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dvd  10 150x150 Glenn Beck + Insecurities = Meghan McCain is Fat?Pardon my odd posting schedule, apparently my phone-to-blog posting isn’t working so I had a few to publish that had been saved to draft. Annoyed.

Anyway, I’m slow on the draw with this, but a few days ago I was directed to a video of Glenn Beck on The O’Reilly Factor being held to standard by Papa Bear for stupid, bully-like insults hurled at John McCain’s daughter Meghan. It seems that Meghan stripped clothing off of her shoulders (pretty much only her shoulders, below which she was not filmed) for a skin cancer awareness PSA and Beck found the time, apparently while relaxing at the Bart Simpson Hair Salon, to pretend to vomit at the thought of Meghan naked and suggest she put on a burqa to cover up.


As you can see, she’s hideously disfigured by rays of sunshine in her hair.

dvd  11 150x150 Glenn Beck + Insecurities = Meghan McCain is Fat?Is it just me, or is Meghan McCain gorgeous? She looks like Candice Accola, I haven’t noticed her being hugely fat or in any way ugly, in fact she’s so gorgeous that it makes me wonder if she criticized Beck and he couldn’t take it because of a history of pretty girls making ass fun of him? Because the way he lashed out was so far below juvenile that it lands him in the midst of schoolyard bullies, because calling her fat or ugly because you don’t agree with her is pretty childish, especially because it’s entirely untrue. To make time in a busy schedule of eating cookie dough and crying to the camera just to take pot shots at a woman for doing something… awesome? Are you as big a dummy as you pretend to be? Don’t you ever think about these stupid things before you do them? No wonder Fox kicked your ass to the curb.


Those Tea Party Patriots are classy, aren’t they?

Now, I don’t agree with many of the things McCain and her family stand for, but she’s always struck me as intelligent and makes a better case for her beliefs than Beck ever could. The same goes for O’Reilly, I don’t agree with him but it’s hard not to like him. Beck, on the other hand, it’s hard to even take seriously.


Papa Bear has some choice words for Beck.

Glenn, let me let you in on something here. You have absolutely no room to talk about Meghan when she looks like she looks, and you look like you look (which resembles a perverted cartoon’s face stamped into biscuit dough). Even O’Reilly, who tried to make you look like a good guy (should thank him for that, P.S.) said what you did was “dopey” and that if he were Cindy McCain he’d slap you. You and all the other fakey patriots who scream and kick pajama feet at the sky whenever someone disagrees with you can all go to that island and leave the real producers behind. I’ll even christen the ship and buy you new wayfairers.

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I can’t believe I missed posting about this earlier! Chalk it up to a very hectic life and my still trying to get my land legs in my new job, which I hate but you web development doesn’t pay the bills when you suck at it, lol.

As everyone already knows (but I just have to gush over) President Obama produced his long form birth certificate. The next day he gave a hilarious, albeit mean spirited, roast of Donald Trump and a few other choice idiots at the White House Correspondence Dinner and to top it all off? The United States has finally done away with Osama Bin Laden – or so we’re told, but I’m inclined to believe that you’d need to be a whole other kind of stupid to fake something like this when about to run for re-election.

No matter how it all came about, I have to say that it’s some serious bad-assery on Obama‘s part. Still, the Birther’s rage on. I wonder if they just need a hug or something? Or a nap?

At any rate, hopefully that dies and is done with. Of course, as soon as this happened my mom (a psycho conservative) started referring to Obama as “My President”, so that’s just weird. If you’re going to be stupid, at least stand up for your dumb ass convictions.

Now onto this Bin Laden thing. The speech about that was intense, though a bit long winded. We gathered around the White House livestream like people used to huddle around their radio and listen to the latest news from Washington. We knew for almost an hour beforehand that what the President would announce was most likely the death of Osama Bin Laden, but we listened anyway and it was actually fairly inspiring. Of course we’re in no way safe, but at least we’ve got something to show for this stupid war – not sure if it offsets the cost, though. In money or lives. Also seems a bit convenient for it to happen at the beginning of Obama‘s bid for re-election, doesn’t it? All of this to happen at once?

Convenient or not, still very cool. Bush can suck it, Palin can suck it, Beck can suck it, Trump can suck a couple more. Congratulations Mr. President on your Best Week Ever!

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As I’m sure everyone already knows, Glenn Beck is finishing out the year on Fox News and then signing off to, uh. I think fight sharks with a ray gun, side by side with Jesus.

I have several issues with Beck, one of which is that he’s a minor cog in the Conservative Propaganda Machine that pollutes the feeble minded and paranoid among us. Like the rest of the cogs he fills the air with the thick incense of government take overs, minority/race paranoia and woman hating. Everyone is coming to take your guns and money, nobody loves America but YOU, and a woman who speaks her mind (or stands up for herself) is a bitch.

He seems to have an undeserved sense of accomplishment. He’s a dangerous guy, because he knows he’s lying but the people who believe him don’t seem to notice it – even though it’s obvious. He seems to pull these conspiracy theories out of thin air, most of the ones I’ve heard don’t make any sense. Then again, I don’t think the government is rifling through my trash to make sure I’m feeding my dog Big Brother-approved dog treats.

In his defense, though, he doesn’t seem crazy. Not even a little bit. If he believed this stuff, that would be a whole other story but he seems like he gets it. It’s the Wingnut Gallery that seem to eat it up without ever thinking about it. Notice the operative part of that sentence? Without ever thinking about it. So no, Beck isn’t crazy – he’s what every other right wing nutjob is: A lying crybaby.

At any rate, this blog post actually isn’t about Glenn Beck, it’s about Jon Stewart and the awesome video below in which he impersonates Beck in an attempt to explain why he’s leaving the network – at least for the time being:

To be honest I have no desire to see Beck back on screen, but no real desire to keep him off so long as I don’t have to watch him, listen to him, etc. As it stands now I tend to ignore him when he’s brought up by the local Mormon population – and they do, every chance they get, because they freak out like Twilight fans whenever someone seen as a member of the LDS church gains fame.

Whatever happens, I wish him well in his career. But if he knocks on my door with a Book of Mormon, I’m turning the lights off.

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I just had a fun time over at at Big Hollywood, which I was referred to during a chat with a friend of mine in Oregon. It seems that Atlas Shrugged is being adapted for the big screen, and the best part? Conservatives are rallying around it like it’s Passion of the Christ II.

Now, I have no issues with them adapting it for film. In fact, I think it’s a good idea since it seems like most of the people who use Rand’s concepts as armor haven’t even read the book and it may be easier in an age of rapid-fire information to take it in visually like that.

I actually don’t like the book, or a lot of Rand’s work. What I didn’t realize is that being outspoken in some places is a capital offense. In their defense, what I said was snotty (albeit, not aimed at anyone) – I basically said I thought Rand was an idiot (though I should have clarified, I actually meant delusional and egotistical), that Atlas Shrugged isn’t about what people think it is in my opinion, and that people who don’t get it are making odd, weird statements about it and applying it where it doesn’t belong and it flat out makes America look stupid.

See? Snotty, lol. Since I was being a smart ass (which I’m used to being), I thought I’d get a couple of just as snotty comebacks and maybe come out of it either a little wiser or with a new perspective. If those things cost a million bucks? Would’ve gladly paid it, because what I got was ridiculous.

In one post alone? 3 or so different people went off on me. Because I didn’t agree with them, and dared say so, I was a Troll. I was ignorant, angry and came there looking for a fight. Well, it’s too bad I didn’t because that’s what I got.

The first person to respond to me was fairly civil (we exchanged a few blows, but it seems like we were both confused as to what the other one was saying) – we parted on decent terms. The other two were a nightmare and a treasure. The treasure was a troll himself disguised as a regular, trying his damndest to make me angry but it just came out kind of sad. The other one was purposely (it seems) misinterpreting what I was saying to try to make it sound like I was presenting a different argument. The whole thing was more or less frustrating.

Well I surfed around to the other posts and made a comment, a disagreeing comment but I tried to be nice about it – chopped my head off. So I went to another one, this time a post about the Muslim Brotherhood and asked NICELY what it was, because working with Conservatives I’d heard about it before but I didn’t really know what it was.

It all seems to come down to, “If you don’t agree with me, either I’ll force you to or you’ll just disappear.”

One commentor actually mentioned, on a post I was smart enough not to get too involved with, that all Muslims should be kicked out of America because it just ‘safer that way’. Um. Who, exactly, is safer that way? Then we remove the Chinese because of fair trade issues, so no more Chinese people in America. Then we remove the Mexicans, all of them, even the legal ones or the four or fifth generation ones because of those who are illegal.

Then we remove anyone else who’s brown or yellow because, well, why not? Then it’s time for anyone who’s not Christian to go. Then it’s time for the Christians to duke it out amongst themselves to figure out who’s REALLY Christian and who has to leave. Once that’s narrowed down, then it’s men vs. women – if you open that can of worms, which usually begins with hate? It’s very hard to close it. I can see where you’re coming from but kicking an entire religion or people out of our country strips us of all of our freedom bragging rights. We should probably rip The New Colossus off of Lady Liberty, because it no longer applies.

Do unto others applies here, think whatever you want in your head but when you speak? Do so with respect, do so with compassion. Don’t go onto a hostile public forum and blame an entire people for the stupid actions of a few or we’ll have to be able to do that with everyone. I know I’m guilty of thinking, and sometimes saying things like that but I haven’t dedicated an entire website to it.

Nice does NOT work. Three or four people in a row jumped on me, called me names, right off the bat – for asking a question! Nicely! Why, exactly, do I bother trying with these people? Why bother having a place to debate if no one’s allowed to have a different opinion than you? Giving people a chance bites.

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I know that sounds a bit too gleeful, and I suppose it is in some ways. We’ve had live in LDS Missionaries on and off (usually on) for something like four or more months and if I were to be entirely honest? I was counting the days until they moved out.

For those of you who don’t know, and Thor knows if you know me you already know this because I have a big mouth, the Missionaries were staying with us to avoid living in their tiny apartment while they waited for our Carriage House to Apartment project to be completed. From what I understand Mom and her Hubbs had gotten permission from either the stake or the mission leaders to do this and they sunk more than a few thousand into the project, then were told at the last minute that it was decided that the missionaries would stay elsewhere. That sucks an all-beef or two as it is, but then some big wicked fight broke out between the local branch of the LDS church and Mom/Hubbs, and the Missionaries are in the middle of it. And everyone is throwing their hands up as if they don’t know how it happened. Retarded.

I’ve said for years that I like Mormons. I don’t have any problem with them, their religion, etc. and I think by and large they’re good people. No more. I’m done with Mormons. I don’t want to talk to them, no new Missionaries, no fellowshipping. Fuck no. I don’t even want them in my house and if they so much as drive down my street I’ll feel the urge to kill, lol.

They’ve put us through so much from day one, and from day one Yvonne and I always had their back. People would tell us here that they learned in church that Latter Day Saints are a cult, and we’d try to educate them about it using what little we know. My mom would yell at them about religion and we’d say, “Calm down, for shit’s sake it’s not that big a deal.” — of course, she never did calm down. But when someone would say something nasty or untrue about Mormons in general, we would always set them straight and now I feel so stupid for that. Because of the many times they’ve ruined a little of my life, from spreading dangerous rumors to pushing my sister and I around and treating us like garbage. All of this done without any provocation.

I provoke the hell out of people now, it’s fun for me. But when I was expected to go to church and be a good little Mormon I didn’t even swear. There was a time, a mythical time, long ago and far away when I was a very good Christian, even if I didn’t believe or agree with it. Maybe they made my life hell because my mother is who she is, I don’t know, lol.

But it’s over, thank the thundering Gods, and I don’t have to deal with it anymore. But our Missionaries came to their last dinner with us last night, and it was nice to see them even after all that bull shit. I’m going to miss them both, I wish them well in their new areas and hope for the best with their new companions.

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As I’m sure it’s already abundantly clear because I can’t shut up about the things I like, I love Asian cinema. Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Indian, Thai – you name it. I’m mostly a fan of horror films, documentaries, historical and period dramas, etc. and rarely watch the for-no-reason soap opera drama no matter what language it’s in.

I also happen to be a big fan of many Asian stars like Chiaki Kuriyama, Lee Sin Je, Kensaku Watanabe, Jyoji Shibue, Yun-Fat Chow, Miyuu Sawai, Li Gong, Yeoh Michelle, Qi Shu and of course, Ziyi Zhang. Well, apparently Netflix knows where I live because when I logged in today I was met with the suggestions of a Ziyi Zhang film I’d never seen before, a film from 2000 named The Road Home.

The Road Home Poster Review: The Road Home (2000)The Road Home is the love story of eighteen year old Di an her village’s new teacher, and the lengths they went through to be together. The story is 40 years old, and is being narrated in the present day by their son who’s come back to their village to help his mother to carry out a seemingly impossible tradition after his father’s death.

Di has asked the village to carry her husband’s body back along the road back to their village, shouting at him the whole way that this was the way home, so he wouldn’t get lost and wouldn’t forget. But her son soon finds out that all of the strong young men in the village have left, and there’s no one who’s fit to carry his father home. But his mother is stubborn and insistent on getting her way. It’s not until her son begins to retell the story he’s heard from his parents that he and the audience start to understand why.

This film beautifully illustrates what I would consider to be actually romantic, without all the trumped up drama and bs you see in a lot of other films. They tackled the subject delicately, and I can’t think of anything wrong with this film. The acting is amazing, the scenery and score are beautiful, it was wonderfully shot and extremely moving. I wish I could give it more stars than five out of five. There are a few film stills below.

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I’ve had a hectic few months since the mid of Thanksgiving weekend, it hasn’t managed to slow down for me yet. But I thought I would spread a little joy into your hearts by blogging, because I know how you miss me. You miss me, right? *menacing glare*

I’ve got a real hankering to head back to my side of the country and get out of Missouri altogether. I’d love to get back to Los Angeles but I’ll settle for one of three locals – Rocky Mountains, Southern California Shore or The Nevada Desert. Wherever I go, I know I need either sand, surf or mountains. And mountains have to mean the right mountains – the mountains with pine trees.

One thing I can’t stand about the bible belt are flora and fauna. It’s not that it’s not pretty, but I’m so tired of plains, elms, the humidity is terrible and don’t get me started on the bugs. When I lived in Washington state with my parents, when I was a little girl, we used to go to a lake to swim and we’d sit and have a picnic. You’d see bees, ants, spiders – obviously – but I don’t remember being bitten, scratch that, eaten alive by mosquitoes. I’ll trade bee stings for skeeter bites any day.

Most of all I miss the position of the sun when you’re up in the mountains, the pine forests and long stretches of road flanked by mountain peaks. The clouds so close that they look as big as they really are. There’s also a severe lack of indigenous culture out here, mostly it’s just white Christians. No one even talks about the native people, and we’re right int he middle of Sioux land. People here seem to be ants crawling on a log, they don’t even notice the land and just go about their business, but I suppose that’s the way it goes.

But, since I was in a nostalgic mood, I thought I’d post some gorgeous photos of a mountain road in Colorado. For those of you who’ve never been, this should be a real treat for you!

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Oy vey, do you think it’s taken me long enough to review this film? First I had to remember to watch it, then there was this whole shonda where I had to remember I had this blog, then all the writing… To say the least it was a headache, that and having to spend hard earned money to get a new domain name because apparently Dot.tk domains are so linked with spam that Google won’t let them gain page rank. So NeonAngel is now at NeonAngel.in, which looks cooler anyway, no?

Now, on to the film. Careful where you step, there are a few steaming spoilers on the carpet.

The Duchess is a 2008 period Saul Dibb film in which Keira Knightley portrays the infamous tragic fashion plate Georgiana Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire who’s life and love were wasted on her cold, brutal and unfaithful husband William Cavendish, 5th Duke of Devonshire.

My first thoughts on the film were simple ones. Keira is amazing as always, aren’t the sets beautiful, wow they spent a lot of money, and so on. Until the Duke becomes a major player in the film, at which time my thoughts continue to dwell on, “Wow, Lord Voldemorte is quiet. I wonder how long he can keep that fake nose on? Is it just me, or is Voldemorte kind of hot in this?” If you haven’t guessed by now, Gorgiana’s husband William Cavendish was skillfully played by Ralph Fiennes, famously Lord Voldemorte in the Harry Potter films. Unfortunately, because of his time in those films I have a hard time separating his other performances in my mind even though he has amazing range as an actor.

Keira Knightley was the heart and soul of this film. When she laughs you believe it, when she cries you want to cry. Her hard work gives a face and warmth to Georgiana, and she makes you feel for her and want history to change just to give her something, anything in her life.

There’s a great moment in the film when Georgiana confronts her best friend Bess Foster (Hayley Atwell) about an affair with Georgiana’s husband, which Bess tells her she only agreed to so that she could use William’s power to get her children back. Georgiana tells her that she crossed a line and there are limits to the sacrifices you make for your children, to which Bess replies that there are not limits. This is a great moment in the film as it manages to set up Georgiana’s fate later on.

The Duchess is moving, touching and sad without being at all melodramatic or pretentious. I can’t give this 10 out of 5 stars, so stars are out of the question. If you haven’t seen The Duchess, you’re missing out.

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Happy new year, everyone! I’m having issues hating on the new year already, but I’m optimistic that it won’t disappoint my low expectations, so you have to love that I’m a glass half full kind of girl, lol.

Last week I headed downtown to the square and took some crappy photos along the way, then peeked out my window yesterday and was amazed by the difference. Albany tends to have the weirdest, worst and wildest seasonal changes you’ve ever seen.

It’s not that I’m not used to snow, I was born up by the Canadian border for shit’s sake, I lived through the blizzards of 87 and 88 with vivid memories of trees smashing into houses and news about car wrecks from the weather, and I’ve lived in Utah where the snow gets as high as your house windows and your face freezes and falls off even when you’ve got a scarf around it. I can safely say that I’ve been there and done that when it comes to snow. Where Albany is weird (maybe it’s all of Missouri, I don’t know?) is in the fact that the seasons don’t match up to their names and the weather changes on a whim.

Take these photos for example, a couple of out-the-windows with somewhat average country winter weather, right?

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Well, that was today and I’ll give you that for winter that’s not all that weird. But these are from only a few days, and many degrees ago (I was walking around without a coat on when I took these!). Why can’t the weather just be somewhat predictable?

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Last night Yvonne and I went to the Rigney to see the latest Harry Potter film, Deathly Hallows Part One. I can’t say enough about it, it’s my favorite of the Harry Potter films so far and if this one doesn’t at least get an Oscar nod then the awards are all rigged.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows has, by far, the loneliest feel to it. It’s broad and expansive, and if J.K.R. isn’t trying to put a mirror up to society then she’s getting extremely lucky. I’ve heard a lot of schlock about it being too long, or being boring and that’s just not the case. HP7 is easily the best of the films, and I’m glad now that I put off reading the 7th Harry Potter book until I’d seen the Deathly Hallows (still have to wait for part 2 before I can read – might make me crazy).

Dan Radcliff, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint all put in their best performances in this film, and you’d think by now they’d have stopped trying, wouldn’t you? The rest of the cast is amazing, the only time I was bored during the entire film was during the preview for Red Riding Hood (which looks like a bowl full of dog doo, to me).

HP7 is scary, moodly, thoughtful, touching and exciting.
Rating: star star star star star

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This is for you @DJSymphony, the one and only Ed Lover in 1992 on Yo! MTV Raps, the reigning king of all MTV programs (let’s be honest, once The Real World rolled around MTV sold all it’s flavor for a fist full of dollars). This is the great, the legendary Ed Lover dance, preformed by the only person who can do it justice – look down and be afraid!

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Well, I’m having a decent birthday – I got a little wad of extra cash from Hubbs and Mom, which is going to help *so* much, especially this time of year. We didn’t celebrate today (well, not with Mom and Hubbs), they wanted to celebrate early for some reason so we went to China King in Bethany on Sunday, and it’s my new favorite I think.

Yvonne and I did get to run around town a little, we got this and that but the coolest thing we were able to get were Albany Warriors mints and lip balm, as well as a good stash for dinner. So glad Hy-Vee is selling the rotisserie chickens now.

Unfortunately, like all my birthdays, today I found out that I’ve got yet more work to do and it’s due yesterday. This always happens, I can deal with the work but not the stress of everything being last minute! They have to know, at least once in awhile, that they’re going to need me to make logos, websites, etc. before it’s already due. Annoyed!

Oh well, such is the life of freelance, eh? I wonder if I should inform the union? Lol.

EDIT: Added a few pics of the last of my birthday cake – awful pics, I hate that camera!

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Not a ton of pics but one of our lonely but adorable ‘kitty in a boot’ Will-o-the-wisp. It was extremely festive today weather wise, we had a good time – hope everyone else had a safe and fun holiday!

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Whee, whee, whee I tell you, whee! One of my all-time favorite Japanese TV shows, Kodakawa Horror Anthology, has at least a FEW of it’s episodes online for me to gleeee about!

The one I’m linking to here is called Lost Souls, about an adorable couple who pull into a noodle house for dinner and get more than they bargained for. For anyone who loves Asian horror, specifically Japanese horror, this one is sure to be a new classic for you – and much like all the best horror stories it gives us a brand new sound to be scared of! Kairo had, “Help Me!”, One Missed Call had that spooky ringtone, Ju-on had the incessant cat screaming and death rattle, and Lost Souls has the phrase, “Don’t look!”.

NO they are not paying me to say this, eff beans I wish they would because I can’t say enough good things about it! I hope they have all the episodes online for free (it’s legal, btw!), because there are two (one involving a cannibalistic demon in a rural mountain community) that I haven’t seen in years and I’d just love to see them again.

While I go look, do yourself a props and check out Lost Souls on Crunchyroll!

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I’ve been “hired” (those air quotes means without payment) to help set up and not design (thank the gods) Kiss Me Deadly Horror Film Review website, focusing mostly on Asian Horror (my fave) over Western Horror.

The project includes implementation of their design, content gathering (plugins, video trailers, synopsis, etc.), theme tweaking and SEO. Hopefully will be done in a few days and I can take a breath.

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The Boy is at it again. I don’t know if he thinks I’ll be easier on him if he breaks down or if he’s doing it to relieve stress (you know, like how dogs bark to alleviate excess energy?), but he’s stressing me out to a crazy extent and it’s way too batshit early in the morning for him to be doing this.

Here’s exactly what I asked him to do:

1. Get a client on the phone at some point today.
2. Get me a phone number he was supposed to give me 2 days ago.
3. Clean up a back porch that’s not even as big as a car (seriously).
4. Finish picking up walnuts outside if he has time.

That did it, that brought on the tears. I feel for him but at the same time I can’t feel for him, because I’m 90% sure it’s an act to gain my sympathy and get out of his chores – and I hate it that he tries to play me like that. Are you reading this, Boy? It ain’t working, so quit it.

It just bugs me, because I feel bad enough that I have to be somewhat strict with him now (I assure you, he gave us no choice – the less he has to do, the more attitude and hostility he has on top of the laziness). But it has to be done, he needs to start pulling his weight or I’ll effing kill him, because at this point I am so tired, stressed and worried that I’m at a breaking point.

On top of all this, one of the fish is dead – this might not sound like a big deal to you, but it is I assure you. According to The Boy, he was alive last night (survived I guess all summer OUTSIDE in a kiddie pool with no issues) and now he’s gone, just like that. Kid swears he was fine yesterday, the he made sure to feed them but now he’s gone – something’s up. I’m about to start screaming. TOO much Yang, too much Yang, one thing after another. I need a more harmonious life.

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76765412 618a458105 m Well I’m coming down from a few days at the hospital where my mom was admitted to ICU following a collapse. I don’t want to get into details, but it was pretty bad, we thought we were going to lose her for several days. I’d be there right now if Hubbs hadn’t decided to go back on his own (to be honest, I have the sneaking suspicion it’s because I put up a fight when she refuses treatment).

Anyway, we’re there for like 5 days and Mike was given a list of things to do – 4 things. He didn’t do *anything* in almost a week, AT ALL, and because of that we now have to go back to the schedule of 5 am walks for the dog and mild work throughout the day just to get things done. Unfortunately it really cuts into my sleep time, and I have to work, too. I’m having a hell of a time adjusting back to it.

On top of that living at the hospital cleaned me out, we’re entirely out of cash and my hosting bills are due today so my site may go ‘poof’ for a few days while I try to make the money to renew for the month.

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Today’s my gorgeous sister’s 29th birthday and we’re, for some reason, doing what mom and hubbs want to do for her birthday (she just wants to stay home but instead she’ll be on the road all day to KC to go out to eat). But we blind sighted them and had her birthday the day before with a little ice cream and some white cupcakes (MUST be white, Yvonne and I are no respecters of chocolate cake).

Mike’s going for his first day at work at Breadeaux in Cameron, which is so weird but I think it’ll do him a ton of good. If he talks back to anyone, though, I’ll beat his ass. Seriously, he’ll have the weirdest death ever – the police will find him at the end of a Wendy’s drive-thru with his shoe laces tied together and his pants around his ankles, and one of those Ringu terror looks on his face.

Um, actually if he turns up missing, I never said that. In fact, you don’t even know me.

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It’s been two weeks and I’ve had precious little work contact with Them, at least the new header graphic and flash are approved as well as most of the theme (honestly, the theme is the hardest part of a website – I can’t believe it was done so far ahead of the content).

The update here is that they’re finally — hopefully — getting their act together. We need to work on it, and they’ve kept me waiting and now I hear from them that somehow I’ve dropped the ball because they won’t do their part. I can’t read their minds, I hope they realize this. I can’t come up with content out of thin air in a field I have no prior experience in. Hopefully this is almost over, I’m quite tired of being blamed for their lack of work ethic.

At any rate the project website is almost done, once it is I’ll be posting a preview. And yes it’s totally professional to talk about family this way, lol.

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I seriously need to stop working for my mother. I swear to the thundering gods, she has no effing idea what she’s doing at any given moment of the day and were I not halfway decent at my job (and kind of a hard ass about work) nothing would get done at all.

Right now she’s been having me work on her website for two weeks, in which time I’ve gotten the theme nearly complete (just need them to OK it), set up the scripts, updated the scripts, found cheap but professional resources and spent countless hours trying to figure out what it is she wants. She didn’t even send me the info for the pages until yesterday, and every time I see her or Hubbs I get the hairy eyeball as if I am the one responsible for their work not being done? Hello, I can’t make up the content off of the top of my head! I kind of need them to tell me what they want on those pages or else it’ll end up a mess.

What am I saying? It’s already a mess! I’m so tired of being their scapegoat, they need to get off their asses and do something – anything! But, as Jerry Blank once said, I don’t know if they want to put extra effort into something they want. They want it done magically, poof, which is fine but admit you’re that kind of person. I’m kind of tired of hearing them go on and on about how hard they work when they can’t even rinse off a dish by themselves. I just got a call from them saying that we, once again, can’t sit down and work on this together because they’ve decided on the fly to stay in Cameron for the night. What the HELL?

On top of that they’ve frelled up Yvonne and my days by re-arranging Mike’s sleeping patterns and chores, so instead of him being punished for the stupid thing he did *we* end up punished and he gets more free time. ARGH.

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