| It's HOT! |
[Jun. 5th, 2006|03:25 pm] |
Well, apparently summer has arrived in sunny Southern California a couple of weeks earlier than expected. It's been smoking hot for the past three days, so hot that our air conditioner isn't even able to keep our tiny little studio apartment cool! That's bad! The poor A/C is working so hard that the freon tubes keep freezing up, and we have to turn it off until they thaw out. I'm guessing that it needs to be serviced, but my request to our manager hasn't produced any results. And now, when we turn it off, it starts leaking, and the water runs down the wall and on to the electrical outlet directly below it. Who was the genius that decided to do that? Well, since this complex was built circa 1940 or so, A/C wasn't a common thing, I suppose; it does seem, however, that when you start adding stuff like that, you'd consider a bit of remodeling to avoid potential fire hazards that might burn down your whole complex.
At any rate, I wish they would get it taken care of, since I am really sensitive to heat, and the past few days, the heat has left me as limp as a dish cloth. Almost makes me wish there was snow up at Big Bear or Wrightwood... you notice that I say 'almost'. If I didn't hate snow almost as much as I hate heat, I might wish for that. I know... can't please me no matter how ya try, huh? I'm just a crabby old lady!
Today is a bit cooler... thank goodness for that! At least I don't feel like I'm buried under a dozen blankets today. I really need to find a bathing suit to fit my Goodyear blimp butt and get out into the pool, and help myself keep cool. Been here two years next month and haven't used the pool a single time. Hesitant to get in due to the aforementioned Goodyear blimp butt. *laughs* |
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| Catching Up |
[May. 24th, 2006|04:42 pm] |
Wow, it's been ages since I added an entry to this journal. I guess that it's because my life is so dull and boring, I don't have much to write about. *grin* Don't get me wrong... I actually LIKE a certain amount of dull and boring. Now that I'm older, I don't have as much a taste for adventure and excitement as I once did.
Anyway, that's the update for the nonce. Maybe something worth writing about will happen later on. |
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| Spring Has Sprung! |
[Mar. 12th, 2005|03:16 pm] |
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Well, a little more than a week and Spring officially begins. It's already getting hot again here in sunny Southern California. Although it hasn't been very cold this winter. The trees are beginning to green up, and the flowers will start blooming again. My favorite time of the year! |
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| Day 2 of New Diet |
[Feb. 5th, 2005|01:44 pm] |
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Started back on the Atkins diet today... really need to get this weight off. It will help both my blood pressure and my sugar. Atkins is a really great diet, and I had no problems with it when I've used it in the past. If I can just get past that 'I'd kill for a piece of bread' mindset that comes over me at the end of the first week, I should do fine. I'm missing the flavored coffee creamers and the Dove chocolates already. I put all the sweets and salty stuff next to the computer so Robert can finish it off for me, and hopefully, I can resist the temptation.
I'm aiming for a goal of 145, although I would really love to be 135 again. However, since I'm a few years older than I was the last time I weighed 135, I have to expect that my ideal weight might be a bit higher than it was then.
Crossing my fingers to have success with the diet. |
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| Hot, hot, hot! |
[Jul. 20th, 2003|03:03 pm] |
Goddess, it is miserably hot here today. My room feels like an oven. I can hardly wait to get our move finished because the new place is so much cooler, even though I hate packing... I hate unpacking... I hate moving in general.
The most redeeming feature of the new place is that FINALLY, after I don't know how long, I will be able to erect my altar on an east wall, where is should properly be, and I will be able to put out my Goddess statue, which I have been leery of putting out her for fear that she would be broken, or worse, stole by my roommate, who feels that everything she likes is hers by default. Don't know how many of my things she has absconded with over the past four years.
Another good thing about the new place is that thee is so little negativity in it... it has a calm and peaceful ambiance to it, and I am sure that I will be able to be at peace both spiritually and mentally there. The only negative vibes that may arise might between Misty and Eddie, and if I have to, I will put a hex on both of them so that any angry words that pass between them will cause exceptional pain in the most delicate of places. Mwahahaha! An evil little witch am I! But I will have peace and quiet and tranquility there no matter what! Four years of THIS insane asylum has been more than enough!
As soon as I get all my altar equipment unpacked, I am going to do a full-on, super-duper house blessing and protection spell to make sure that any negative and spiteful little gremlins hanging around are blown out the door. I simply WILL have peace and tranquility or ELSE! |
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| The Loss of Something Important |
[Jul. 12th, 2003|03:49 pm] |
When I was nine, I was accidentally shot in the head with a steel tipped arrow... an injury that nearly pierced my skull. I was rushed to the doctor by my mother, and a small metal plate was placed over the wound to protect that delicate portion of my skull. From that day forward, a blow to the head in the right spot would send me into a blind rage and make me into a creature that knew no pain, was unstoppable, and would allow me to steamroll over anything that challenged me. Mind me, it was not a beast that I turned loose for trivial offenses... it was something that reserved itself for only the most dire circumstances. I would go so far as to say that on various occasions, my 'demon' as I have always jokingly called it, has saved my life. Knowing that it was with me gave me the courage to walk through this world without fear of the dangers that pervade it. It gave me the strength to deal with extraordinary situations that arose, such as the time I was working in a homeless shelter, and one of the residents, a six foot, three inch, 300 pound trucker threatened to harm the wife of the shelter's owner because she had asked him to leave as he was violating one of the shelter's rules by drinking on the premises. The demon enabled me to almost nonchalantly expel him from the property even though I was only half my size.
Today, after my roommate slapped me in the face, and my demon leaped to the surface, my son was able to keep me from hurting her in response. Although I am glad that I didn't hurt her, I am now feeling very bereft and vulnerable. Even five years ago, with the demon roused, I would have been able to sweep him aside like he was a three year old. Today, he was able to hold me down and keep me from being able to hurt anyone. I am grateful that he was able to do that, because I have never had the demon leap off on a friend or someone who was not threatening me with harm, and I would never have consciously tried to hurt her... it was just that slap in the face that brought it out.
So... the demon is going away... and with it goes my ability to walk through the world without fear of the evil in it. I know now that I am nothing more that a dying old woman, and that the demon that has protected me all my life is dying with me. I am losing an integral part of my being that has protected me and kept me safe for so many years, and there is a shrinking hollow spot inside me where it lives, and I am diminishing with that spot. I will be more vulnerable to the bad things that happen in life now, and I grieve for the loss. |
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| Easter |
[Apr. 20th, 2003|09:35 pm] |
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Supposed to be a 'hoppy' Easter today, but I have been too tired to enjoy it. Just another day... like Christmas, my birthday, any day that 'normal' people celebrate. I just don't have any kind of holiday spirit. Or any kind of spirit at all, for that matter. I feel like everything inside me is just simply draining out. I'm exhausted all the time. Wish I could figure why. With my luck, I'm following my mom's footsteps toward the wonderful world of diabetes. The good folks of Kaiser seem to think that I have undiagnosed chronic fatigue syndrome. It would be nice if I could afford to go to the doctor to find out if I have either of those ailments, and get treated if I have either, however, I guess that would be too much like doing the right thing in the eyes of the universe. |
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| UGH! |
[Mar. 30th, 2003|01:56 pm] |
Lady Bright, I just hate being sick! Have had the damned flu for about two weeks now, but it was only an annoyance up until four days ago, and then it hit me like a sledge hammer, and I simply could NOT get out of the bed. I woke up on Tuesday morning with no voice and feeling like I had no bones. My roommate, for whom I am the caregiver, had to fend for herself these past few days, and my grandkids ran amok because I couldn't get out of bed, and their Uncle Robert had to deal with it in his own inimitable style-- which meant the Prince of Darkness being confined to his playpen, and Michelle fleeing to spend most of her time with her best friend, Alexis. Seems like Eddie (son-in-law) could have asked his sister to watch them while I was confined to the bed like that, but no... she's not the one who gets paid for keeping them, so she shouldn't have to watch them (according to him). Doesn't seem to make any difference to him that the kids might wind up as sick as I was... just couldn't put any strain on his precious, delicate sister... the same loving sibling that threw his brand new Playstation 2 in the swimming pool because someone broke one of her glasses from the 99 cent store. Some day, me and him are going to step outside, and I'm going to kick his big fat Guatemalan ass for the way he treats my daughter and my grandkids. I don't have a clue why Misty puts up with that horse hockey out of him. I wouldn't have allowed her dad to do that to me, and I thought I raised her with a bone in her back. It sure pisses me off when he pulls that machismo crap on her.
Well, guess it's easy to tell that I'm feeling better again, since I'm back to bitchin' about everything. *laughs* Hope I don't get sick again for a long, long time! |
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| What Fantasy Race Are You?' Quiz |
[Mar. 23rd, 2003|05:44 pm] |
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You're an elf
What Fantasy Race Are You?
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So, I'm an Elf. Kewl! Seems pretty accurate; when I'm playing one of my RPGs, I usually pick a magic caster, and long range weapons like bows. Don't know why, since they always seem to have the lowest hitpoints and weakest weapons. Guess it's my 'fight for the underdog' thing... either that or that outdated belief in truth, justice and the American way. Playing a priest in Dark Stone right now, and I keep getting my butt kicked. Really wanted to play with the Paladin/Warrior guy, but since it seem to stop me from acquiring any magic spells any higher than 30 magic, I was too annoyed with it. Next level up to use the newer spell books I was finding was 55, and the game was stopping me at 50. That sucks! So I just went and created my priest, and I'm already passed the 55 MPs it takes to use the spell books I'm finding now.
Sometimes some of these damed games have some of the stupidest rules and regulations I every saw. Squaresoft is one of the worst about annoying the crap out of me with their silly mini games. If I could get my hands on the programmer who created the chocobo breeding crap in Final Fantasy VII, and the Triple Triad card game in FF VIII, I would burn them at the stake! I simply hate both of those idiot mini-games!
Well enuf bitchin' for today. I'm an ELF! Elthia Calasiuove!
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| No More War! |
[Mar. 21st, 2003|11:13 am] |
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I am very disappointed with some of my friends who are eagerly supporting the war on Iraq, and cannot understand why it is that they can't see how much that it is harming the country. The United States already has its detractors, people like Osama Bin Laden, who are willing to come on to American soil to kill our citizens, and some of our own people don't seem to care about the fact that Bin Laden's complaint lies in the fact that the US interfered with the government of HIS country. Bin Laden is a monster of our own creation, and this war creates even more like him, people who want no interference in their politics by outside sources. The protest over the US being in Iraq again is world-wide and overwhelming. The stories of people taking to the streets in every country of the world in protest over it are in the news daily. Countries which once showed their support for us after 9/11 are now denouncing the United States, and this war is alienating more and more people everywhere.
We are NOT self-sufficient here... we rely on products from other countries every day. What if in protest, the oil-producing nations of the Middle East decided to place an embargo on oil shipped to the United States? We don't produce enough crude oil here to supply the demands of the entire country. Gas prices would become even more ridiculous than they already are. What if Japan decided to protest by placing an embargo on the technology that we are now so addicted to? And other countries on whose products we rely to meet the demands of our public. We'd be in a mess for sure.
I've heard and read reports from American citizens who went abroad to see other countries, only to be spit on, verbally abused, and even had their lives threatened. How much longer will it be before the citizens of this country will no longer be able to travel the world freely for fear of losing their lives, and be confined to this country?
The future of this country and every other country of the world is bleak if we do not stop all this nonsense! |
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