The drama queen is still alive since she wished me a happy anniversary. Aw, too bad. I knew I couldn’t get that lucky and have that dream come true, though I would’ve settled for her being in a coma for the rest of her life. But since the dreams I had of her and Alison dying didn’t come true, it gives me hope that the dream I had about Maliheh’s mother dying also won’t come true.

As always, it put a big smile on my face when Christiane “liked” one of my blog post links. I still don’t get how she can see me, yet I can’t see her. I guess it’s cuz I’m the one who deleted her, something I still feel kind of bad about as much as Christiane seems to understand my reasons for it. I wonder if my posts are showing up on her stream or if she has to actually visit my page to see my posts.

Old trailers really have a way of spoiling one’s fun weekend. Everything was going just fine till I noticed we had no water come midnight. I wasn’t sure whether to just ignore it or if it could be an emergency like when the pipe busted out of the pressure tank, so I woke both Tom and Jesse up. Jesse came down and found there wasn’t much that could be done till the morning. I guess a pipe is leaking underneath the place. I just hope it won’t be a big deal to fix! As it is we’ll probably put off going to the IHOP.

I’m glad we don’t have to spend the money or the time fixing the damn thing, but man I’m sick of all the problems here! Yeah, shit can happen anywhere. Our brand-new house had tons of problems while the nearly 100-year-old dump we rented in Oregon hardly had any, but I’m sick of it here! The well problems, the Internet cutting in and out, the dogs, Jesse – all of it! I’m going to really have to hate the hell out of community living to ever return to the country again. The country is still better than mainstream city life, but it just gets old having to deal with all the breakage. I miss being able to drink tap water and having reliable Internet service!

I was worried Jesse would either be drunk or not home when I called up there, but I figured he probably was at least home since there’s been no barking tonight.

I just hope to hell this latest problem is resolved easily and quickly enough in the morning and I’m glad it’s not the rainy season. If we have no water all day, though, it could get hot as hell in here if we can’t use the cooler. It was over 100° yesterday and it’s not going to be much cooler today.

To the best of my memory, this is what we’ve had for problems in all the houses and trailers we’ve lived in. It’s weird that the Klamath house had the least problems for being the oldest place, though had we been there 5-6 years like Phoenix and Maricopa instead of just 2, it might’ve caught up. This place definitely takes the lead even if the Internet isn’t quite part of the place. I will NEVER let the economy or even God above make us live this poorly ever again once we’re out of here! Never again!

Phoenix:

Pool pump
Pool filter
Solar problem
AC broke
Toilet pressure problem
Water tank broke
Roof leak

Maricopa:

2 major well problems
2 pipe leaks
AC leaked Freon

Klamath:

Sewer problem
Pipes froze
2 refrigerators broke

Here:

Pressure tank pipe busted loose
Underside leak
Water tank leak
Bathroom sink pipe leak
Leaky kitchen faucet
Leaky tub faucet
Insulation torn out underneath
Heater blowout
Cooler problems
Scattered water pressure problems
Internet problems galore

Other than having to be put out yet again with plumbing problems, I had fun blowing 50 bucks on my nails yesterday. The variety of colors and glitter never ceases to amaze me, though the availability of more good colors means more boring ones, too. I would never polish my nails again if all that was available were cement gray and diarrhea brown! Gotta wonder who the hell would want their nails to be the color of dried puke, snot green or piss yellow.

Wedding Crashers, Spitfire and Cheatin’ are awesome glittery colors, but I’m not impressed with the Teeny Bikini which basically looks like cheap paint. That one’s an interesting shade of periwinkle, but it ends up looking rather dull in the end. I guess I’m just not into the solid, flat-finished colors anymore. I love glitter nail polish even though it’s a bitch to remove and can snag on things. But they have very fine grains of glitter now in some of them and that’s what I think looks best. It’s easier to apply and remove because it’s not quite as rough as the thicker grades of glitter, which takes a million coats just to get it up to consistency. I went over the dull periwinkle with the Glass Slipper which is a clear polish with slivers of silver glitter and that helped to bring it to life a bit.

I also got these adhesive nail stickers with a floral design on them. They’re fairly easy to apply, though I’m not overly impressed with them. It was worth trying once, but once only.

I got pink glitter mascara, which was hard to get on as blind as I am, but I couldn’t see one speck of glitter on them as long as my lashes are. Tom said he could, though. The stuff actually makes for better eyeshadow and liner.

Grabbed a colorful shower curtain for the next place, and then did the grocery shopping. I’ve never seen Walmart that crowded that early and by the time we got back outside I swear it jumped up 15°. You could tell it was to be a hot day, though it was noticeably cooler when we got back home since we’re higher in elevation here.

Later…

My Thoughts blog tracker is on its last leg of life as it prepares to expire in less than 24 hours. So when I back up entries over there I will no longer know who’s visiting that has cookies enabled and isn’t coming from a proxy server. It’s been a fun year seeing all the different visitors in all the different parts of the world, but my curiosity isn’t enough anymore to make paying to renew my subscription worth it and so I shall just let it expire.

The hit counter on MyOpera doesn’t tell me who/where my visitors are, but it’s also not in real-time lately either. I’ve watched the counter stay the same right after someone came in and commented, so I know it’s messed up and can take time to update. What isn’t messed up that’s online, though?

Guess I’ll go veg out till Jesse gets his ass down here at sunup to play fix it for the millionth time. Why couldn’t this have waited till we moved?

I think that no matter how nice of a place we move to I’m always going to look back at this place and be pissed that we had to put up with it for the 4 years we’ve been here and that God felt this was all we deserved. Life is just so unfair so much of the time. God rewards assholes with all kinds of good things, but those who try to work hard and be decent people are often denied love, money and good health. My dad was a good man. My mother is a bitch. Yet she’s the one still alive.