World drama and My Few Dilemmas

Today is good so far.
It’s my bird’s 15th birthday. His name is Symba; he’s a sweet cockatiel.

I’m sick of the world’s drama. Between the Royal Wedding, and Obama‘s birth certificate, I just really don’t understand people.
Yes, I’m happy for Prince William and Kate (Katherine as she will soon be referred to), but seriously people. I’m pretty sure the United States has more coverage than England itself. It just seems a bit silly. Why don’t we just celebrate a little, then get back to our problems without anymore distractions? I’m not one of those people that is up for changing the world; that’s a tough job I’ll leave to someone with more experience. But I’d still like for people to pay attention to the problems in the job industry, the economy (a gallon of milk is almost $5, not to mention the gas prices nowadays), and also stop blowing off the global warming problem and such.

My Blackberry has moved to a full time job of giving me hell.
Not only does it hate going online, but it freezes constantly, and has more limitations than I remember. I’m giving it a second chance (and perhaps last chance). I gave Windows Live Hotmail a second chance, so I’ll be fair. As long as Twitter works, I’m okay, since I barely use my phone for anything else anyway. But I’m not going to deny it, my Blackberry is a piece of shit.

Yesterday I found out that today I will be six hours away from Johnny Depp, and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.
Wow, just one state over. This is the closest he’s ever come to Texas. Supposedly he’s supposed to be in New Orleans, Louisiana filming a cameo for the new 21 Jumpstreet movie today.
Basically my dilemma is transportation. My mom and I share one car, and she’s working late tonight. Plus, it’s not like I have the guts (or street sense) to drive six hours into another state. So once again, my source of information will be from the internet. Excuse me while I go find a wall to bang my head against several times.

I’m still reading books like mad. I’m currently reading A Dirty Job by Christopher Moore. I’m halfway through it, and so far I’ve determined that this is the most hilarious book about death I’ve ever read.

I found a new breakfast food I’m crazy about just as much as my Honey Nut Cheerios cereal; Aunt Jemima’s oatmeal, maple syrup flavored. It’s really good, so don’t let the Maple Syrup flavor turn you away. It’s much better than it sounds. Too bad it’s not that easy to find.

I guess I’ll be busy this year with converting VHS tapes to DVDs. I’m well over two hundred tapes; mostly Disney movies, but others also. I found something that might make the hard work a little bit easier; A DVD recorder from Amazon. I have a lot of movies I’d like to preserve from my childhood. Hopefully this thing will work. I guess I’ll have to stock up on blank DVDs.

More Books, Science, and People to Admire

Last night I stayed up till midnight working on an advertisement project for a family member.
One hour on a flyer. But it looks good!

Today was a little dull.
I moved everything into one room early this morning. Both cats, dog, and their stuff, PLUS mine. Good thing the bird was already in there. The pest control guy came over briefly. He had I hate my job across his forehead, so I let him skip my room like an idiot. The whole point was mainly my room so I could feel safe.
He barely stayed five minutes. After a little over an hour, I moved everything back into place. That was my workout for the day.

The cats turned 2 today. I gave them their birthday treat. Wet food, beef flavor. They cleaned most of the bowls, but the wet food didn’t stay for long in their tummies. I’ve lost count of how many stains are on the carpet. I’d rather not think about it.

I finished Then We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris about two days ago, or maybe yesterday. Then I started on Get Well Soon by Julie Halpern; that’s the first book in 2011 I’ve put down. Today I started on Twisted by Laurie Halse Anderson; I’ve been meaning to read it for a couple years now, I just never got around to it. I’m in the middle of the book; it’s hard to put down. I love books like that. It’s not everyday you find a book you can’t put down. Most of the books nowadays are crap. Why? Because now, anybody can publish a book no matter how shitty it is. Books nowadays are so cliché. Every now and then, I’ll come across a good one.

Science is boring and interesting. Maybe I’ve been looking at different parts, but I’m not a scientist. I’m in love with this $6 magazine, Scientific American. I usually don’t spend more than $4 on a magazine unless it has something to do with Johnny Depp; so this is a damn-good magazine.

I completely forgot about MysteryGuitarMan coming to The House of Blues tonight. The tickets were cheap too (like $10-15). I don’t really give a damn about the DigiTour stuff; I just wanted to see Joe Penna. I have no idea what they would be doing, I just wanted to be there. The guy is awesome with his video editing skills. He’s so interesting on Youtube, I never miss a single tweet, video, picture, etc. I’d admire his talent.
I will forever whine about missing this once in a lifetime opportunity.

Unfinished Business of Leisure Activities, and the Devil

There’s a difference between my grandmother and the devil. He is red, and she is not.

Decided to answer my phone this morning…
-Your cousins and people you know and don’t know will be graduating next month. how do you feel about that?
-Fine.
I’ll spare you the gruesome details. But the conversation lasted 13 minutes and 5 seconds. You get the idea.

Almost done with Then We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris. I’m telling you this because I’ve been reading it for a week. Usually (lately) it takes me only three days.
Here are my excuses:
(1) I’ve been distracted with errands and other unpleasant family events.
(2) I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it’s a big book. Not really, but really.

I have unique things pasted to my walls. I don’t really pay them any attention. They’re just there. First there are the Johnny Depp posters that take up the majority of the space; then a few maps here and there, a Keith Urban pin up, a pair of cardboard 3-D glasses from about five years ago, my mom’s work schedule (I can never remember the crazy hours), the local library hours, some sign language and coding printouts, and a handwritten page of the Bill of Rights (useless considering we barely have those rights anymore).

Things have been crazy, and things have been boring. Needless to say, I still find entertainment.

Late Topics

It’s amazing how things don’t turn out as I expected; and it’s good a thing.

I had the best night in a long while last Tuesday. I hate church groups, but this one was different. This one was normal. It was…fun. I found a new board game I like, Apples to Apples. I’m more of a classic board game person, but it was enjoyable.

My Facebook number of friends is bouncing around again. Right when I start to build up my friend list, someone has to go and delete their account. Ugh.
I was curious for the definition of half-brother, because I do have a half-brother through my dad’s side. Facebook doesn’t have an option for half. But the definition means brother related through one parent only. So I selected him as my brother on Facebook.

I don’t know why I still bother with writing letters to Johnny Depp. I guess because I don’t want to be thought an idiot based on my previous letters. So I update them. I don’t expect much of anything, I just enjoy writing letters and everything to do with mail in general.

I’ve been reading non-stop. It’s wonderful to take a break from reality. So I’ve been stocking up at the library, and documenting everything on GoodReads. Currently I’m reading Then We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris. It reminds me of the TV show The Office and the movie Office Space.

Every day I’m more convinced that I need an Android. Really just for the useful apps, but that’s all I use my phone for anyway. My Blackberry has been letting me down lately. I love my Blackberry, but I need it to work properly. In five months I’m going to get the My Touch 3G Slide.

Yesterday was interesting. For once since forever, I got a great night sleep before the morning of my interview. I woke up not tired at all, and calm. I was fine until 30 minutes before my interview my anxiety started kicking in. Overall things went well, though I doubt I got the job. It was funny because one of the questions the interviewee asked me was one I’d heard several times before, and still all the time. What do you do? After my long pause, I figured the truth is always best. I told her I read. She smiled at that.
It was hot as hell yesterday. I swear I hate Texas. I brought a change of clothes for after the interview, but even in shorts, it felt like an oven. It was 79 degrees, but it felt like 90.
I learned once again the hard way about candy. You would think at my age, I should know the after effects of candy. That didn’t stop me from eating Sour Punch Straws. I suffered all day yesterday. I had to pick up some Sensodyne. Hopefully it won’t take two weeks.

I also discovered my favorite snack is Hot Peanuts. It’s funny, because they’re made by FritoLay, the same company that makes fritos. I hate fritos. I always have. I can tolerate them in frito pie though.

Last night I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic with my mom. It was very entertaining. Plus, the cute guy (Hugh Dancy) made it even more enjoyable.

Funny Joke

A friend of mine posted this on Facebook:

Herman and Martha were happily married for nearly forty years. The only friction in their marriage was caused by the husband’s habit of breaking wind nearly every morning as he awoke. The noise would always wake up Martha and the smell would cause her eyes to water as she would choke and gasp for air. Nearly every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping one in the morning. Herman told her that he couldn’t help it.
She begged him to visit a doctor to see if anything could be done, but the husband wouldn’t hear of it. He told her that it was just a natural bodily function, and then he would laugh in her face as she tried to wave the fumes away with her hands. She told him that there was nothing natural about it and if he didn’t stop, he was one day going to “fart his guts out.”
The years went by and Martha continued to suffer and Herman continued to ignore her warnings about “farting his guts out” until one Christmas morning.
Before dawn, Martha went downstairs to prepare the family feast. She fixed Christmas pudding, mashed potatoes, gravy and of course a turkey. While she was taking out the turkeys innards, a thought occurred to the wife as to how she might solve her husband’s problem.
With a devilish grin on her face, she placed the turkey guts into a bowl and quietly walked upstairs hours before her flatulent husband would awake. While he was still soundly asleep, she pulled back the covers and then gently pulled back her husband’s jockey shorts. She then placed all of the turkey guts into her husband’s underwear, pulled them up, replaced the covers and tiptoed back downstairs to finish preparing the family meal.
Several hours later she heard Herman awake with his normal loud ass trumpeting. This was soon followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as her husband ran to the upstairs bathroom. Martha could not control herself and her eyes began to tear up as she rolled on the floor laughing. After years of putting up with him she had finally gotten even.
About twenty minutes later, Herman came downstairs in his blood stained underpants with a look of horror in his eyes. She bit her lip to keep from laughing and she asked him what was the matter.
“Honey,” he said. “You were right – all those years you warned me and I didn’t listen to you.”
“What do you mean?” asked Martha.
“Well, you always told me that I would end up farting my guts out one of these days and today it finally happened. But by the grace of God and these two fingers, I think I got them all back in.

Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile

Plenty of Time and Thoughts

Lately I’ve had a problem with reading books in moderation.
I read one book in about a day; then I started a new one, and now I’m almost finished with it. Plus, I have five books on hold for me at the library. Most of my latest book obsessions come from GoodReads. Awesome website.
There is one particular book I would like to read, but can’t find. About two years ago, I wrote it down, but now I can’t remember. All I know is that there is a boy swimming in a pool on the cover. But I’m only 95% sure about that. I could just be thinking about Spencer Elden. It’s so frustrating. I don’t remember the title, or the author, which makes this book impossible to find. I really do have a terrible memory.

I sent off some more complaint letters to companies: Twitter, and Redbox. I doubt they care.
I recently added McDonald’s to the list (the size of their milks is ridiculous), AT&T, Google, and Viacom are next.
In case you’re wondering, yes, I enjoy having nothing better to do with my time.
I also started back on my novel I’ve been working on for the past five years. I’m never satisfied, but this is good so far.

My mom is concerned about my lack of friends. This is not news. My grandmother is concerned as well.
I found a PenPal, but otherwise none of that really bothers me.
The number of my Facebook friends went back and forth between 97-99 a few days ago. It’s at at a 98 now, but who knows how long that will last. It was mostly people deleting their Facebook pages, but there were also the few that just got sick of me I guess. I’m just amazed at the determination they had of deleting me, when they have 300+ friends. Oh well.

My Blackberry Curve 8520 is starting to really give me doubt about keeping it. I love Blackberry, but in September I’m switching to the My Touch 3G Slide. I need an Android.

I’m beginning to think I think too much..