Shards of My Sanity

Yeah, so my blogs asks such a question.  I'm sure it hates me since I got this girlfriend.  So many things have been going on.  I'm not sure I'll cover them all. 

Been hanging with the girlfriend doing couple stuff.  We talk all the time when she's not in town.  she's currently off with her parents traveling until the 26th of September.  So we mostly text or call each other.  I hardly have online time unless its finding recipes or practicing songs on the guitar. 

I've been working hard on the guitar.  I'm thinking of becoming a songwriter or country music artist.  Both Rachael and her eldest sister think I sing great, so who knows?  Songwriting has become my biggest source of writing lately.  I have hardly anytime to do it, and when I start writing one, I get picky about the lyrics.  I got my copyright papers in so I can get them copyrighted and maybe someday made into songs.  I ordered an acoustic guitar off ebay with a different design than the one I have.  That was I can teach my dad.  Besides, its the design I originally wanted.  Only cost me $36.  I'm also thinking of ordering a mandolin and maybe a fiddle.

I'm awaiting Uncharted 2 to his stores so I can have a new video game.  I'm thinking of playing Dead Space or Uncharted: Drake's fortune tonight or tomorrow.  I miss them.  I have no time to do it, but it's almost winter, so maybe I will have more time soon. 

Been watching Eureka and Warehouse 13 religiously.  I like Leverage, but i hardly get to see it.  I have to catch ALL my shows on their re-run hour. 

I guess that's it. 

How weird to call it day 1.5, eh?

Well, yesterday was the first full blown day of vacation.  I did a lot that morning and spent the rest of my day doing other stuff.  I shall elaborate.  I was awakened by a call from Rachael at 7am.  What fun.  After we talked before she had to go to work, I took my dad's truck and went to McDonalds for a sausage mcgriddle and a hot chocolate.  I had to take my dad's truck to get it washed and the tailgate fixed where Richard, a friend of the family, picked me up.  Once I got back home, I went out to shop around for a guitar.  I went to a music shop, but I didn't want to spend that much on one.  So I went to a pawn shop where I found one in perfect condition.  I spent some time learning the G chord, D7 chord, and C chord.  I'm currently working on learning notes.  Richard has a computer program with 6 discs to teach one how to play.  I might borrow it.

I had to get a stand and some picks from Wal-Mart, where I also found a new book by David Gibbins who wrote Atlantis, Crusader Gold, and The Lost Tomb.  This time the book is titled The Tiger Warrior. 

I wish I had a personal strap for the guitar.  Anyway, for the rest of the day I watched Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull and played Indian Jones and The Staff of Kings on PS3.  I even cooked dinner, too.  Cordon bleu, rice, mac and cheese, and yellow cornbread.  This morning I cooked blueberry muffins.  Yummy stuff.  That's pterry much it so far. 

I think in the morning I will make cinnamon rolls.  The rest of the day is still open to whatever.  Just like today.  Though tonight I gotta do some cleaning.  Yay.  And probably tomorrow night too, just in case I go to Southaven Saturday to do some shirt and boot shopping as well as see a movie.  So we'll see.

A lot has happened since my last post.  I've been away for some time because 1.) I'm busy and 2.) I have a girlfriend.  We're working so hard to get a much deserved vacation which starts Wednesday.  My plans involve. . . not much.  I want to buy a guitar and learn to play.  Mostly so I can make my songs singable.  I also want to learn the piano and steel guitar.  I also need to buy my new girlfriend something and I need new clothes.  What else?  I'll figure it out.  I definitely wanna see some movies.  Orphan and The Collector are the top two on my list.
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Well, where do I begin?  My folks went out to dinner with a colleague.  Yes, there are colleagues in the Grass Technician field.  Apparently they went to where Ashlea works.  They got me shrimp, telling her (I think) it was for me.  Apparently she told them to tell me hi and she wants more s'more brownies.  Which I thought about making for the Rachael, the preacher's daughter.  Or mississippi mud cake. . . .  or. . .  i'm hungry for desserts. 

so anyway, onto MORE IMPORTANT issues.  NEW HORROR MOVIE that looks promising.  The Collector.  A man breaks into a home to steal something, but ends up hearing someone scream.  Some killer is inside the house already setting traps to keep the women from escaping.  It looked good, so now the burglar is their only hope.  Kind of ironic. 

another good looking movie is Orphan.  Some decietful little girl moves in with a family and causes trouble.  I dunno which to watch.  maybe both! 

Get a new job. . .

It's been so hot this whole week.  Well, into the triple digits.  And not to mention friggin' ants.  Oh, and Chiggers.  Grr.  I can't stop itching around my ankles.  I wanna gnaw my frickin' feet off. . .  Chiggers being found in tall, tall grass.  They bite ya, then ya itch.  Nuff said.  They're also called Harvest mites, and for our Aussie friends, scrub-itch mites.  *mumbles* stupid bugs.

Though they helped me plot a story.  Yeah.  I dunno what it's called, but the plot is simple.  I had told a friend I had chigger bites, and I wasn't sure if she knew what they were.  But if she didn't, I was gonna tell her they were little parasites that swam up your urethra and laid eggs and then when they hatched. . . well, something would explode.  Yeah.  I watch too much horror, and that idea has me in a desparate need for Slither, which has Firefly's Captain Malcolm Reynolds as a sherrif.

In our midst of all white employees, being 6 white people and one black guy, whom i had gone to school with, there has been some racial humor.  Such as:

Marcus (about the heat): I feel like I'm cooking.
Me: You do look like you're burnt.

Of course, he said I was like a turkey or pork chop (both being white meat) lol.  He and I were in the band together.  He's actually going to Delta State University to become a plastic surgeon.  Go figure.

As for me, I'm exhausted.  It's been one helluva long week.  My legs hurt, my arms, my head, my throat.  I'm sick of it.  At least tomorrow is an off day.  Was hoping for a massage.  Full body.  Anyone offer those?  *smug*

Tomorrow, I think I'm gonna work on my pond.  I need to empty it, clean it, and then fill it up again.  It's become cloudy, because I needed a UV filter to kill the algae, which I bought yesterday alond with a turtle spitter.  Because I have to run the water beind pumped by the mechanical filter to the UV filter, which I hope will work out to being pumped through the turtle water spitter and into the pond.  I'll try to post pics.  Then the water should stay clear.  I also have to put rock around the pond and build a waterfall, cuz I want one.  That's why. :P

Scifi aired Ultraviolet and then Equilibrium.  Too similar those two are.  Gun fu. . .   At the end, they announced something that caught my attention, because I'm a huge HUGE fan of Thomas Jane, after he played in The Punisher (2004) and The Mist, which is an awesome, and shocking movie.  Don't believe me?  Watch the ending!  But Mutant Chronicles is airing next Saturday!!!!  And now Scifi is airing a not-so-scifi-y movie: Dick Tracy.  How inconspicuous is a yellow hat and coat?  Wait, what was I on about?  Blah.

That was pretty much my day, and my plans for tomorrow.  The biggest problem is waking up.  Now, it's bed time.  Anyone interested in joining?  *falls out cold*

Where do I begin? 

( Drag Me To Hell )

Well, it's been a while, hasn't it? I've been super busy with work and not work. Let's see what there is to talk about.

First off, the newest member of my little family is "Flash"



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Well, It's been a while since my last post.  I'm slacking. 

It's been a rough past two days, I tell you.  Yesterday was the worst, though.  Had to work pretty hard in the morning.  Cut out two hours in the time if normally takes us to do this very large yard.  It normally takes 5, because it has about 8 or 12 miles of sidewalk and not to mention around 70 housing units on it.  It sucked.  Then was lunch.  I was exhausted by lunch.  I think I had chicken breast with other stuff.  Anyway, after that we went to another housing complex with less houses on it.  Probably around 20.  By the time I neared the end, I felt extremely dizzy.  I could barely walk straight.  Everything was spinning.  I felt awful.  Afterward, we had another big yard.  I just couldn't handle the work load I guess.  We had more yards after that.  Maybe it was hypoglycemia.  I felt a little better after a gatorade and a really large oatmeal pie.

Today I feel bad too.  I'm exhausted still.  I had a terrible night's sleep after all that working and I have yet to recover.  I'm having difficulty remembering what I wanted to post about too.  I'm barely talking to any of my online friends, cuz its just hard to concentrate.

Let's see what updates I need to address.

First off, Jack Canyon and The Last Revelation.  I need to post that up.  I might get to that tomorrow.

Secondly, I started a new story.  It will be a novel.  I doubt it gets put here, because I'd like it to sell as a book.  I don't know what the title will be, but the entire premise of this novel and the one following it comes from a Repo! The Genetic Opera Song, "Night Surgeon".  I have a twisted mind.  I actually wanted to write a horror story, which is why the crime is the most terrible thing imaginable.  At least, for me.  It's a slow process.

I rescued a wee baby turtle, red-eared slider) from a yard we were cutting.  I've dubbed him/her Jughead until I figure out what sex it is.  It's quite tiny.  Only about 1 or 1 1/2 inches.  Where Zoe is 7 inches.  I set it up in Zoe's old 20 gallon tank.  He even has a small stump he can bask on.  He's a weird turtle though.  Sometimes he just floats in the water and doesn't swim.  He's just odd.  I caught him clinging to the side of that stump today.  He's peculiar. 

What else?  I can't think of anything at the moment.  It's been kind of boring besides what I've written.

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm really a joy to be around.  I don't have any friends, never really had any.  Most of the people I talk to online don't talk so much to me anymore.  I guess it's no secret, that my girlfriend broke up with me about three weeks ago.  Not sure I'm boyfriend material.  I'm not even friend material. 
( Shambles. . . )

Boy, has it been a long day.  Started off at 6am when i woke to start work.  Ever wish you didn't get out of bed?

Anyway, our day was like any normal day.  We were planning on a 5-day vacation that starts Thursday, and we still plan on taking it.  Especially after this.  Well, my folks plan on going to Florida, while I plan on staying at home.  See, we work together and live together, the family business is lawn care, which i'm planning to get out of.  Anyway, I thought 5 days away from them would be good.

Okay, so we headed out of town and into the country to cut two yards.  We finished them and were headed back when it happened. . .

I just remember my dad yelling for us to look.  I looked up at this white late 90's Chevy S-10 Blazer cutting a curve too fast and going off into a bean field.  I'm assuming he overcorrected his mistake and came at us.  Of course, it appeared he went airborne before coming back onto the road.  He began fishtailing.

In our vehicle were me, my brother, my brother's friend (and employee), and of course my mom and dad.  Now, we're driving a 2004 Chevy Silverado Z71 with a 24-foot trailer that carries three large commercial lawn mowers.  

Anyway, my dad veered off the road, which I remember, so that we could avoid a collision.  Next I remember is gripping the seat in front of me, and bracing for impact.  Screams, glass breaking, metal shearing. . . horrid sounds.

Once stopped, we all bailed out.  Making sure everyone is okay once we're away from the vehicles.  I recall the first thing I saw was a weedeater, a blower, and a wheel from one of our mowers laying directly ahead of where i was running.

Mom had a limp, her knee was damaged, we're not sure if its just bruised and swollen, or worse.  Dad's leg is hurt, as was out worker.  My brother said his head hurt, but he seems to be fine.  I think he'll have a black eye.  I sustained injuries to my ribs (just a bruise), my knee was cut, my lip busted, and my eye cut right at the eyebrow.  OH!  And my shoulder.  We're all fine.  

Once we were out, and everyone scrabbling to call for help.  I rushed to get my cellphone from the wreckage.  Then I raced to the other vehicle to check on the guy.  I yelled out to check on him, but I assumed he was dead.

The conclusion I have is that we missed a head on collision, but the Blazer clipped our rear and smashed into the trailer, which propelled us into a tree.  AH!  There's our head on collision.  

We took in the damage. . .  My dad's truck was totalled.  The three lawn mowers totalled.  Weedeaters, the trailer, everything was gone.  We're lucky that trailer broke off, or else you might not be reading this blog post.  Chances are high that a trailer would either mash the truck from behind or break off and come into the cab.

Before the paramedics arrived, my brother's brother-in-law (our employee named Cade), well, his mother arrives.  She and another woman checked the man's pulse, he was hard to find in his small vehicle.  Trust me.  I saw.  He was dead.

Now, this guy was 55, from what I heard, and possibly drunk or had been drinking, because he had plenty of beer in his truck, and a cooler.  It's been hours, and i had been asked these questions over and over, yet i still remember.  

So lets see what else there is.  The trailer broke off.  Crippling the wooden floor, tossing off one of the mowers and destroying it, and damaging the other two.  

My dad's truck was damaged in the rear, the large gas tank, air compressor, tail gate, bumper, everything back there was a mess and bent out of shape.  The front end was mushed into a large ass pecan tree.  Both front seats were twisted.  Oddly enough, they were both on the side with the seatbelts.  The airbags were deployed too.  

The other vehicle was severely demolished.  when I saw the driver's side, I assumed we wouldn't find the guy, because the steering wheel and console were touching the driver's seat.  I had to check in the passenger's side, where I found the guy leaned over into it.

We're lucky we survived that.  In fact, we're lucky nothing was broken.  

I texted my girlfriend as soon as I could, though I figured she was asleep.  I continuously checked my phone to see if she had awakened.  She lives in Malaysia. . . so, its a big time difference.  And when you wake her up, she gets mean.  Shh.  I didn't tell you guys that.

So, I'm not sure where we are on the grass cutting.  I'm not sure about vehicles and all our mowers.  We're currently up a creek without a paddle.  I mean, sure, we have three other vehicles.  My 99 Silverado, my brother's 03 Silverado, and mum's 07 Tahoe.  Yeah, we're firm believers in big Chevrolet's.  Thank God they're built like rocks. . . tho not only on the outside.  The inside isn't exactly a soft spot to be.  Ask my ribs and head.  

I guess that's everything.  We're all 5 alive and. . . not well, just in pain.  I've never ever been in an accident THAT bad before.  I was in two before, but minor.  Each time my dad had been driving and it was the other's person fault.  

And as I'm writing this, it's 6:08 pm, and I'll post this after I get in and talk to my girlfriend first.  Anyway, I just learned from the coronor that the guy had either passed out or when he went off the road and hit the ditch, which propelled him back onto the road, he hit his head or broke his neck.  He was dead before hitting us.  Not much else is known right now.  

Ugh. . .

And the price of everything lost. . . Good Lord!  Each lawn mower was $10,000.  That's 30,000 right there.  A 30,000 dollar truck, roughly.  Plus the weedeaters and blowers, the gas tank, air compressor. . . total would be 60,000-70,000 roughly.  Wow.  2,000 dollar trailer.  Gone.

I guess we'll see what tomorrow holds for us.  One of my dad's friends, who is also a small business owner who we bought our mowers from showed up to help us out.  HE was the first to arrive.  Brian Mayo of CamMo's.  Very helpful.

My satellite radio's headset was damaged.  Ugh.  My hat's fine though, and my sunglasses.  My boyish good looks are also intact.  hehe.  I just wanna sleep and rest and not hurt.  Probably gotta work tomorrow. . . gotta get done so we can have our 5 days of vacation.

Thanks princessbryn.  I saw your comment.  I hope this post answers any questions.  We're fine but sore.  I need a massuse. . .

And on a final note, I just learned from an officer, that the guy who hit us -though he didn't exactly say this, but he hinted at it- the guy who hit us had been pulled over BEFORE and had been drunk EACH TIME! 

I'm not as young as I used to be, but then again, I'm still quite young. Though, I no longer believe age matters. It's the mileage that matters. I haven't blogged in exactly one month. I've been racking up the miles, so to speak. I feel like a vehicle that's been driven for 100 years and has over a billion miles on it. I hurt from my head to my toes, literally. Work is hell. War is hell. Love is. . . well, that's another story.

Some simple little things I've been up. It's honestly not much at all. My ebay is a bit slow, cuz I don't have the time I used to have in order to put things on there. Though, I do have over 1800 USD in my account. I have the money for a full year of college. Now, I just have to send in my application and get my medical records set. . .

It has been two weeks since I posted. Feels like forever. I don't post often anymore. I don't have the energy for it since I'm working so much. At night, I spend time with Ashvini and work on ebay stuff. I've been doing well on that end. I've sold 55 items over the past two months, which is about how long I've been doing this. I've made roughly $1,300 in that time. I still have a lot of stuff to sell, so it seems my college tuition could be paid for one year. At first, my heart didn't want to let go of everything I had collected since 1995, but when the money started rolling in, I was hardly phased by it. I was making 100 or even 200 dollars a day or every two days, sometimes it was every other day. Usually I sell 4-6 items in one day. Sometimes it was only 2-3.

Also, I bought this book. . . YES I READ! Although, I don't do it often. A writer who doesn't read. . . how odd, right? Well, I just don't have the time to be reading so much, until now. At night, I read a chapter or two, besides, a book really has to just grab me by the collar and jerk me in. And Dan Simmons' Song of Kali did just that. the PLOT of that is very much like my own life. . . sort of. An American poet with an Indian wife and (what I call "caucindian") child. Caucindian is what i call a child mixed with Caucasian and Indian. Anyway, his name is Robert C. Luczak. The wife is Amrita. The daughter is Victoria. Okay, so on with the plot. He is investigated a poem that has surfaced from a poet who had "died," but the poem is nothing in context with what the dead poet had written before. They go to Calcutta to pick up an epic poem cycle about the goddess Kali. The Bengali poet who wrote the poem cycle has disappeared under mysterious circumstances. It delves into so much that interests me: A relationship between and American man and an Indian woman; Hindu gods/goddesses; a caucindian baby; and the theme of this novel. . . horror/suspense.

I bought another of the 8 movies to die for last week, and only got to watch it last night. The Deaths of Ian Stone. It's #6 in my collection. I didn't see any others at Wal-Mart when I went earlier. I need Borderland and Mulberry Street. I hate that I can't find them now.

Another thing, that should've been mentioned first. . . Ashvini and I celebrated our 7TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY on the 14/15, because I had asked her on the night of the 14th, which was the morn of the 15th for her.  She's so precious to me.  She's so supportive of everything I want in life, and she's always wanting me to do new things. . . like publishing my poetry and go on to college and follow my dream being a computer genius and maybe someday owning a restaurant.  Why would I want to do that?  I've always loved computers, and I love food, so why not own a restaurant where people can enjoy food?  We have rough spots.  We have opposing forces who don't like us being together (I.E. my mom, her former flame who isn't over her, cuz he didn't have the balls to step up; excuse the phrase; and others).  But at the end of the day, we still love each other and care for one another.  We're still together and don't let people bother us.  We both know what we want out of this relationship.  7 Months in, but we know.  We want a life together.  We want forever, we want kids, and all that.  I don't see how she puts up with me, though.

What else?  

Oh, I'm slowly working on Jack Canyon and the Spider Queen, because I taking my time.  I wrote the prologue, but quit.  I know, it's horrible to just stop, but I'm not on a deadline, now am I?  Besides, I reworked what I wanted for the ending.  I wrote a few more poems and finished two short stories of the horror genre.

I guess that's all for now.

Well, I sort of started a new and part time job, which isn't your typical job.  I get paid for what I do.  I started selling stuff on ebay, and I just sold my first item.  It was some giant Darth Vader PEZ dispenser with some other smaller ones.  I ship it off tomorrow, yay!  I have more stuff. . . actually, I have tons of old Star Wars stuff to sell.  I hope I can make plenty of money doing it.  I want to get that new, smaller tablet.  That way, I don't have to spend my own money.  My own money being that money I make from working with my dad's company.  That money will go for college and other stuff.  Ebay might take a while for me to make money, since people bid on your items, but it'll do for now.  And when its on up there, and I can bid on or simply buy the tablet, I'll do it.  *nods*  Yep.  At the moment, I still have 7 items to sell.  I don't like putting too much on there at once.  It gets confusing. 

I had already bought some boxes and other shipping items.  I think I'll just get to the post office and get their free boxes.  My cousin uses ebay more often and knows more, but I figured most of the stuff out myself.  Why?  Cuz I like problem solving.  Might be why I hate my current job; I can't do much thinking in lawn service.  Eventually, I'll get back to college and be able to use this knowledge seeking brain for some good.  GO ME!

Okay, so, I just thought I'd share something.  I'm bored, and excited.  Though, I am sleepy.  Medication, man.  phew.  Off to bed I go.

Well, the snow is quickly melting away, but I did take time this morning, before it started to fade, to take a few more pics. Big mistake we made was letting the mini dachshunds out. They like to run off. The snow was quite deep in areas. I know I stepped off into knee deep snow at one point and got snow in my boot.



Ah, yes. Well, Skeeter had run off and got stuck in a deep hole and my bro went to go get him.



Near the creek too.  What fun.  Its really funny to watch Skeeter and Carson running in the snow.  They hop, since they're so low to the ground. 

I guess that's it.  The snow is just about gone.  The ground is soaked and I'm just about over my cold/flu. 

Well, it has been snowing all day and its covered everything. Trust me, its cold out.



I even have vids:

On a day like this:



All I wanna do is this:

I got a little bored and took some pics of my mom's "Little Brown Boys."


Carson and Skeeter together. Both are miniature dachshunds. They're waiting in the hallway for mom.


Skeeter all by himself. He's longer and skinnier than Carson.


Carson on Bear's bed. Cars is quite the selfish, alpha male. He doesn't want any of the toys unless someone else has them. Then he'll take the toy. He even took the bed, see? Carson is shorter and fatter than Skeeter.


The way lays when in "watch dog" mode he looks very similar to the Sphinx. Also, take a look back at the second pic.


And here's Bear. He's the biggest and the baby. Some might remember him from a previous post.

I totally agree with Rodney McKay's logic.

So, I've been quite sick for sometime now.  Well, for about a week, I guess.  Yesterday morning was horrible.  And this post isn't for the weak of heart.  Though, if you want a wee bit of comedy, do keep reading.

So, yesterday, I was sick.  Duh.  Between vomiting and coughing and sneezing, i was a wreck.  Down side is that I had to go to work at 6 am.  woo. -_-  But alas there is only so much of all that vomiting and coughing and sneezing one can do before he is sent to the doctor, right?  So, after lunch, at 1pm I went to see my family doctor.  By family, I don't really mean he's necessarily my family's doc, but he is related to us.  more yay moments.  Ah, yes, that would be sarcasm. 

So, I had some fun.  Yes, even in dire situations I can be comedic.  Back in 2001 I was in a serious car wreck and still had joking moments with the nurses.  Don't judge me.  They were hot. 

So, the doc comes in.  Don't you just hate doctors?

Doc: So, what's wrong with you?
Me: If I knew that I wouldn't have come here.

So he checked out my breathing, which was fine.  He checked out blood pressure, which is perfect.  I'm healthy and have no fever.  AND have had NO fever the entire time i was ill.  So, then came time for the medicine.  He called up walmart pharmacy and told them what i needed and gave me a slip.  Me being the scientist I am, I wanted to know what they were for and if there were any side effects.  I always wanna know side effects.  What?  I AM a computer scientist.  so, >=P

Doc: You might experience blurred vision; dizziness; drowsiness; dry mouth, throat and nose; nausea; vomiting; diarrhea; light-headedness; headache; or weakness.  Also, you may experience bladder problems, loss of appetite--
Me: Wait!  WHAT?! 
Doc: Loss of appetite.
Me: Ah. Crap.
Doc: Ok. Continuing.  Mental or mood changes.  Which means you could become grumpy.
Me: *laughs*  Doc, I don't need meds that make me grumpy.  I get grumpy enough.
Doc: Also, nervousness; restlessness; vision problems; involuntary trembling; trouble sleeping; disturbed coordination; unusual tiredness or weakness.  *takes deep breath* Chest pain; confusion;
Me: I have enough of that already.
Doc: Fast or irregular heartbeat; fainting; hallucinations; tightness of chest; severe or persistent dizziness or drowsiness; slow, irregular, or difficult breathing; seizures; or unusual bruising or bleeding.
Me: I think I'll just remain sick.  Getting better isn't worth all that.
Doc: Also--
Me: *sigh*
Doc: Vaginal irritation. . .
Me: *blank stare* If that occurs, I'll call you immediately.

Ah, yes.  Then i had to go to walmart and pick up my medicine. 

Clerk: Do you have your ID?
Me: *hands over ID*
Clerk: Hmm. *stares at it*
Me: Trust me.  It's me.  I'm just more handsome in person.

So, by the time I got home at 3pm in the afternoon, I took my meds and passed out.  For two hours.  At 5 we had to go do our cleaning and when i got back home, I went back to sleep for about another 1 1/2 to 2 hours before waking up and getting online at 9.  I only stayed on an hour before the internet got cut off by my mum, who now regulates my internet. 

Gosh, I'm hungry.

Right.  I'm on three different medications that all have similar side effects, which means my chances of getting any of the side effects have tripled. -_- 

I hate food commercials.  GAH!  *runs off to eat*

ETA: Okay, so I went to lunch with the folks.

Mom: You aren't eating much.
Me: Yeah, side effect of the meds.  Along with moodiness.
Mom: But it's hard to tell, since you were so moody before.

=(

 Well, Ashvini's off to med school after a long hiatus.  And the difference in time between here and Malaysia is a good 14 hours.  So, my morning is her night, and my night her morning, you get it?  I'm working all day and don't get in from work in time to see her before she goes off to uni.  And I guess during her nights, she'll be busy with other things. =(  No time for me except on weekends.  Though, that's a long time to wait.  ='( especially when one is used to seeing her everyday.  Though, I do get instant messages left from her.  I miss her already.  Me so lonely. 

Anyone remember this post, which was almost a year ago? I never saw that waitress again, until tonight.  She doesn't work in that restaurant anymore, but that's not where I was.  After work, we stopped at Abe's, which is a nice little "joint" to eat at.  It's not really a restaurant, per se.  More of a small diner.  Anyhoo, not the important bit. 

I was the first inside.  Saw her, thought she looked familiar.  And I hoped everyone had forgotten.  No such luck.  The first words out of my mother's mouth (I call her my mom because. . . I'm not sure really.) but she said "There's Chris' girlfriend from The Ranch."  The Ranch being the restaurant she worked at where she and her boyfriend had made fun of me.  -_-  Let's not get into that.  Where was I?  Too annoyed to keep on track.  OH!  Jericho is on.  *shakes head clear of distractions*  So, I was annoyed the entire time I was there, rude to everyone.  I was being so sarcastic and just rude.  Yeah, I'm usually nice, right?  Well, my dark side gets pretty bad. 

I could smell someone smoking, and saw the person at the bar, and commented in an annoyed tone of how "people shouldn't smoke in here."  The waitress girl, well, she was with a friend, who was smoking, and they were sitting right behind us.  yay.  how lucky i was for my parents to pick the table next to them.  Yeah, that was sarcasm.  Oh, so the other girl says "well, you shouldn't sit in a smoking section."  I didn't hear her.  Nor was I even talking about her.  Some bastard at the bar. . . oh well.  I'm just heavily annoyed my folks bring stupid stuff up.  And to see that blonde bitch again.  YES, I hold grudges.  Though, I try to give people chances.  they get one chance, then fuck up and I hate 'em forever.  Mean?  yeah. . . I know.

Like my girlfriend's friend, Sree.  He's a dodgy bastard, who liked Ash before me.  HE still does, I think, and hates me for it.  I'll return the favor.  Anyway, I tried, since Ash can't receive private packages at home, cuz her folks go through it.  We were gonna send the packages through him.  HE was a pain in the ass about it too, so his chance was blown.  Now, we're using her other friend, Kel.  I don't really know him at all, probably better that way.

ETA: I hate being compared to someone!  Whether its an ex, a friend, or. . . anyone you know.  Allow me to explain.  On the way home from all the above shit, my folks were talking about the preacher who preached Sunday, cuz our preacher resigned.  YAY!  <<not sarcasm.  Anyway, the guy is kinda quiet and shy.  And some dumbass there says: "He reminds me of Chris, cuz they're both so quiet, etc. etc."  Well, its either me quiet or saying how annoying you are.  Which do you want?  hm?   I told my folks that, too.  I don't like talking to people, cuz one, my mom complains that I talk to fast, and I talk "above their heads."  I can't help it if I'm the smartest person in the family, in the room, or the world.  Not my problem.  No, I'm not arrogant, but if you're gonna complain about my talking, I won't talk at all.  Stupid people annoy me.  Ok ok.  So, my brother is like "This preacher's weird.  You know, that guy's right.  You and this preacher are alike."  Of course, later, my dad says: "The quiet, weird people are always the smart ones."  ME: *points to self*  "See?  I'm smart.  I might be weird and quiet, but I'm smart.  But then again, anyone who is smarter than you (my bro) is weird.  Which would be EVERYONE."  Yeah, I'll admit, I think I'm the smartest in my family, but no one else here is as smart as me.  Honest. 

I can hear Ashvini saying: that's scary, cuz he's not really smart. -_-  

Wow, i'm ranting or whatever.  blah.  I go now.