Tue, Aug. 5th, 2008, 08:53 am
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Sun, Aug. 3rd, 2008, 12:38 am
Day 2 of unemployment.
Day 1 was a mass flurry of activity while we went through and began the process of sorting out 15+ years of our lives. It halted abruptly today. I'm sore, and realistically, we needed to focus on the what and how.
I slept in, blessedly late. Got up and took the kid to Irwindale Speedway for her weekend 'job' that pays for colorguard, then went to visit Gary's mom and to take her our Tivo, since it's no longer needed at the store. We had a chat with her while getting it set up.
We then left there, drove back to Glendora, dropped off some cool ties with Sue that'd been ordered by a customer (yay I get $60 when the gal comes in to pick 'em up). Went over and spent $7 that we shouldn't have at the local cheapass Mexican place to buy a couple carne asada burritos, and sat and talked over burritos to try to figure out what we really need to do. The obvious, of course, is get jobs and get the hell out of here. But we came to the realization that really, that's about all we need to change in our lives right now, and that's enough.
Got a call from Gary's mom, realized we'd left something at her house, went back down to get it, then drove over to Bonelli Park to look at potential locations to park a motor home. It's a nice place, surprisingly. We may end up living there. Cheaper than getting an apartment in this area, that's for damned sure.
Left there, drove over to Arcadia, visited with the sister-in-law. Chatted with her for a couple hours, then went to pick up the kid from Irwindale Speedway. Got to see her behind the counter of the concession stand this time, which was a plus - wish I'd had my camera on me right then, because I would've gotten a kick out of taking a pic of all the COHSers crammed into that tiny space. It's half-band, half-colorguard, all chaos.
Came home, I took a shower, and then the shitstorm started.( Shitstorm behind cut.Collapse )
Anyhow. So that's the shitstorm.
And now, I prepare to head to bed so that I can go out and sell what existing cool ties I have tomorrow during the heat of the day with the kid and Gary in tow. And then I'll see about making s'more. I have supplies for at least 100 cool ties. I sell 'em for $5 each. That's $500 there, if I can sell 'em all.
But that is the update of the moment. More concrete information will come sooner or later.
Fri, Aug. 1st, 2008, 01:41 pm
Having a shitty day.
Mom showed up at the store and did one of her idiotic executive decisions, as if she had any clue of what, actually, was going on. We quit.
Completely, utterly, we are DONE. I'm so done it's sinful. Moreover, I couldn't care less anymore.( And if you want to hear more, here's the post.Collapse )
Tue, Jul. 29th, 2008, 02:14 pm
Yes, there was an earthquake. It was initially rated at 5.8, it was downgraded after study to 5.4. The epicenter was in the Chino area, about 19 miles southeast of here.
Yes, we're fine. One customer fled the store when the earthquake hit. Most of the books fell off of the book wall, a card rack fell over, some pottery and kachinas went skydiving. The pottery all survived intact, the two kachinas that broke have already been repaired, and while the picture of Dad fell on his face, it too has been returned to its full upright position.
But I am posting to state that while Gary was at work here (where I'm at now), I was not. I was at home. And when the quake really began to shake us up, Amber made the most unusual sound. My best description for it is halfway between a startled scream and an indignant YAWP. (After all, the last sizeable shaker, she was like 1 year old for and just glared at us and fell back asleep during.) Neither of us moved from our locations until the shaking stopped, and then we sort of babbled at each other about previous quakes, I bemoaned not having surfed this one, and we went to inspect the house. (Stuff fell, nobody died.)
There was a faint smell of paint thinner in the garage, so something must have sloshed, but there was no gas leak or anything of that nature. There's no broken windows or major structural damage.
But man, it was a good shaker. Not a really scary quake, but a good, solid shaker.
I had fun. :)
You don't have to be nuts to live here... but it helps.
Tue, Jul. 15th, 2008, 11:01 pm
My kid made a dancing robot video.
I'm not sure how, exactly, to define dancing robots other than to show you.
This, in particular, is a rather sad and lonely dancing robot. Except for the parts where he's not.
He also has hair like Kokopelli and blue eyes. (Unlike the pink-eyed robots. Who he's not friends with.)
Here. You go look.
Maybe you can comprehend my daughter's insanity.
I know that I appreciate her insanity, as it complements my own. But I do not understand it.
(If the concept of dancing robots disturbs you, you may wish to watch her dancing teddy bears
Sun, Jul. 13th, 2008, 08:18 pm
Still pretty antisocial right now. It sucks.
Money's tight. I've taken to walking to the supermarket with a pocket full of coupons and eating whatever I can find on sale (or, in some cases, what's on sale combined with a coupon. I had Hawaiian bread the other day that ended up costing me 70 cents instead of $3.50). I'm hating life.
Kid got hooked on Runescape again. She got me hooked on it, too. I've spent much of the last couple days there once work's over. (Thank you all for suggestions of games, btw. She went through the list and glomped onto a handful to play, although Runescape is currently winning.)
Can't find a RP character to play that fits my criteria right now. I like the chars I have, but they aren't what I want to play at the moment, and what I want to play is not an option. This infuriates me, and therefore, it's just as well that I'm playing Runescape instead. I applied for one roster char that sounded interesting and got turned down, so I figure now just isn't the time. Maybe some year.
I'm still not talking about my uncle's death. But his dogs are doing well. My brother went out to the house there to help rip out the mess there this weekend. I would've gone, but Sue is now off work for three weeks, and therefore, I won't be going anywhere, which sucks. However, when she's back, there are plenty of options to go out there and help out with the Project of the Moment. The house needed someone to rip it apart and remove the scent of dog, nicotine, Bachelor Male Stench, and spilled beer a very, very long time ago.
I think that's pretty much everything I've got right now. Maybe more later.
Mon, Jul. 7th, 2008, 04:23 am
Not -quite- ready to talk about the funeral stuff. I'm suffering a bout of clinical depression at the moment and just really am not up to thinking about it yet.
But I do have something else to think about, spawned by (of all things) watching TV. Therefore, you get a pointless middle-of-the-night ramble that will go absolutely nowhere, but which makes you scratch your head and go 'huh', because that's what I was doing when it popped into my mind.( Subculture?Collapse )
It's just one of those things that make you go 'hmmmm'.
And I'm going to take my 'hmmmmm'ing self and go back to bed again.
Fri, Jul. 4th, 2008, 08:16 pm
I'm beyond numb today.
Tomorrow is my uncle's funeral. I'm unenthused.
Early this afternoon, we went over to Lane Bryant so that I could do a little clothes-shopping. Anyone who knows me will know that I hate shopping for clothing. I live in jeans and t-shirts, typically. But I got some 'nice clothes' for my uncle's funeral, and given that I still have $100 of my $150 giftcard left, I may go back and get some shorts and tops later. I haven't decided yet.
We went to my sister-in-law's house for a BBQ, and I sort of... sat there. I'm not conversational right now. But I played with the baby (well, one-year-old) a bit.
We then hit Walmart on the way home. I am teh sulk, though, because they no longer carry cross-stitch supplies. They do carry cheap-ass shoes, which was one of my primary goals there, and I got those... but dammit, I wanted to cross-stitch tonight. Grumble. Now I have to find somewhere to get flosses/aida cloth cheaply.
And in the morning, we troop out to Canyon Country en-masse to go sit in a building at a cemetery that my uncle isn't going to be interred at, to talk to people we barely know about someone who I really haven't let myself realize is gone. And then we go to my cousin's wife's family's house to go do more talking.
I don't want to talk. I don't want to think. I don't want to socialize.
I just... want to sit here.
Fri, Jun. 27th, 2008, 05:20 pm
So, my uncle's funeral will be on July 5th. He's already been cremated, apparently.
My cousin's wife's family (I'm not sure how better to describe the in-laws than that) had an extra slot in a mausoleum where her grandfather was originally intended to be interred. However, apparently the title cannot be transferred, so my uncle's ashes will be living at his house with the dogs for the duration. It's a good place for him to be.
I haven't had the guts to ask yet what killed him. I'll get around to it sooner or later. It's just... not yet.
I've been reclusive for the last week, for some strange reason. This is not to say that I'm not reclusive normally, because I am. I've just been moreso.
The numb still hasn't worn off. I suppose this is a good thing on the whole. My rational mind says that it is, anyhow. My emotions still scream that I'm a heartless bitch. We'll see which wins out in the end.
In other, more vaguely entertaining news, I had a fascinating discussion with the teen-monster today. I was trying to get out the door for work, of course, which meant that my time to chat was severely limited. But she mentioned that she's getting tired of the game(s) she's involved with now, and is looking for something new to do for the summer.
I asked her in passing if she was at all interested in gaming in a textual medium. After all, her folks are both big into that sort of stuff. She admitted that right now, she's tired of RP, since she does a lot of that via message boards (Gaia Online, mostly), and said that she's really looking for a fantasy-based MMO. (Her words, not mine.) If you happen to know of any decent freebie MMORPG-type graphical games that're fantasy based, please let me know. I can't afford to fund a WoW addiction right now, nor can I fund Evercrack or anything else like that, so it has to be a freebie. She's already involved in FLYFF and in Maple Story. She's also a beta-tester for Pirates of the Carribean Online, so she's already hooked in deep in the Disney stuff, and is rather overtired of that, too. (Yes, my kid beta-tests for Disney. Go Geek Family.)
She also said that she might be interested in text-based RP games later on this summer, since graphical games get tiresome after 3-ish weeks of active play. So if you know of a game which has a good interactive, quality-RP playerbase, is friendly, is willing to work with one person who's new to live-typing RPGs, and who doesn't mind a mom and her 15-year-old wandering around vacantly trying to get familiarized with the theme (because yes, it's a package deal, I'd get a char there too just out of self-defense and so I could understand what she's going on about), let me know. Said characters do not have to be related, but they likely will have to know each other. Roster systems acceptable, chargen systems acceptable. Adult themes are acceptable to a point, she -is- after all my kid, and since she tells me dirty jokes, I accept the realization that while she's too young to breed, she's capable of it - she is in high school, after all. (And if she dares to try it before she's 18, I WILL hit her with my quarterstaff, because I do own one, and I hit hard. Raaaawr.)
... I think that's it for now. Look, I can haz post. Go me.
Mon, Jun. 23rd, 2008, 05:31 am
... less than eight minutes, and the numb set in again.
I really am a heartless bitch.