I bought a cool CD, the soundtrack to a very cool movie that nobody saw because the marketing was so crappily handled, everyone thought it was a Sharon Stone feelgood movie, which it was not.
It’s called ‘The Mighty’ and has the cooooolest music! (Except the soundtrack CD doesn’t have my favourite scene in it… shucks…)
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I almost never post in the designated MPSIMS threads, but here goes.
My best friend, Livi, is taking care of the house while her dad frolicks about Europe. Last week, the construction workers next door accidently dropped a tree on her roof. It rained day before yesterday, and the whole dining room flooded. The carpeting and the roof both have to be replaced now. The good news is that the construction company is fixing it for free, since it was their fault. The bad news is that she has no idea how to reach her father and let him know what happened. She called her mom (who lives in France), but there’s not much that she can do.
I feel bad for Livi. This comes right on the tail of finding out that she might have some disease/disorder that I can’t remember the name of. Basically, she may have extra uturean (sp??) lining on her stomach and other places which causes her a lot of pain during menstruation and sex. And she might not bea ble to have kids. The worst part, is that she can’t even find out if she’s got it or not without surgery.
Carl was poisoned yesterday. Some asshole poured bleach in the ice machine at the Smoothie King where he works. He and a customer both ate some. Now his throat is burned, and he’s not supposed to have anything but clear liquids until Friday. He’s going to miss Thanksgiving!
In a few days it will be the first anniversary of his dad’s finacé’s death. She died of a flesh-rotting bacteria (yeah, ech) a few days after Thanksgiving last year. People seem to die around Carl a lot.
Since bad things come in threes, I wonder if I’m next.
My parents got a puppy. This is the third dog that we’ve had since my mom and step-dad got married. The first two had to go when we moved into our new house. They were too big and hyper and destructive. This dog is cute, and will never get any bigger than our cats.
Today was pretty cool. My whole family is gathered at my parent’s house in preperation for Thanksgiving. My adorable six-year-old niece, Kristin, is here. I love hanging out with her.
I also got to go out with my friend, Amanda. She brought me a present – a copy of Modern Bride. Even though it will be four years out of date by the time that I plan my wedding, it was fun to look through.
My mom was not especially pleased by this gift. She doesn’t seem to want to accept my engagement. She never mentions it, and talks about my future as though Carl doesn’t exist. It hurts me, but I just politely add him into whatever scenario she is dreaming up. (ie, she says “You’ll probably move back in with us after college.” I say, “I guess that depends on where Carl and I are then.”)
He seems to be much more serious about our relationship than Mom is. He always tells me how he can’t wait to get married and start having kids, and how he wishes that we could just do it now. But he understands that I have to finish school, first. He even saved up $600 (without telling me) to offer me in case I need it for next semester’s tuition.
He was going to talk to a Marine recruiter yesterday, but I bet he didn’t get to what with his trip to the emergency room and all. I don’t think that he wants to join the military (and I really don’t want him to), because even though he always talks about it, if he really wanted to, he’d just do it, right? He thinks that he has no choice. He wants to support me and make a good living, and I think he’s hoping that I can come live with him on base while I finish school. Have a military wedding and all that. I’m going to talk to him about it tomorrow, because I really don’t want him to leave me for four years unless he really wants this.
Wow, I could C&P this right into my journal. Hope I didn’t bore y’all.
Cessandra
Why sex is better than religion: You can scream “Oh, God” during sex, but just try saying “Oh, f***” in church!
Voguevixen: you saw PSB? Whatdya think? I loved their concert in Montreal.
got a new job that pays better(I sell bread)! My son got a perfect report card(needs to spell neater,tho,typical boy),and I am typing from my Home computer,which I never would’ve gotten if i could stay away from the sdmb. But i can’t. None of you are pointless or mundane(or tuesdane) 
see ya in the mornin…
BEATLE - Good luck in the next coming weeks! Maybe you need to get out of o&g and go into something that will never go away, like McDonalds (the next fossil fuel, our bodies in 1 million years) 
In other mundania: I’m packed for the trip. Hubby will pack in a few short hours. I went to bed right after Carsten with a migraine
(induced by the overcast weather,I hope. Every time I read about aspartame/nutrasweet stuff I get paranoid.) and it is now 130am and really don’t feel like sleeping and the thought of actually doing my “insomnia” work, like filing the mound of papers on this desk is not appealing ( it never is.)
Not so mundania: My father in law was in his fourth accident since 1991 yesterday afternoon. Again, not his fault. This man is the wandering Bermuda Triangle since the Big Accident. He wasn’t hurt and his van got a crumpled fender.(Had he had a smaller car, it would have been really bad. And would have cancelled our trip and that would have given root to the feeling that I’ve had that this trip will never happen.)
He was with a a german visiting relation: his great aunts boyfriend. Ironic thing is the last accident he had (about 2 years ago) happened in the exactly same intersection with his great aunt in the van. Some teenager in an Aries Kcar did not stop at all and rammed into the back of his handicap equipped Ford Econoline.It was stop and go traffic. The kid had no seat belt on and hit his head on the windshield. The Kcar is now totalled. (this makes a total of four vehicles that have hit my FIL that he has totalled. He should do crash up derbies.) Because my father in law is paralized, he went to the hospital as a precautionary measure. This time after xrays and stuff, he is really fine. ( The last time he had cracked ribs and a concussion and didn’t know it for three days, the hospital got into some serious pooh pooh about letting that slip by.) (or was that the second accident? I forget, it’s blurry now.)
Regretfully, he is an expert at this kind of thing and went immediately ( after hospital) to AAA and filed his claim and got the ball rolling for that stuff.
SO, gentle reader, this could be my last truly mundane post of November. December’s postings will be after a fun filled week in England and quite possibly have some kind of relevance.
BTW, I do read all the postings in here.
Cessandra, your friend, is it endimetriosis that she thinks she has? As for Livi, poor girl, trial by fire with the insurance companies. Her Dad is probably better off Not knowing what is going on while he is away.
Cessandra, make sure that your friend calls her dad’s homeowner’s insurer, even if the construction company says they’ll pay for everything. Just in case. Put them on notice right away; if it turns out they aren’t needed so much the better, but not a good idea to take any chances, or to “wait and see.”
-Melin
Cessandra, even if you don’t meet me in January, you may end up meeting my sister. She’s a wedding photographer there in Houston.
Cess, that would be endometriosis and I am probably going to be finding out sometime in the near future what my staus is with that disease. It isn’t major surgery ti see if you have it. They do a procedure called a laparoscopy, which consists of having a small incision made somewhere in the abdominal area and then a camera is inserted so the doctor can look around at all the organs and see if there is endometriosis. I am not exactly looking forward to having this done, but it is better than the pain of the disease.
Yesterday morning around 7 am, as I was walking to work, I saw a raccoon get run over by 4 or 5 cars. Not a pretty sight. The poor lil critter by blinded by the headlights. I saw him cross the street (yes, this was downtown! What was he doing there in the first place? How did he get here? Did he hitchhike?) and thought, “Uh oh, you’re not going to make it across safely…”. Sigh. If only he’d died instantly but no… he tried to get up a few times. Poor thing. 
If all else fails, immortality can always be assured by spectacular error.
– John Kenneth Galbraith
A big loss. My kid lost the lid to the battery compartment of his Game Boy. Also the rechargeable battery quit working, just over the 90 day warranty.
Saw a squirrel laid out on its back in the street.no blood. Bus driver said,are you sure its dead? Yah,unless squirrel’s like to lie sprawled out on the street!
Michelle and Shirley:
Yes, it was endometriosis. I know it’s not a major surgery, but she’s still pretty freaked out.
Melin:
Don’t worry, the insurance company has already been called.
Mike:
Still like to meet ya. And I won’t be meeting any wedding photographers any time soon. I still have four years to go.
I am bored, bored, bored.
I’m hungry, but nothing in my place looks good to me.
I re-joined a book club. The books came in today. I got: Incubus, I Know This Much Is True, Memoirs of a Geisha, Hearts in Atlantis, and Good Things, a Martha Stewart craft book. I love books!
I am thinking of trying to pick up a part time day job at a general practice. However, I have gotten really used to having 4 days off every week! I get bored a lot but sitting at home reading a book still sounds better than going to WORK. An extra 80 bucks or so a week would be nice though.
(I already asked this elsewhere)
Dog question. Can dogs eat pork?
Dogs can eat pork, but the question is, why would you feed it to him? Pets should not eat table scraps, fatty stuff especially.
It seems I won’t be having that date with “frisky” girl today, since she’s at work all day today.
Hehe, it looks like my little brother Kevin finally made friends with the kids across the street. Except for me and my other brother, he never seems to play with anyone until now.
I still got insomnia. Waking up at 3 in the afternoon is not fun.
My dad has his peter peppers out in the backyard drying out so he can plant the seeds and grow some more of them. Ugh, I hope he doesn’t plant them near the “urinating boy” fountain.
Everyone around me wonders why I don’t play video games anymore. When I was young, everyone called me “Mr. Nintendo” because they always saw me play games all day and all night. And now, I see my N64 collecting dust. Kind of weird, one time, I’m addicted to it; now, I don’t care about it anymore.
Michelle: They shouldn’t? I just fed my cat around a handful of turkey yesteray. Is anything going to happen to him?
Michelle: It was my just wondering question about dogs in India. Pet food has to be made of something over there, unless they use scraps and leftovers only. As far as people go, Muslims in India apparently eat beef.
sunbear: I did not realize that you were thinking along the lines of using pork as a protien source in a processed pet food. I thought you meant feeding it right off the table or something. I don’t think many brands here use pork, most of them are beef, chicken, and lamb. Special foods for pets with health problems use duck, venison, and rabbit.
Louie: as long as the turkey wasn’t covered in gravy, or fatty skin, your cat should be fine. Just don’t make a habit of offering table foods, ok? Ask your vet about pancreatitis.
Louie –
Seems like next to a statue of a peeing boy would be the perfect place for growing PETER peppers, haw, haw!
Went to the fabric store yesterday and bought a truly intrigueing pattern from the Butterick Retro collection (1952) that when finished is a sort of rectangle (with darts and fasteners, etc) with a hole in the middle that you put your head through, then the back wraps around to fasten in the front and you have this smashing fitted bodice, tiny-waisted voluminous skirted dress. I was trying to find a picture online so I could link to it but apparently the Butterick site doesn’t have their catalog loaded yet or something, I couldn’t get it to work anyway. For any of you who sew and are curious it’s Butterick P408, next time you’re in the fabric store. I’m about halfway finished (only about a million miles of bias tape to apply) and I’ll let you know if it’s successful or not. (I’m guessing that even though I cut it to a size larger than I usually wear, I’m not going to be able to fit it around my thick midriff )
“What’s the meaning
When you speak with so much feeling?
Is it over when you’re sober?
Is it junk?
You only tell me you love me when you’re drunk.”
I just came back from a very nice (and very cold) four day break in Prague. The city was very old and beautiful. Unfortunately it’s back to work on Monday, and I’m seriously thinking of a complete career change. Ho hum.
[ Crusoe Takes A Trip ]