Friday Night's Alright for Fighting

That title has nothing to do with me. But if you can tell me where it came from, I'll give you a stale cookie with not too much fur on it.

My parents are frustrating people. Now I know where I get my non-confrontational/confrontational-ness. My dad was supposed to give me an estimate for work we need done to the house. Last week, he said he would send it up when my mommy came to see me. He didn't. Then over the weekend, I just didn't think about it and he didn't bring it up. Today, he called me about the job thing and mentioned that the boy was supposed to talk to him about the estimate/etc. I reminded him that when he and I talked about it, I'd said "you'll need to talk to the boy about it. I'm not the one making the final decision." My dad says, "well, I purposefully didn't bring it up to him because I was waiting for him to say something about it. You guys don't ever make decisions. If I talk to you, it's just not going to happen and then he never talks to me about it." wtf? He talks about his sister creating her own drama but he does the exact same thing sometimes.

Which reminds me. The crazy aunt sold my grandparents' house after my Grandma died. She moved back to San Antonio and just recently called my dad. What does she tell him? "Sonya told me to sell the house." Yah, blame your children. That's mature.

Wackadoodle is the word of the day.

Maybe jobs are overrated

I can't seem to find an employer willing to really give me a chance. It's just the universe balancing things out, I know, but it's frustrating in the extreme. Up until recently, if I could get an interview, I knew I had the job. It just always worked that way.

Maybe it's the hair color? Or my personality has changed? I don't know. It's depressing.


If I start showing up to interviews drunk, that could only improve the odds.

Thursdays are just like every other day of the week

Except sometimes, you get to spend them with your mother.

She doesn't come up by herself very often. I wonder sometimes what she tells my dad about why she wants to visit me alone. He's not typically comfortable with being away from her.

I'm surprised by her opinions sometimes. I've recently found myself projecting what I assumed would be her natural reaction only to find out it's nothing like. Either she's softened with time or I'm turning into HER mother. *shudder*

Meet the Fockers is frickn' hilarious. For the record.

Mondays are fun!

This year, I feel compelled to take pictures of my roses every day. I can't believe how pretty they are and yet I can't quite capture it on 'film.' Last year, the four bushes in the back yard were in bloom at the same time but even though they are different varieties, they all looked the same. This year, there's a marked difference between the barely-pinks in the front and the dark-as-my-hair-was-when-i-got-married-pinks in the back.

Interesting. Saw a preview for "cotter and louise" just now... I didn't like the couple when they competed on Last Comic Standing and I'm pretty sure I won't like them now. But I feel compelled to watch because their children are so cute. Damn twins!

Vonage is neat. I can sit at my desk, with the phone RIGHT NEXT TO ME and use "Click 2 Call" to dial a number. What happens when I dial the number from my computer? It calls my phone. Which I have to answer. And then it dials the number I wanted to call. So... what exactly is this service supposed to do for me? I know... the premise is that you use a phone book and only ever have to type the numbers ONCE but still. How lazy do we really have to think we are?

I have new glasses. Again. I got these made with the correction in only the right lens because it's my gimpy eye. Stupid eyeball doesn't like to behave sometimes. I think it's an inherited degenerative issue but I'm not sure. I don't really want to go to an ophthalmologist and find out. Spelling that is enough effort.

Streak Broken

Ok, so last night, Dallas' winning streak when a game goes to shoot-out was broken. By freaking Anaheim. I'm not saying Anaheim sucks or anything. They've done well, especially lately. But still! Up until this point, if the Stars could drive it to a shootout, it was a sure thing. And Jussi has failed to introduce the puck to the back of the net the last TWO times he's participated in the shootout. WTF, mate?

Today is his birthday, though and I have hopes for the rookie. LA is a tough team for Dallas but I think they can pull it off.

8 and 2 in the last ten. 8 more games after tonight. Surely we can expect a nice little run up to the playoffs. Then it's a whole new 'ballgame.' Damn the lack of hockey analogies. A whole new sheet of ice? A new pond?

I'm frelling tired. :(

it rains for you

When we were kids, most of us heard that rain is god or the angels crying. Or mopping the floor.

Funerals/death bring on the rain, I think.


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