Disgusted

Last night after a long iChat with my friend Emma I got the wild hair to go out to Club None (aka: Club One). Well, let's just say, same old, same old and disgusting people.

So there I was and this not too attractive man walks up to me and said; "I'd really like to plough your hole". My jaw dropped and I just stared at him for a moment and said; "Oh, that's attractive, real romantic". I then walked away and this moron yells out as loud as he could; "I SAID NOTHING ABOUT ROMANCE, I JUST WANT TO FUCK THE HELL OUT OF YOU!"

I proceeded quickly to the nearest exit and headed home in disgust. I didn't even get to finish my drink. I'm certain the moron finished it for me. He obviously had plenty already.

You know I don't go out much anymore. Now I know why. What happened to common decency? Did he really think such a line would make me say; "Oh yes, do me?" NOT! What a bloody moron!

I have been drinking DeTox tea all morning. :(

Goatee Me

Heh, heh. I found this picture from a couple years ago on my mums iBook while I was updating her OS. I forgot about my goatee days.

Last night to escape the insanity I drank plenty of merlot and listened to Opera Babes. I worked on "home work" because I'm little behind with my paperwork at work so I brought it with me. Meanwhile me mum watched Fox news and complained there was nothing but rubbish on the television. Though she continued to flip through the channels, watch a bit and then complain and flip to another station.

Perhaps later I shall go for a walk on the beach. The Gulf water is so calming.

Mother's Scary Things

Welcome to Hell!

Florida

Well, I'm in Florida. I made it. The drive from Hell wasn't too bad. It's odd being in "Bush" country again. People here frighten me.

Right now as I type this entry a photograph of George and Laura Bush are staring down at me. Yes, my mum is a right wing, fundalmentalist nutjob. This is only because George likes to use the word god in his speeches. So naturally, if he speaks of god then he is a good person. Oh, that and god sent him to straighten out America and the world to prepare us for the lords return. Something like that.

I have not seen one "W" decal with a circle and slash through it besides my own. I am an outcast in a sea of morons.

I am here for her so I shall try and bite my tongue, but it will be difficult. I mean, last night she mentioned she sent Bill O'reilly an email stating how much she enjoys his program.

Mercy me, four more days to go.

Savannah Drivers Suck

Savannah drivers suck. This is a town where the use of your directional signal is optional. The police don't even use a directional signal.

It is state law to yield to pedestrians in a cross walk, most do not. My Ex was hit by a car earlier today crossing Bull Street. A nouveau riche bitch driving a huge ass SUV slammed into him. He was in the middle of the crosswalk for christ's sake.

He has been X-rayed and thankfully shows no signs of broken bones, but he is heavily bruised and extremely sore.

This area of Georgia is extremely lax on driving regulations. I guess in a town that values Monster Trucks more then retaining its symphony says it all.

I was in a car accident this summer past. I was rear-ended by some tourists from Ohio. They were an older couple and felt very bad about it. Anyhow in talking with them the woman told me she was downtown earlier and stepped into a crosswalk and a police cruiser came real close to hitting her.

The officer jumped out and yelled at her (real professional) saying she needs to be more careful. He added that in the State of Georgia pedestrians do not have the right of way. Obviously this officer is a moron. Georgia law states you must yield to pedestrians in the crosswalk. We don't have those signs at intersections downtown because they don't want to obstruct the historic ambiance. If you drive out Southside (anywhere USA) where you have the strip malls and endless wide roads and suburbs then you will see the signs clearly.

Another example of the absurdity in my state brings to mind an incident I had once when visiting the Department of Motor Vehicles. I was in a line to receive my new drivers license. There was woman in front of me wearing a horrible jump suit with bathroom slippers and her hair in curlers. When she was asked for her left index finger she raised her right hand. The attendant said no you’re left index finger. The lady put out her left thumb. Eventually the attendant took this lady by the hand and pointed which fingers to use and pressed them down onto the inkpad for her.

This woman walked out with a driver’s license shortly there after and is loose on the roads.

One of the best cards

I don't normally hold onto holiday cards, but I think this is one of the best cards I ever received. My friends Jeff and Vanessa created it. It's an old one as you can tell from the play on the X-Files, 1998 to be exact. Anyways I always find it amusing when I gaze upon it.

'Tis the season, enjoy the colour image!

Winter Mornings

"There are winter mornings when the cold without only adds to the warmth within, and the more it snows and the harder it blows, brighter the fires blaze"

-Emily Dickinson

Quiet, I'm recovering!

I went to work this morning. I still feel like crap and my voice has not returned. I was told to go home. So I decided to leave at lunch and not return.

When I got home, well the above picture shows you what I came home to. Stone workers have come to replace stucco on the house. So they are out there hammering and drilling away to their hearts content. TOO MUCH NOISE! The cats are in terror and I have a headache.

Looking at the wall it doesn't look as if it's in good condition. The brick needs pointing. I think that is what you call it. This section of the house used to be the veranda. It was closed up in 1904 to make two rooms, one above in the actual veranda and one below.

I'm below. I use this "veranda" room as my dining space and computer area. The space is divided by an armoire and it works out rather well. The rest of the house dates 1856.

I love it. The doorways are 14" deep and it has a splendid mantle. Oh hell, ... the hammering has started again. It's time to retreat to the sitting room.

I've lost my mind

Okay I don't claim to be a great cook. In fact I don't really like to cook, but one must survive so I do minor dishes. I have been craving Macaroni and Cheese. I found a recipe for Macaroni and Cheese, which can be made in a slow cooker. I thought oh, that will be easy.

It's been cooking now for an hour. I just tasted it. It's not all that good. In fact it was rather bland. Then I realised. I forgot to add the cheese!

I give up. I'm going to have an energy bar and take some more meds. I'll be playing with Photoshop for the rest of the evening.

I'm sick and it's cold!

This apartment does not heat evenly. It's cold in the veranda room where the computers are located. I am bundled up in a sweater and I have my silly cap on. I don't care. It keeps me head warm from the cold. My cat Nora-Grace is atop the armoire and is ready to leap at me. This explains the look on my face in this picture.

My voice went. Where? I do not know. My mum called and all I could do is grunt at her. "What's wrong with you?” she said. I managed to say; "Me, no voice, you check email". Then I hung up.

Today I went over to my friend Melissa's house. She had a whole bunch of people over doing various tasks. She purchased the house three months ago and hired a painter. Well, the painter didn't workout. He and his crew basically ruined everything.

I was feeling better earlier. So I thought I would lend a hand. I don't think that wasn't such a great idea. I feel worse. At least I got out of the house. I have been indoors since last Thursday!

I received a phone call this evening from my dearest friend Gloria. She moved to Los Angeles last May and loves it. She called to see if I thought she was lame. Now, I answered the phone in the best possible voice I could muster and I said; "No, you are not lame." She said someone had told her she was lame for not going out every weekend. I told her such a thing is ridiculous.

So Gloria was told if you live in LA you need to go out every weekend or you are considered lame. What errant nonsense.

Now Gloria being a Leo then asked me what was wrong with my voice. Those Leo's, it's all about them. ;)

We talked a little more about things going on in her life and what’s not going on in my life. She thinks I should move to LA. I think I’d probably die, but then again the one place I have never thought of might actually be a place I end up loving. I do love California (Northern). I shall plan a visit for next year.

Well, I guess I shall go shred some paperwork. My life is so exciting.

I'm in Hell

I have a raging head cold and now my cat Nora-Grace has gone into heat. I can not imagine anything worse then two cats hanging about yowling and moaning all bloody day long!

I don't expect to have sleep for the next three weeks.

Disconnecting

I stayed at home today due to a head cold. I have taken some rather potent meds and now I am out of it. Oh, well.

I have come to the conclusion that I will be canceling my cable. This means no Internet at home anymore.

Truly Comcast sucks. The cable modem is not all that faster then DSL. In fact when I did have BellSouth DSL a few years ago I never had a problem with it. It never went down and was rather fast. I have had nothing but problems with Comcast. Also it's too damned expensive. Before I reduced my cable television to basic service my entire bill was right under $100. and there was rarely anything on.

I don't watch too much television so I don't miss it. Well, I must admit I do miss the Sci-Fi channel, but I can go over to my friend Betsy's for our Sci-Fi Fridays. Now, as for the Internet I am practically on it all day at work. When I come home sometimes I just don't want to turn the computer on. Sure I will miss iTunes music store or that instant gratification when I want to find out about something, but I can always take the PowerBook to the library or a friends house and do what I need to do.

So yes, I am disconnecting from the mediocrity or at least at home I am. I will also have an extra $54.39 a month.

So long Comcrap!

Happy Birthday Grandmama!

If my grandmother were alive today she would be 100 years old. She was born the 7th of December 1905, the day of infamy, but before it was infamous. She was always there for comfort and direction. In her life she was a flapper, world traveler and a brilliant Norwegian soul. I miss her.

Glad fødselsdag bestemor. Jeg mangler De og jeg elsker De meget mye!

Craziness

One of my cats, Tabitha has gone into heat. Oh, what joy! I was hoping to avoid this, but I have not been able to afford the spay operation. I am still paying on a $492 vet bill.

However in light of things, I think now I will go ahead and take Nora-Grace in since she is seven months old. I would much rather have them both done at the same time, but it will be more cost effective one at a time.

It’s such a joy to hear Tabitha howling all night long while I am trying to sleep. This is something, which I have not been able to do well since Monday. It seems at night she becomes extremely “bothered”. She jumps on to all of the windowsills and scratches on the windows and runs around knocking over whatever she may.

Poor little Nora-Grace looks at her in terror. She must be thinking WTF is wrong with her. Oh, little does she know she may face the same situation. I dread the thought.

Now, I am developing a cold.

Bored