Hiiiii-yah!

Day of rest is going well. Here's an old photo of me complete with old-lady-ish neck and Marc playing with one of our "creations" to make you LOL.

Taking a day or two off

My anxiety is at a peak, as is my depression and negative outlook. I need some time to clear my head and try to calm myself down for a day or two. Between the various aches of the last week or so and the incessant noise from the neighbors together with the ever-present stress of being unemployable, I can feel that something is about to go horribly wrong in my head to throw me under my own train again... and I must do whatever I can to stop this. It is a very unfortunate and trying complication with my Borderline Personality Disorder.

This is actually a fairly regular occurrence for me, unfortunately. I will explain more about it sometime in the next week, likely in my next posting. Until then, just know that I will get through this, and yes, I will be back. Everything will eventually be okay again.

I will be back to blogging with continued daily updates beginning again on Saturday or Sunday.

I Hate My 'Hood.

Feeling like crap still, but I am going up the walls with all the neighborhood noise.

On one side, I have screaming, pounding, people always going in and out yelling at one another or just sitting out there talking (and the "lady" of the house recently told her son not to help Stephanie move unless I wasn't there -- over what I don't know)....

On the other side, I have a loud stereo and TV, two extra cars parked outside (I'm fairly sure they're not on the lease), and daily fights and more pounding of things....

Gamer Break

I'm totally not feeling it today. Not feeling like being awake, not feeling like eating, not feeling like saying a bloody word. And yet, here I sit, typing away. Hmmph.

I woke up with a massive migraine this morning while Marco was fast asleep on the couch so he wouldn't wake me when he came to bed. If I've not been getting good sleep, he'll take up the sofa instead. Last night, however, he would've been more than welcome in bed with me; I was up about every hour, tossing and turning, and taking a while to fall back to sleep every time.

That's not my bag, baby!

Well, my computer is kind of on the lam at the moment; it fell off the table one night at about two in the morning (it scared the bejeezus out of Marco) while I was commenting over at Charlene's blog -- The Balance Beam (please forgive me if the tag isn't quite right - on Marco's computer and don't have it in front of me) and hasn't been quite right ever since. The second master drive is said to have imminent fail written all over it. It's not too bad though as that particular drive is just a filler drive that I was using for memory. Now it's just a simple matter of reallocating the memory to the main hard drive again, transferring the files from the failing volume over to my primary drive, and setting the secondary slave back up as the primary's slave again. Thank god it was normal to tinker with crap in my house growing up, that's all I've got to say.

So anyways, for today I thought perhaps I would present to you all a list of why I decided having kids was not for me. It should be both entertaining and revealing.

Wal-Mart FTL (for the loss)

Yesterday evening, I set about my errand of returning our rentals to the RedBox. For those not in the know, the RedBox is a DVD rental service that uses the technology of a touch screen, a pop machine, and a video store clerk all at once to bring you new and old releases alike for only a dollar per rental, per night (tax not included). The first time I had used this RedBox was to rent these movies, although I'd accompanied my friend Stephanie to perform this same task on numerous occasions; it'd be no sweat.

Well, renting the movies wasn't a problem at all. It was a breeze, as usual. The problem was returning them, although it would have been obscenely simple had there not been an impostor BlueBox that took the place of the one that was just a RedBox the night before.

Epic Fail

About seven years ago, I still believed that everything in life would just automatically fall into place if I was in the right place at the right time. I enrolled in college to study cosmetology, although I dropped out of the program on the second day of classes (it was entirely too superficial an environment for me to stand). Once finally getting settled in there, however, I ended up in the general education program (as in "undeclared" or as they like to call them, "future dropouts" -- I wish I hadn't scoffed at the second one). I was given one class that I really hated (Greeks and the Bible) and another that I couldn't keep up with (English Composition, 101 with a teacher's assistant, no less), and another that I actually enjoyed (Sociology 101). I didn't quite get it still that there was really some hard work, perseverance, and a lot less alcohol involved in success.

Things to do whilst I'm away

So today's kind of an "off day" for me here -- still ended up getting a "fare" this morning -- my other friend Lori needed a ride today, so I was happy to oblige, as was my gas tank.

Just a short post of fun links to visit when you run out of other things to do.

Gamesville by Lycos -- free to play, free to win. Addicting as all get out. Many a post have been delayed because of Three-Eyed Bingo.

X17 Online -- I won tickets for a Pink concert in Alexandria, VA from this site (although I'm obviously not going to be able to make it, it was a possibility for a fleeting moment) -- all the raunchiest, dirtiest, nastiest rumors on TinselTown and "the biz." One of my guilty pleasures.

Something Awful -- I recommend Photoshop Phriday. I don't dig too deep on that site though -- there's a lot of gross stuff there that can't just be magically unseen.

Engrish -- Say what you want, sometimes abuse of the English language on foreign packaging and products is just plain hilarious. This site explores the best of the worst from Asia, shared by its users.

Motifake -- Some of the funniest and stupidest and nastiest things I've seen, in the form of Motivational posters. Awesomeness.