and crackers, at least learn how to tread water, float, and dog paddle first! Then at least you'll probably be able to stay above water long enough for someone to rescue you.
ETA: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38559284/ns/us_news-life/
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38533071/ns/us_news-life/
While this is very sad, I am utterly baffled by the sheer STUPIDITY of it all.
A large group of people is gathered for a family barbecue or something along the bank of a river. A bunch of the kids go wading into said river...and NONE of them know how to swim. The kids are walking along and suddenly fall into a deep unseen sinkhole, where six of them then drown, because NO ONE else at the gathering, including all of the adults, knew how to swim!
I find this mind-boggling. From the time I was little, I was taught to be incredibly careful and respectful of any body of water, especially one with a current. Whenever we went out on our boat, we were in life vests if we didn't know how to swim, and often even if we did, just because we were little and probably couldn't keep up treading water for very long. If we went swimming or playing at a pool or beach, we could swim and/or were under the strict supervision of an adult who could. Otherwise, we weren't allowed in or near the water, simple as that. This, to me, is just common sense.
So how in the world does something like this happen, where an entire family of non-swimmers not only chooses a RIVER for their family get-together, but then allows the kids, even if they're teenagers, to play in the water with no means of helping them should an emergency arise? Those poor parents had to just stand their and watch their children drown because they had no way to rescue them! So many of them drowned because they were each trying to save the other, which of course didn't work since none of them could swim. So...why were they allowed in the water in the first place?? I JUST DON'T GET IT.
Just because you're walking along the shore doesn't mean something bad can't happen, like, I don't know, you get hit in the head by a baseball and are knocked out into the water and swept away. Or in this case, you step off a ledge you couldn't see through the murky water and fall into a deep pit. ALWAYS respect water, people! If you're going to be around water, no matter how shallow or safe you think it is, for the love of cheese and crackers, at least learn how to tread water, float, and dog paddle first! Then at least you'll probably be able to stay above water long enough for someone to rescue you.
ETA: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38559284/ns/us_news-life/
While this is very sad, I am utterly baffled by the sheer STUPIDITY of it all.
A large group of people is gathered for a family barbecue or something along the bank of a river. A bunch of the kids go wading into said river...and NONE of them know how to swim. The kids are walking along and suddenly fall into a deep unseen sinkhole, where six of them then drown, because NO ONE else at the gathering, including all of the adults, knew how to swim!
I find this mind-boggling. From the time I was little, I was taught to be incredibly careful and respectful of any body of water, especially one with a current. Whenever we went out on our boat, we were in life vests if we didn't know how to swim, and often even if we did, just because we were little and probably couldn't keep up treading water for very long. If we went swimming or playing at a pool or beach, we could swim and/or were under the strict supervision of an adult who could. Otherwise, we weren't allowed in or near the water, simple as that. This, to me, is just common sense.
So how in the world does something like this happen, where an entire family of non-swimmers not only chooses a RIVER for their family get-together, but then allows the kids, even if they're teenagers, to play in the water with no means of helping them should an emergency arise? Those poor parents had to just stand their and watch their children drown because they had no way to rescue them! So many of them drowned because they were each trying to save the other, which of course didn't work since none of them could swim. So...why were they allowed in the water in the first place?? I JUST DON'T GET IT.
Just because you're walking along the shore doesn't mean something bad can't happen, like, I don't know, you get hit in the head by a baseball and are knocked out into the water and swept away. Or in this case, you step off a ledge you couldn't see through the murky water and fall into a deep pit. ALWAYS respect water, people! If you're going to be around water, no matter how shallow or safe you think it is, for the love of cheese and crackers, at least learn how to tread water, float, and dog paddle first! Then at least you'll probably be able to stay above water long enough for someone to rescue you.
ETA: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38559284/ns/us_news-life/
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Jul. 8th, 2010 10:46 amQuick note to say sorry if I end up commenting on your posts like a week late, I'm slowly working my way through my FL from the day I left for LA.
Also, to the rats and mice in my tack box: IT'S ON. I had no problem with you sharing my space and coming and going as long as you weren't being destructive, but after chewing holes in my giant FULL jug of corn oil and flooding the floor of my tack box with oil while I was away, you have got to go! You also chewed through the (mostly empty) jar of MSM supplement and spilled that everywhere, WTF...
Also, to the rats and mice in my tack box: IT'S ON. I had no problem with you sharing my space and coming and going as long as you weren't being destructive, but after chewing holes in my giant FULL jug of corn oil and flooding the floor of my tack box with oil while I was away, you have got to go! You also chewed through the (mostly empty) jar of MSM supplement and spilled that everywhere, WTF...
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Jun. 9th, 2010 09:03 pmSo, Rob Thomas' new song is called MOCKINGBIRD, correct?
I ask because every fricking time I've heard a DJ introduce it recently, many different DJs on different stations, I heard all of them say MONKEY BIRD. I kept thinking, WTF kind of a name for a song is that?? and prompty changed the station.
Today, however, was the first time I actually *listened* to the song itself, and since there's a line about how "the mockingbird won't sing" in the chorus, it finally clicked for me that the DJs must have really been saying mockingbird all along.
Either they talk too fast or can't enunciate properly, or I'm losing my hearing!
I ask because every fricking time I've heard a DJ introduce it recently, many different DJs on different stations, I heard all of them say MONKEY BIRD. I kept thinking, WTF kind of a name for a song is that?? and prompty changed the station.
Today, however, was the first time I actually *listened* to the song itself, and since there's a line about how "the mockingbird won't sing" in the chorus, it finally clicked for me that the DJs must have really been saying mockingbird all along.
Either they talk too fast or can't enunciate properly, or I'm losing my hearing!
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Jun. 9th, 2010 09:03 pmSo, Rob Thomas' new song is called MOCKINGBIRD, correct?
I ask because every fricking time I've heard a DJ introduce it recently, many different DJs on different stations, I heard all of them say MONKEY BIRD. I kept thinking, WTF kind of a name for a song is that?? and prompty changed the station.
Today, however, was the first time I actually *listened* to the song itself, and since there's a line about how "the mockingbird won't sing" in the chorus, it finally clicked for me that the DJs must have really been saying mockingbird all along.
Either they talk too fast or can't enunciate properly, or I'm losing my hearing!
I ask because every fricking time I've heard a DJ introduce it recently, many different DJs on different stations, I heard all of them say MONKEY BIRD. I kept thinking, WTF kind of a name for a song is that?? and prompty changed the station.
Today, however, was the first time I actually *listened* to the song itself, and since there's a line about how "the mockingbird won't sing" in the chorus, it finally clicked for me that the DJs must have really been saying mockingbird all along.
Either they talk too fast or can't enunciate properly, or I'm losing my hearing!
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May. 4th, 2010 08:16 pmMy mom has ESP!
We're taking a couple of classes together, and she usually brings a few pieces of candy with her to snack on. So tonight we're sitting in our QuickBooks class, and I think to myself "I wonder if she has any candy," and she immediately turns to me and asks "Did you ask for some candy?"
D= "What??"
"I thought I heard you ask for some candy."
"What?!"
"Did you ask for some candy?"
"Yes, but I was only thinking it, I didn't actually ask it out loud!" =O
SPOOKY. lol
We're taking a couple of classes together, and she usually brings a few pieces of candy with her to snack on. So tonight we're sitting in our QuickBooks class, and I think to myself "I wonder if she has any candy," and she immediately turns to me and asks "Did you ask for some candy?"
D= "What??"
"I thought I heard you ask for some candy."
"What?!"
"Did you ask for some candy?"
"Yes, but I was only thinking it, I didn't actually ask it out loud!" =O
SPOOKY. lol
Had my 90 day evaluation at work today. I hate evaluations, they are so scary to me! I don't handle criticism well, even when it's minor. Oh well, just got the same thing I always get: "You're doing a great job, but smile more!" Dude, my face just doesn't work that way; believe me, it's been like this my whole life. I'm just not a smiler! I don't sit around grinning for no reason, my face is just sort of neutral at all times. At least it feels completely neutral to me, people tell me I look like I'm frowning or something. And apparently my idea of smiling must be on a much smaller scale than everyone else. Sigh. This is how I smile, just deal with it! =p
Went to the Sharks' fifth playoff game of the first round with my brother last night, and they KICKED ASS!! It was SUCH an awesome game! They absolutely dominated and were finally able to get the puck past Colorado's goalie, clobbering them 5-0. Woohoo! So glad I got to go to that one! It was the first game in this series where they've led by more than one goal. One more win and they move to the next round of the playoffs! GO SHARKS!! =D
( Pics from the game )
Then last night as I was driving home, I saw a freaking big spider crawl across the INSIDE of my windshield!! D= Aaaaauuuuggghhh! Spiders freak me the fuck out! Normally I don't mind them, as long as they stay the hell off of me and out of my space! And inside my truck is definitely my space! I was nearly home when I saw it and had to stop for gas anyway, so I pulled into a station to fill up and try to get the damn thing out. Well it FELL off the windshield, and I had no idea where it went! I looked all over with a flashlight trying to find it without any luck. So then I had to get back in with the mysterious missing spider and drive the rest of the way home (about four blocks). >_< I damn near had a panic attack on the way, thinking about it coming crawling out of my steering column or something and was driving with one finger on the wheel and jumping at every movement out of the corner of my eye. I'm such a freaking sissy. I made it home safely, but the spider is still missing. ARGH.
Went to the Sharks' fifth playoff game of the first round with my brother last night, and they KICKED ASS!! It was SUCH an awesome game! They absolutely dominated and were finally able to get the puck past Colorado's goalie, clobbering them 5-0. Woohoo! So glad I got to go to that one! It was the first game in this series where they've led by more than one goal. One more win and they move to the next round of the playoffs! GO SHARKS!! =D
( Pics from the game )
Then last night as I was driving home, I saw a freaking big spider crawl across the INSIDE of my windshield!! D= Aaaaauuuuggghhh! Spiders freak me the fuck out! Normally I don't mind them, as long as they stay the hell off of me and out of my space! And inside my truck is definitely my space! I was nearly home when I saw it and had to stop for gas anyway, so I pulled into a station to fill up and try to get the damn thing out. Well it FELL off the windshield, and I had no idea where it went! I looked all over with a flashlight trying to find it without any luck. So then I had to get back in with the mysterious missing spider and drive the rest of the way home (about four blocks). >_< I damn near had a panic attack on the way, thinking about it coming crawling out of my steering column or something and was driving with one finger on the wheel and jumping at every movement out of the corner of my eye. I'm such a freaking sissy. I made it home safely, but the spider is still missing. ARGH.
Today Bo and I went on a nice long three hour ride, which is the longest one I've done with him thus far. We went with
greenanimal and her new friend Kathy from the barn across the street, an endurance rider with two Arabs. We walked pretty much the entire time, did a teeny bit of trotting on the way back home. We went out in the park to an area I'd never been before, next to a small lake.
We went through a cattle grazing area to get there, and Bo gave the cows a distrusting look; I don't know if he's been around cows before or not, but I kind of thought he had since he was a ranch horse. He especially looked askance at the bull we passed close by, but the bull was too busy grazing to care anything about us.
Out by the lake there are some pretty steep hills, and it's also an area hang gliders and para gliders use. The first time a para glider came in for a landing near us, Bo was quite startled! Thankfully his idea of spooking is to sort of jolt in place and take a few steps away from whatever it is. After a while he got used to all the things sailing through the sky near us, though he did keep a close eye on them. We went partway up one of the steep hills to one of the jump off points for the gliders, and we hung out while a few of them got ready to go, letting the horses graze and chill. There was a very nice view of the lake up there.
( Some photos here )
And now for ( THE MOST DISGUSTING THING EVER )
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We went through a cattle grazing area to get there, and Bo gave the cows a distrusting look; I don't know if he's been around cows before or not, but I kind of thought he had since he was a ranch horse. He especially looked askance at the bull we passed close by, but the bull was too busy grazing to care anything about us.
Out by the lake there are some pretty steep hills, and it's also an area hang gliders and para gliders use. The first time a para glider came in for a landing near us, Bo was quite startled! Thankfully his idea of spooking is to sort of jolt in place and take a few steps away from whatever it is. After a while he got used to all the things sailing through the sky near us, though he did keep a close eye on them. We went partway up one of the steep hills to one of the jump off points for the gliders, and we hung out while a few of them got ready to go, letting the horses graze and chill. There was a very nice view of the lake up there.
( Some photos here )
And now for ( THE MOST DISGUSTING THING EVER )
I just finished up tagging all my entries, almost 900 of them. It just seemed like this journal has gotten to the point where I need them if I ever want to go back and find something.
I started on Sunday and didn't stop until 1am. I thought I might be able to get it all done, but I had about a year's worth of entries left to go and was just too tired to finish. Or so I thought. I went to bed and tossed and turned for hours, unable to sleep. I didn't want to take my sleeping medication because it was already so late, and if I did that I wouldn't be able to wake up for work. So then I got back up and tried to sleep on the couch with the tv on, because I often fall asleep this way when I'm really tired. Nope, nothing.
I ended up awake all freaking night for no reason at all, and it caused me to watch one of the most awful movies ever created, I Know Who Killed Me. I thought it'd just be a lame horror movie, but it went WAY beyond that! How can something be both predictable (I knew who the killer was within the first ten minutes) AND make no sense at all?? The "plot" was so full of holes and mixed up that it was impossible to follow, and the whole movie was really nothing more than an excuse for Lindsey Lohan to parade around in stripper outfits. Ugh, I think this was even worse than Batman Forever! Still not quite as bad as Kazaam, my ultimate worst movie ever, but it sure came close!
Anyway. I got no sleep at all, and hence felt horrible, stomach aches, sneezing and coughing fits, so I ended up calling in sick to work. Felt like crap all day and still couldn't get any sleep until it was late enough for me to take my medication and knock me out for the night whether my body liked it or not. Can I not sleep without medicinal help now? I wouldn't think so, I still fall asleep for naps all the time. It was just really bizarre.
ETA: Since all I did over the past few days was tag my own entries, I'm now waaaay behind on reading all of yours. If I comment on something a few days late I'm sorry, I'm trying to catch up on everyone!
I started on Sunday and didn't stop until 1am. I thought I might be able to get it all done, but I had about a year's worth of entries left to go and was just too tired to finish. Or so I thought. I went to bed and tossed and turned for hours, unable to sleep. I didn't want to take my sleeping medication because it was already so late, and if I did that I wouldn't be able to wake up for work. So then I got back up and tried to sleep on the couch with the tv on, because I often fall asleep this way when I'm really tired. Nope, nothing.
I ended up awake all freaking night for no reason at all, and it caused me to watch one of the most awful movies ever created, I Know Who Killed Me. I thought it'd just be a lame horror movie, but it went WAY beyond that! How can something be both predictable (I knew who the killer was within the first ten minutes) AND make no sense at all?? The "plot" was so full of holes and mixed up that it was impossible to follow, and the whole movie was really nothing more than an excuse for Lindsey Lohan to parade around in stripper outfits. Ugh, I think this was even worse than Batman Forever! Still not quite as bad as Kazaam, my ultimate worst movie ever, but it sure came close!
Anyway. I got no sleep at all, and hence felt horrible, stomach aches, sneezing and coughing fits, so I ended up calling in sick to work. Felt like crap all day and still couldn't get any sleep until it was late enough for me to take my medication and knock me out for the night whether my body liked it or not. Can I not sleep without medicinal help now? I wouldn't think so, I still fall asleep for naps all the time. It was just really bizarre.
ETA: Since all I did over the past few days was tag my own entries, I'm now waaaay behind on reading all of yours. If I comment on something a few days late I'm sorry, I'm trying to catch up on everyone!
I just finished up tagging all my entries, almost 900 of them. It just seemed like this journal has gotten to the point where I need them if I ever want to go back and find something.
I started on Sunday and didn't stop until 1am. I thought I might be able to get it all done, but I had about a year's worth of entries left to go and was just too tired to finish. Or so I thought. I went to bed and tossed and turned for hours, unable to sleep. I didn't want to take my sleeping medication because it was already so late, and if I did that I wouldn't be able to wake up for work. So then I got back up and tried to sleep on the couch with the tv on, because I often fall asleep this way when I'm really tired. Nope, nothing.
I ended up awake all freaking night for no reason at all, and it caused me to watch one of the most awful movies ever created, I Know Who Killed Me. I thought it'd just be a lame horror movie, but it went WAY beyond that! How can something be both predictable (I knew who the killer was within the first ten minutes) AND make no sense at all?? The "plot" was so full of holes and mixed up that it was impossible to follow, and the whole movie was really nothing more than an excuse for Lindsey Lohan to parade around in stripper outfits. Ugh, I think this was even worse than Batman Forever! Still not quite as bad as Kazaam, my ultimate worst movie ever, but it sure came close!
Anyway. I got no sleep at all, and hence felt horrible, stomach aches, sneezing and coughing fits, so I ended up calling in sick to work. Felt like crap all day and still couldn't get any sleep until it was late enough for me to take my medication and knock me out for the night whether my body liked it or not. Can I not sleep without medicinal help now? I wouldn't think so, I still fall asleep for naps all the time. It was just really bizarre.
ETA: Since all I did over the past few days was tag my own entries, I'm now waaaay behind on reading all of yours. If I comment on something a few days late I'm sorry, I'm trying to catch up on everyone!
I started on Sunday and didn't stop until 1am. I thought I might be able to get it all done, but I had about a year's worth of entries left to go and was just too tired to finish. Or so I thought. I went to bed and tossed and turned for hours, unable to sleep. I didn't want to take my sleeping medication because it was already so late, and if I did that I wouldn't be able to wake up for work. So then I got back up and tried to sleep on the couch with the tv on, because I often fall asleep this way when I'm really tired. Nope, nothing.
I ended up awake all freaking night for no reason at all, and it caused me to watch one of the most awful movies ever created, I Know Who Killed Me. I thought it'd just be a lame horror movie, but it went WAY beyond that! How can something be both predictable (I knew who the killer was within the first ten minutes) AND make no sense at all?? The "plot" was so full of holes and mixed up that it was impossible to follow, and the whole movie was really nothing more than an excuse for Lindsey Lohan to parade around in stripper outfits. Ugh, I think this was even worse than Batman Forever! Still not quite as bad as Kazaam, my ultimate worst movie ever, but it sure came close!
Anyway. I got no sleep at all, and hence felt horrible, stomach aches, sneezing and coughing fits, so I ended up calling in sick to work. Felt like crap all day and still couldn't get any sleep until it was late enough for me to take my medication and knock me out for the night whether my body liked it or not. Can I not sleep without medicinal help now? I wouldn't think so, I still fall asleep for naps all the time. It was just really bizarre.
ETA: Since all I did over the past few days was tag my own entries, I'm now waaaay behind on reading all of yours. If I comment on something a few days late I'm sorry, I'm trying to catch up on everyone!
I just bit into an apple and my lips and tongue were instantly set on fire. I may as well have been biting into a habanero! I spit the damn thing out and rinsed my mouth with water for a good while; the pain is dying down now but still not gone. What in the hell could have gotten on that apple?!
*mutter* need a Snow White icon now...
Can this year just be over already?
*mutter* need a Snow White icon now...
Can this year just be over already?