I wanted to quickly add this while I have a moment. You never know what the future holds and just in case I forget: M. Night Shyamalan, if you ever hire me in some weird future situation in this Universe or another and you some how come across my bloggings of your work; You suck- BUT I mean it with the utmost respect! ^_^ Although I’m sure if you hired me as an adviser to tell you what half cocked ideas and moronic scenarios just CANNOT happen in this world and should NEVER be placed on paper, let alone a film… you may possibly suck less.

I guess the choice to suck or not is completely his.

I can’t interact with my site or anything via my phone! I don’t have the patience to find out why and I really don’t care to research it… but I’ve learned I’m unable to log in to my site or add comments.

If my computer ever breaks… I know not to rely on my phone for internet use! WHY was I learning this lesson? Well… it all started out with wanting to move my computer. I had to unplug everything, which is not a big deal… except when you see the cable slip through the wall.

I had disassembled all my flashlights trying to find a bulb for a prehistoric home planetarium that I needed a replacement for (fyi- no flashlight light bulbs work) and finally when I was able to get once pieced back together… I noticed that inside of the wall is pretty open and large

I was a little scared of electrocuting myself in attempts to get the cable wire (since the regular outlet is right next to it) and not one who even thinks of shutting off the power except in hindsight, I went through my closets and searched for a wire hanger. I noticed the hangers of now are not like the hangers of yore. The yore hangers didn’t have such a thick coating on it… and they weren’t welded into place. You could easily take it a part and do what ever it was that you needed to do with them. The hangers of now… I had to find a wire cutter and squeeze away at the sucker until I was able to break it.

FINALLY after fishing in the wall (I was going to wait patiently for the landlord who opens office on Monday… but after awhile I just couldn’t take it any more!) I was able to pull the sucker out and screw a large piece on the cable after I threaded it through the hole- hoping to prevent its disappearance again.

SO- for anyone who loses a cable wire through your wall- make sure you have wire hangers in your closet, a wire cutter and a working flashlight. Those things are needed for just about any situation- but none as dire as losing your internet connection!

Okay… I’m going to chillax now that I’m over the frustration of my phone not being a decent source of communication, other than the phone part of it. I WAS SO ISOLATED!

Saying hi to friends coming through- but no… I will not be attending the events this weekend. ^_^

Multiple things happened in my head as the news first came of Farrah and then later of Michael Jackson. The first was my heart was a little sad for Farrah, especially since I was touched the other day when I heard Ryan O’Neal proposed to her after all these years and she accepted… I’m all teary eyed just thinking about it. Her battle that wound up finally taking her life. She fought long, hard and courageously. If not remembered for her stint in a show or few films eons ago- she’ll be remembered for her strength (and hair and bathing suit poster… hush).

Ooooh and then there’s Michael. I admit that I’ve felt him to be a little creepy in the most recent years- decade. A pop icon who gave so much of himself and his talents to the world that I almost understood why and how he became the way he did (the non-rumored aspects). Much like Britney- I kind of understood how she went a little psycho. At least for Michael- he was probably used as an example for other up and coming icons to not wind up like him… I think he was a media experiment, a societal mishap perhaps? A mixture of a f’ed up family and too much media exposure?

Regardless, R.I.P. Michael- you showed the world what talent was and we all have the fond memories of you that outshine your creepy and questionable behaviors that many of us didn’t really need exposure to, as I’m sure you really didn’t care to have exposed. Who knows what would have happened or what would have been exposed of the greats of yester-year if they had the swarming sharks that we have these days.

The last piece that hit me… as it did when David and Ed additionally passed on recently… and R.I.P. to them as well and hell… R.I.P. to anyone who has passed on… ever…. I remember a time when it would take a nightly gathering around the television to hear the big news and you could almost hear the world gasp together. Today and like with all the other celebs over the past 2 years, with internet connection- I’ve found out within a matter of minutes after the passing… and then watched the domino effect of news tumble around me. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. It’s just bursts of raw emotion- some inappropriate and then it quickly turns into yesterdays news and forgotten- like the hype of Swine Flu… It’s in your face relentlessly and then you’re watching an old shop keeper sweep the last of it under a rug.

Okay- that’s a lot of typing with a sprained wrist… off to ice it now! lol

I am Satan

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Current Mood: chipper

It’s subtitled and I haven’t watched it yet (I’m in the middle of closing down the apartment and getting Jonathon relaxed in his room- the bouncing for me never ends!) ^_^

Thanks for reminding me about this portion of the awesome Death Notes.

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Current Mood: bouncey

Actually I’d take some good news, but no news makes for a peaceful day none the less. I do have a sprained wrist and hurt back I’m nursing and trying to find a non-painful way to type… it started last week when J’s powerchair crubbed out at a torn up part of the sidewalk and I had to get him over it with the heavy chair and no power… didn’t think about it too much. But after a week of lifting him and and pushing his other chair around town (I’ve opted to walk to save gas until I can get back on my feet or find some sort work I can do to pull in income- anyone know how to set up a successful online store? Mine sucks) SO today I had to go to a series of stores in the five mile radius around here in order to get supplies for Jonathon and tonight my wrist is feeling the impact pretty bad.

My wrist isn’t swollen, but it sure feels like it should be. Gonna do the ice ice baby tonight. Thank goodness I still have an ice pack in the fridge.

Here’s my flavor flave (I’m going with a new slang style) Death Note and Death Note 2. I’m trying to use my Netflix for all it’s worth in the remaining time I have paid on my account and these two films came recommended by them based on my past viewings. I never heard of the Manga series so I didn’t know this was the live action movie based on it… I was clueless until a few moments before I popped them in and read the google results. O M G. One of the best sci-fi(esque) films I’ve seen in a long time. I am thirsting for part three which is no where to be found in rental land.

I admit that the first 15 minutes had me thinking it was going to be a run of the mill boring mystery flick, but I was oh so wrong- and my biggest sorrow was having  to return the films.

‘L’ Rocks.

Tonight while I’m icing my wrist… and hopefully playing some online Scrabble (I love it because you play one word per day if you’re busy… via FB and have multiple games going. I have 3 active games going and I think it’s about one move per 5 hrs so far -typical rate)

I watched the WonderWoman animate film this evening which was good- but I was mentally distracted and only saw bits and pieces. I *think* it was good. And then tonight I have Righteous Kill. All films are let down since Death Note this week. I watched Doubt last night and it wasn’t *bad*, but it wasn’t what I was in the mood for. It came out kind of bland and no big shock of shocks.

I wish I could cut off my wrist and cradle it until it gets better … oh yes, I’ve also had insomnia the past few nights… could be why I’m wanting to cut off my hand at my wrist and rock it back to health. It’s not even productive insomnia. It’s laying in my bed feeling miserable because I’m not sleeping insomnia.

…to those who have earned it.

Here’s a brief update… when I’m not stressing out (and I’ve learned I’m a stress eater and when I smoked, I was a stress smoker- I was so tempted to buy a pack of smokes to avoid the stress eating, but refrained and picked up a video tape of Tae bo at Goodwill instead (only 1.99!). People who claim to watch special needs should specify- not with wheelchairs or add ‘home not wheelchair accessible).

I’ve hit a few road blocks and Friday night had me in a spiral of depression complete with a falling out with my daughter. At this point I’m too exhausted to care. I should be bothered by that, but I have too much going on to really care about how my tone comes across over the phone when I’m stressed, my hands are covered in food, I have laundry hanging from all surfaces and I’m being told I’m to watch Isla any moment instead of Saturday night or Sunday night… or who knows which night they changed to. She can have her victory and think I’m a loon- she’s at that age where she can bully and then laugh at your reaction. I don’t need it and I shouldn’t be writing about it… but ugh. I felt attacked.

Enough about that…

My downtime has been wrapped up in watching pieces of the Ninja Warrior marathon. Awesome! ^_^

Someone out there also knocked on my door and left a bag of bread scared to eat it because… I’ve no idea where it came from, but I suspect my upstairs neighbor has bought two fer one in the past and out of kindness has brought down the extra.

Next week will be brighter and better. On a plus side, my friend and girl I work with might be moving into the complex… which might be nice when it feels sooo isolating and a friendly face is needed.

Okay- enough whining for now. I’ll try to write more happy/uplifting later.

When life hands you lemons, say, “No thank you I’m allergic.” and maybe, just maybe it will give you apples instead… Dawn Masuoka 6/16/2009

I could be Amir…