Wednesday, August 8, 2012

I have a lot to write about, so I’ll probably spend most of the night doing that unless I decide to take a chance with our slow, unreliable connection and watch a movie. What the hell, I’ll go queue one up and see if it’ll stream in. Once it’s in I’m fine. How about Dead Silence?

Had to order a new bed tonight. Not because this one sprung a leak, but because one of the inner walls popped out of place creating a big bulge in one section. I only got a twin cuz I’m sick to death of trying to make a full-size bed up in such cramped quarters. After the move, we’ll get a regular mattress. These airbeds are just too delicate and have a life of just 4-6 months. Waterbeds are outrageously expensive. Can’t seem to get one for under $500. It isn’t that we couldn’t afford one, but I may just get a traditional coil mattress even if they’re not quite as comfortable as air or water. I’ll decide that once we get settled.

I’m down half a pound, but I’d attribute it to scale fluctuations before I attributed it to upping my workout time. I also went back to the protein shakes and bars I love. Now that I’m not dieting, I can at least have foods I really like. Plus, the two big things about the protein that I like are that it keeps me regular and stops the random cravings. Dieting or not, who wants to suddenly crave KFC at 3am?

I was talking to a teenage girl who claims she’s tall, 225 pounds, eats 600-800 cals a day, runs 30 minutes a day but STILL can’t get weight off! How is that possible unless she either has something seriously wrong with her or she hasn’t got her facts straight??? She says her mother gets her these raspberry ketone supplements designed to suppress appetites. I’m curious to see if it works so I’m going to try it next Walmart day. I looked it up on their site and they do carry it. Hell, I’d lose weight with a calorie intake that low even if I sat on my ass. I couldn’t do it, though. Couldn’t stand the hunger and fatigue.

I took a few pics of my reflection in the living room mirror. You can only see me from the waist up. Well, everyone but Andy can. I had just worked out so my hair was up and I was in a pale pink sports bra. So the Girl in the Mirror really was in the mirror. But she never would’ve been in the mirror to begin with had she known there was another writer using that nickname. So now I’m just me on MO, even though the name is permanently embedded in my blog link.

Now I’ve gone from The Girl in the Mirror to my boring name to Out of the Mirror. But at least I’m no longer in the mirror with the other Girl in the Mirror. Know what I mean? Even adding my middle name to my first name doesn’t help it sound much better because all I’m doing is adding a boring name to an ugly name.

I understood ALL the Italian questions on Ask that my Serbian friend was asked!!!! twirls with delight It still hits me every now and then that OMG, I really did learn Italian! I really can understand a lot of it if not most! Woo-hoo! I had a dream a US Marshall gave me a job interviewing suspects and victims who spoke Spanish. Definitely not a job I’d feel comfortable taking even if I could keep a schedule. My Spanish is good, but not that good. I might be a bit slow at times.

Why do the same people keep telling me the same things in my dreams? They always seem to do the same things. My NC buddy tells me she really does have feelings for me or really is attracted to me when she isn’t busy screaming at me or bossing me around.

I finally heard from Nane today. She’d been sick. Keeps getting drunk on me and when we’re visiting each other, though it’s usually me visiting her.

Tom never makes much sense and Andy’s stoned or laughing like a hyena at seemingly nothing.

Not all the weird or negative ones are bad, though. I mean my mom can keep going senile and dropping dead all she wants for all I care.

Aly confirmed that my fourth mystery subscriber had probably deactivated their account and that no, you can’t subscribe to anyone on Facebook anonymously.

I thought about this protecting of friends thing and the lengths I’ve been going to protect them from trolls which some may say has been a bit extreme. I mean hiding my friend list is one thing, but should I really run and switch comments they may make on any of my public posts to friends only? Well, I don’t want to make them an easy target for my stalkers to latch onto, but I also realize I can’t babysit the world. I can’t always look out for others. They’re big boys and girls who can take care of themselves. All I can do is inform them about the trolls and the rest is up to them.

A shot of bug spray a day is keeping the bees away from coming up under the bathroom sink, but not the frogs. I appreciate how brave and stupid they are which makes them so easy to catch. I just slap a glass over them, wait for them to climb the sides of it, then stick a plate under them so they can’t get out of the glass till we set them free. We haven’t gotten nearly as many of those in here as we have other critters.

I really, REALLY don’t like how searches are now generating spam. Banner ads based on my searches are one thing, but to receive spam about it is another. How the hell do they get my email address anyway???

Andy was cracking me up earlier with his silliness on Ask. I had to roll my eyes and laugh at the thought of his attraction to Latino gangsters. I suppose I shouldn’t talk with my attraction to bitches. Not abusive bitches that’d beat me up, but bitches nonetheless. Nothing was as funny as when he said he had that in common with Paula, and I said that she beats them up and he doesn’t. Then he answered with, “I beat them off.”

There’s settling and then there’s settling when it comes to house hunting. We agreed not to settle for anything beat up, broken and non-functional. But if we have to settle for something that’s ugly, it still may be worth it when we could simply make it what we wanted it to be. As long as there’s a place to put the appliances we want (if they’re not already there), we really would rather have a cheaper place in a nicer park, than a nicer place in a dumpier park. Dumpier parks are bound to have more people driving LOUD junkers and probably more company, too.

He talked to a woman in one of the parks today and they have 3 homes being sold by individuals, one by a realtor, and one the park is selling themselves. They said they’d sell it for a grand, so it can’t be too nice or too big. But if it was functional and big enough, we could afford to have it re-carpeted AND painted before we moved in.

There’s one for 5-6 grand in a nice location (a corner lot) within a nice park, but unfortunately, it only has a cooler and not an AC. I do NOT want to sleep with the window cracked with someone just outside of it. As Tom said, though, we could stick individual window ACs in if we wanted to.

We’ll probably never have anything newer or nicer, so hopefully, we’ll make the best of whatever we do end up getting. With the monthly lot cost only being $400 we could save at least a grand a month if not more, so there’s no reason we wouldn’t have the money to renovate it at our leisure. That way we wouldn’t have to worry about loans and higher lot costs that would come with the costlier places.

I would really like pink carpet and violet bedroom walls. Darker walls in a bedroom make it seem darker overall which is better for when I’m sleeping during the daytime. I’d do the other walls in white, but who knows? Maybe I’ll have fun wallpapering some of them, though we would hire others to do all this for us. Maybe borders? I can’t wait to have fun deciding on what to do with what rooms, and I’m going wall tatting for damn sure – woo-hoo! Oh, the pics I’m going to be driving people crazy with, LOL.

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