#but yeah so I’m going to get a new computer yay

[thevoidstaredback]

Danny found himself in the Batcave way before the Bats were due to return home. Alfred was on comms at the computer, so Danny waved to him before taking a seat on the head of the dinosaur. He was still so lost in thought.

His chat with Lady Gotham had been…uninformative. She’d had a lot to say, and he knew that he probably needed to hear every word of it, but none of it had brought him closer to solving the Coma Case. It hadn’t even told him if the portal was related!

He heaved a heavy sigh. “One thing at a time, Danny. Gotta call Connie.”

But what to tell him? That the Justice League Dark are going to have to infiltrate the main base for the League of Assassins because any of the heroes or their kids going would mean war on Gotham? Yeah, that’ll go over well.

He called the House.

“You’ve reached Batman.”

“Hey, Z.”

“Phantom! Why’re you calling the House?”

“Because what I’m about to say next may very well upset everyone and I very much do not want a call back about this tonight.”

“So be here in person?”

“That’s an even worse idea.”

She sighed, probably pinching the bridge of her nose. Had she been reading? Did he interrupt a meeting?

“Sorry,” he said quietly.

“What about?” Her voice was soft, but still stressed.

“For upsetting you… For interrupting whatever you were doing.”

“I wasn’t- It’s okay, Phantom, you didn’t interrupt anything. You have news?”

“Yeah.”

“Let me get the others in one place. You good to hold for a minute?”

“Yeah.”

“‘Kay, it’ll only be a minute.”

“Got it.”

There was a click on the line as it fell silent.

Danny sighed again.

There was another click and Zatanna began to speak again. “Alright, everyone’s here. Whatchu got for us, Phantom?”

He swallowed, forcing the words out before he chickened out and hung up on his team. “Battison and his children have spoken in council; In order to investigate the likely involvement with the League of Assassins, the Justice League Dark has to go alone.” He inhaled to try and calm his nerves. “Anyone of the JL heroes or their kids going in could risk war in Gotham and no one wants to see that happen.”

“Wouldn’t us going in be risking war?” Raven asked.

Danny shrugged. “Yeah, but a lot less so.”

There was a sigh that most definitely came from Constantine on the other end.

“We’ll give everyone a proper update once I’m back at the House, but I figured I should give y’all a bit to process the possibility.”

Deadman snorted. “How nice. Why can’t all of our missions give us time to process information?”

“Because Phantom’s not actively trying to kill any of us.” Zatanna answered, probably trying to slap him. “When’ll you be back?”

“Tomorrow? Yeah. Some time tomorrow.”

“Got it. We’ll order pizza.”

“Yay!”

The line went dead.

They didn’t like goodbyes, only saying as such before a high-risk mission. Abrupt hang-ups were better, though not during a crisis.

Danny stared up at the ceiling of the Cave from where he now laid on the T-Rex’s head. He still wanted to know where Batty Man got this thing. And the penny. Why’re they here? How are they here?

Eventually, Alfred left the comms and went upstairs, announcing his leave before going up to the Manor. Probably to make a midnight snack for the Batfam.

Soon thereafter, the group all came back to the Cave. First, Kate, who’s Batwoman; Then, Spoiler, Black Bat, and Red Robin; Next was Red Hood, who’s Jason, and Nightwing, then Batman and Robin. Duke was asleep, being the only day shift, and Barbra was elsewhere in the city.

Kate didn’t stay, changing before going up to the Manor to get her car. She was going to pick up Barbra from wherever she was and take her home. Steph and Cassandra were quick to also go upstairs, both very tired. Steph was leaning on Cassandra the whole way. Nightwing had dragged Red Hood into the infirmary before they could even get their masks off, so that was fun to listen to. Bruce sent Damian up to the Manor the moment he’d finished changing before sitting at the Bat Computer and starting to work on something. Timothy had taken his mask off, but hadn’t moved from his bike.

Nearly ten minutes after Dick and Jason had changed and gone upstairs to bed, Danny sighed and sat up. He wasn’t going to get anything done by sitting on his ass and counting bats. He resigned himself to talking to Bruce for a while longer. Not like it was a bad thing! Just that he would very much be asleep right now, but knows he won’t be able to sleep anywhere that isn’t the House or his Lair.

Timothy had moved from his bike, but hadn’t gone to change. Instead, he stood at the base of the T-Rex, staring at it in deep thought. Finally, he climbed to the top and sat next to Danny, about a foot of space between them.

Danny repressed a sigh.

“I looked into you,” Timothy said after a moment, “figured out who you were. Who you are.”

“I’m not anybody right now.”

“‘Course you are. You’re exactly who you were.”

“I can’t be who I was because I’m who I am now.”

“So you admit that you’re somebody?”

“It’s very well known, at least among the heroes, that I’m the Ghost King. That counts as being somebody.”

“True.”

“Is there a point to this discussion?”

A beat. “There was an accident when you were in middle school. The portal that your parents built, it’s what killed you, right?”

Another beat. Then another. “You need to learn a lesson in tact from Dick.” Inhale. Exhale. “Yeah, it was.”

“I’m sorry.”

“My first instinct is to say ‘It’s okay’, but we both know that’s a lie.” He didn’t turn to look at Timothy. “The dead don’t talk about their deaths even to each other. The living asking them about it isn’t something that happens. Whenever it’s brought up, the memories come flooding back. Most Realms Beings who have lived are only Realms Beings because of the way they died. Painfully, traumatically. Alone. Not only do we have to remember everything about how we died when it’s brought up, but we feel it, too. When I say it all comes back, I mean it; It all comes back and it hurts just the same as it did the first time.”

Timothy breathed in. Then, he let it go with a whispered, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

Danny shook his head. “You didn’t, but that’s not a good excuse. I’m not going to forgive you for the slight because that’s not how this goes. Assuring that you're forgiven will only affirm that you can get away with the behavior in the future.”

Timothy nodded, his eyes on the dinosaur head they were sitting on.

Danny was suddenly very aware that the typing at the computer had stopped, though Bruce hadn’t yet left. He was listening.

“Jason and Damian. They both died, yeah?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Have they ever been comfortable talking about how it happened? Have they ever been the ones to bring it up?”

Timothy shook his head. “No.”

“That should’ve been your first clue.”

Danny let the cold rings of light wash over him again. It’s always easier to use his powers as Phantom instead of Danny, though using them as Danny was not nearly as hard as it used to be.

Phantom phased through the head of the dinosaur, finding his way to the memorial that had been put up for Jason, if the named notes were anything to go by. Gently, he placed his hand on the glass and whispered, “You have suffered a great many hardships in both your life and relife. Your rest was disturbed, though I have no doubts that you stand where you are needed. Moriste demasiado joven, niño. Tu familia aún llora, aunque caminas entre ellos. Se te protegerá como tú proteges, se te ayudará como tú ayudas y se te llorará como tú lloras. Tu fuerza nunca te fallará y tu corazón tendrá el peso de una pluma. Descansa ahora, y no sientas más ira cuando despiertes..*”

The Cave fell silent again, not even the bats shuffling above pierced the heavy atmosphere.

“What was that?” Bruce’s voice tentatively broke through the air.

“It is the duty of a psychopomp to guide souls to their chosen afterlife. That was a blessing for Jason, a hope that he will not need my services for a while to come. It was also an apology for not reaching him the first time.”

“It was in Spanish, right?” Timothy asked, “Why couldn’t I understand it?”

“Because it wasn’t meant for your ears.” His feet landed soundlessly on the ground. “Am I okay to stay the night here? The others aren’t expecting me until sometime tomorrow anyway.”

A ghost - ha - of a smile crossed Bruce’s face. “Of course. Will you need a room?”

Phantom shook his head lightly. “Nah, you have a library?”

“Naturally,” the man said, “C’mon, I’ll walk you there.”

“Awesome.”

Part 21 Part 23

Translation 1 - Spanish - "You died too young, child. Your family still weeps, though you walk among them. You will be protected as you protect, helped as you help, and mourned as you mourn. Your strength will never fail you and your heart will have the weight of a feather. Rest now, and feel no more anger when you awaken."

[wewontbesleeping]

spending money makes me feel SIIIICK

[lolotheparagon]

Scarecrow: In case we ever get separated in Gotham and the need for radio communication arises, Ive given all of your sisters codenames to protect your identities from anyone hacking into our channel. Sweetie Belle, I dub you Cortisol.

Sweetie Belle: AWESOME!! WHAT A COOL NAME!

(A week later, whilst the ponies are being babysat by Barbara Gordon)

Barbara: Okay, guys. Its getting late, time to go home. I'll call your dad to pick you up. Do you wanna talk to him, Sweetie?

Sweetie Belle: Sure! Oh, Babs? Make sure to use all our codenames, just in case.

Barbara: He's given you guys codenames?

Sweetie Belle: Yeah! In case of emergencies! I'm Corty-sol!

Barbara: You mean Cortisol?

Sweetie Belle: Yeah! What does that mean, anyway?

Barbara: Its a chemical that manages someone's stress

Sweetie Belle: (saddened) Oh.

(Cut to back home)

Sweetie Belle: (teary eyed) D-DAD! WHY DID YOU NAME ME CORTY-SOL?!

Scarecrow: Sweetie, Ive named all of your sisters after my fave chemicals: Norepinephrine, Cholestrol, Hydrogen Sulfide. Yours is no different.

Sweetie Belle: B-BUT BABS TOLD ME CORTY-SOL IS A CHEMICAL ABOUT STRESS! A-AM I STRESSFUL? IS THAT WHY YOU GAVE ME THAT CODENAME?? AM I ANNOYING.

Scarecrow: No, Sweetie, its nothing personal. I merely thought it would be a discreet name that is also an apt reference to your sickeningly sweet disposition

(Sweetie Belle starts crying, Scarecrow cringes and tries to calm her down)

Scarecrow: Okay, Okay, I'm sorry. That was cruel of me. It wont happen again

Sweetie Belle: (sniffles) Okay

Scarecrow: How about you come up with your own codename? Would that help?

Sweetie Belle: (dries tears) Yeah.

Scarecrow: Proceed then.

Sweetie Belle: Hmmm.. Oh, how about Angel Cookie?

Scarecrow: ...The whole point of codenames is to conceal identities, not showcase them

Sweetie Belle: PLEASE DAD!! I PROMISE ILL BE SUPER CAREFUL WHEN I USE THE WALKIE TALKIE! ILL EVEN DO A DIFFERENT VOICE TO THROW PEOPLE OFF!

Scarecrow: (sighs) Alright. I'll change it once I get on the computer

Sweetie Belle: (hugs Scarecrow tightly) YAY! Thank you, Dad!

(As Crow pats her head, the other ponies stop by)

Pinkie Pie: Hey, whats going on?

Sweetie Belle: Dad let me choose my own codename for our radio channel!

Scootaloo: Aw, no fair! I want to pick my own codename!

Starsong: Yeah, me too!

Rainbow Dash: Me three!

Toola Roola: Can I pick one please?

(All 7 ponies talk over each other to a gradually overwhelmed Scarecrow)

Scarecrow: Children, please! You cant all have new codenames!

Ponies: (still talking over each other)

Scarecrow: (raises his voice) GIRLS! (Normal voice) Discuss your choices amongst yourselves and let me know the results once you are done.

(10 minutes later, the poneis are finished talking and break their huddle to talk to their father, leaning back into the sofa, steadily twiddling his fingers)

Scarecrow: So what have you all chosen?

Pinkie Pie: I want my code name to be MissPink

Rainbow Dash: Cashmere!

Starsong: Pirouette, hehe after my favourite ballet move!

Scootaloo: GameLord!

Toola Roola: I want to be Polka Dot!

Cheerilee: Maccoby!

(Scarecrow stops and does a double take at Cheerilee, surprised at her obscure answer)

Scarecrow: Who?

Cheerilee: Yknow, after Eleanor Maccoby? The famous doctor? All women who have made great accomplishments in the field of psychology deserve some recognition!

Scarecrow: Impressive. You’re learning such complex terms and studies faster than I thought. I’m so proud of you, my little dictionary. (Ruffles Cheerillee’s head)

Cheerilee: (giggles)

Starsong: Well, what about ours? Are they good enough?

Scarecrow: (leans back and ponders to himself as the ponies anticipatedly stare up at him)

Hmmm, some of them are more transparent, which defeats the purpose of a code name but since you all like these names so much, I think we can work with that

Ponies: (all cheer excitedly as Crow brings up his laptop and inputs each of the new codenames)

Scarecrow: (to himself) Im going to need more firewalls

[panjakes]

Hii I literally read all your svt reactions and imagines. I love them especially as a 💁🏾‍♀️. Can I request a wonwoo imagine. It can be anything smutish, fluff or angst I’m done💕

Thank you for loving and reading my work🫶🏼

Wonwoo sighs rubbing at the bridge of his nose. He was playing sims on your laptop and your sims were pissing him off by not following the plot he made for them.

“Babe your sims are stupid. Especially the guy. He’s really hard headed” he says shaking his head. You giggle putting the fresh cup of tea next to him on the desk

“You do know the guy is based off you right?” You ask picking up one of the kittens you just adopted

“Really? No wonder he looks familiar” Wonwoo says squinting causing you to giggle again

“I’ve already told you I made us sim characters” you say sitting on your bed playing with the baby kitten

“You did I just forgot I’m sorry sweetheart” he says sipping from the cup of tea

Wonwoo paused the game to look at you. He watched as you put the kitten on two legs and made it dance. Clicking your tongue and singing it a song. Wonwoo smiled chuckling lowly to himself

“My name is baby cat and I like to dance” you sing wiggling it’s little body. It looked over at wonwoo before letting out a small “meow”

“So what’re we going to eat for dinner?” He asks

“Uh sleep. I didn’t think you were staying so I was gonna just go to bed” you say putting the cat on the bed allowing it to get comfortable on one of the pillows

“I told you stop going to bed without eating. What do you want to eat?” He asks turning to the computer and continues the game

“Can we go get barbecue? Please!?” You ask excitedly

“We can get whatever you want sweetheart” he says never taking his eyes off the bright screen

“Yay! Ou! What am I going to where?! Babe! Skirt or jeans!?” You shout from your closet

“Jeans!” He shouts back

“But I want to wear a skirt” you say pouting looking at a baby blue skirt

“Well wear the skirt” he says

“I don’t know” you mumble but he heard you

“Does it matter? Your outfit is just gonna end up on the floor anyway” he says making you peek out the closet smirking at him

“What you trynna say?” You ask wiggling your eyebrows. He looks over at you before slightly blushing and looking back at the screen

“N-nothing like that! You just have a habit of throwing your clothes on the floor” he says scratching his head

“Awww you want to see me with my clothes off!!” You say running over to him pulling at his cheeks

“Geesh Yn! I did not mean it like that” he says chuckling

“Yeah yeah yeah what ever you say” you say smirking and walking back to the closet.

After another 20 minutes of searching for something to wear, you get dressed and were walking out the door.

Instead of driving or taking a can, you and wonwoo walk seeing as it wasn’t that far from your apartment.

Wonwoo smiled over at you as you ramble about the things you were going to eat once you reached to place.

“And we have to grab some beef for baby kitten and I want Ddukbokki and some dumplings-I hope I’m not Being greedy” you say mumbling looking off to the side

Wonwoo chuckles before putting a hand on top of your head running his hand through your braids that weren’t in the claw clip

“Get you some food to go too because I know you’ll forget to eat tomorrow” he says

“Hey!! It’s not my fault! I’m a very busy girl” you say crossing your arms as you reach the restaurant doors

“I know sweetheart” wonwoo says opening the door for you and you go in requesting a table.

After five minutes of waiting you both were seated and you immediately order because you Already know what you want.

Wonwoo sat quietly watching as you tell your waiter the things you wanted.

“And, babe you want a water?” You ask

“A waters fine” he says nodding

“A lemonade for me and water for him” you say ordering for him. Wonwoo didn’t mind, he likes the fact that you know what he likes.

While waiting for your food you and wonwoo make conversation about your job and the new album seventeen just dropped

“Oh yeah and my favorite song is I don’t under but I love you! When I tell you Hoshi CARRIED that song! And the sped up version on tik tok?!?! Oh I love that song” you say stuffing a spoon full of rice into your mouth

Wonwoo couldn’t help but chuckle as you expressed your excitement about the album.

“Oh shit I’m rambling again, I’m sorry is there anything you want to talk about baby?” You ask flipping the meat on the tiny grill

“No I’m fine sweetheart, I like listening too you” he says smiling. You return the smile and nod.

You continue to talk about everything you wanted to talk to him about. He nods every now and then letting you know he was listening.

As always wonwoo just listens but then gets distracted as he starts to give you a one over. Staring at your wide brown eyes as you get excited talking about how you wanted to go shopping for your new kitten.

Eyes dropping down to your cute button nose that was shinning from the pink highlight you applied before leaving the house.

Then his eyes dropping down to his favorite feature. Your lips. Your plump brown lips shinning from the brown and pink gloss you wore.

“Maybe I’ll get her a- why are you staring at me?” You say stopping your sentence

“Your just beautiful” he says leaning over to kiss your cheek.

You look over at him with a shocked but goofy look on your face

“Well thank you!” You say before turning and pecking his lips. Now it was his turn to give you a goofy shocked look

“Your so goofy Yn” he says chuckling

“What!? You started it” you say digging back into your food.

Wonwoo chuckles before grabbing your hand under the table.

You look over at him smiling as you grab his too.

“I love you” he mouths

“I love you too” you mouth back with food still in your mouth

“Ewww Yn!” He says giggling making you giggle too

[t0ast-ghost]

20th Episode Achieved! (Tomorrow Is Yesterday)

Here’s some thoughts:

- it’s a time travel episode, isn’t it?

- I think there could be a lot of “real UFO’s” because they’re just unidentified flying objects

- goddamnit Kirk what’ve you done, your in the atmosphere

- great Scott! They’re in the 60s!

- Kirk certainly hasn’t been briefed on what to do by the starfleet time agency

- “I’ve never believed in little green men” “neither have I.” SPOCK, you literally just saw a Gorn… also Orions

- Spock knows he’s scaring the shit outta this guy and he’s enjoying it

- why when the computer starts calling him dear does Kirk look to Spock like he did this (I’d believe it, I could totally hear him saying that)

- WAIT the computer system on all ships are made by a female dominated planet, that’s pretty cool

- Kirk not afraid to slap a bitch

- “Jim, what if we can’t go back?” Was delivered with such… je ne sais quoi

- (18:33) “Now you’re sounding like Spock.” “Well, if you’re gonna get nasty, I’m gonna leave.”

- “Could he be retrained to forget his family, his children.” “The answer to that is no.” Don’t worry they’re not making threats! They’re just having their regular chats on theoretical situations!

- “It’s just a joke, Captain.” Bones finding Spock’s joke funny

- Sulu looks so happy to be here

- McCoy pacing and worrying while Spock watches him and does his calculations

- THE BOYFRIENDS CONCUR! They’re both worried about Kirk and Sulu

- BOYS WE GOT ANOTHER ONE! Spock gives the new officer a look and then WALKS AWAY

- McCoy just takes the gun. BONES GOT A GUN

- Okay again, walking around in plain sight (yeah this isn’t sneaking at this point) is not an effective strategy for being unseen

- Kirk would eat the chemicals in a darkroom, you can’t convince me otherwise

- Kirk’s fighting strategy is straight up goofy

- I love Kirk and Sulu gaslighting the soldiers

- “hmm… Poor photography.” REALLY?!?

- “BLAST your theories and observations, Mr. Spock! What about, Jim? He’s down there alone, probably under arrest. He doesn’t have a communicator and we can’t beam him back aboard without one.” “I am aware of that, doctor.” I feel like they have this conversation every time. Like McCoy wants Jim to be safe and thinks that Spock is under reacting when Spock is just as worried but doesn’t think any outburst would be effective.

- “I popped in out of thin air.” He took that sass from Spock

- Spock worried Kirk punching someone hurt his hand

- yay they made it back!!!!

I’ve been a bit distracted while drawing for the past couple episodes but drawing Bones is worth it

Master list :D

[orphicpoieses]

December 20, 2024

Hi and welcome to my small blog about writing and creativity 🥰

I am finally doing a life update again, because I got some writing news for you. But first, let’s get into today’s topics.

————— 🍂 Topics

A general update on my life (besides the news you already got)

Project Rosary Updates

Future Plans

————— 🍁 General

So, before I dive into my writing project, I want to say thank you for all your kind words in the last few weeks. I read the comments and even got inboxes from you guys (which I could sadly not answer due to my mental state at that time). You are so sweet and thank you for sticking with me.

A special thanks goes out to @yourfriendlywriter and @mirrorthoughts 🫶🏻 your messages were so sweet 🥰

Anyway, I don’t know if I already posted this or not: I got a job 🥳

No, I did not quit university. I just expanded my point of view. I am now working for a large research Company in Germany, the Fraunhofer Gesellschaft, where I help people in diverse medical treatments with the so called “Life Sciences”, aka Computer Science solutions for medical problems.

For anyone sticking around for a longer time, you might remember that I quit my mathematics studies and changed to computer science? Yeah, I’m back in math there 😂 but the people are great and I could attend my very first Company Christmas party 😎

University is also going fine. I passed the hardest exam this year and I can finally start preparing for my Bachelor’s Degree, since I am nearly done 🥳

————— 🥀 Project Rosary

Do you remember Project Rosary? My dark fantasy novel series? Yes. It still exists. And I finally came back to it, after a whole year of not writing! (Another thing that I should have noticed sooner, that I lost my creative spark while I was together with my ex...)

I am currently working on the first in the series (though I am not quite sure if I publish until everything is written...) and while I want to write something new for it again, I still need to digitize my handwritten chapters from my notebooks. I managed to fill the first whole notebook this year (yay! a small creative spark!), so I am finally onto writing that into my Scrivener project.

The best method for me is switching between dictating and typing. Sometimes I find it more convenient to just read my writings to my computer and edit the mistakes afterwards and sometimes I just want to have that typing feeling... 😅

But dictating on a Mac is way better than on a Windows! Holy!

I have a Windows Desktop at home and a Macbook as a Laptop. When I first tried dictating my writings, I started at my desktop and it wasn't too bad, just a little bit annoying to have every fullstop and every comma spoken out. But okay, I thought, it will be better with time. Then I tried on my Mac a few days ago and boy was that different. It not only realized when I wanted to ad a comma, but also if the sentence was a question or not. A real game changer!

The only thing I need to get myself to, is the names, because it will not always recognize the name I was saying (okay, they are not quite easy to write but also not the most difficult ones).

As a little welcome back gift to myself I treated myself to some nice Scrivener Themes from Etsy. Now, writing is even more fun. 🥰

I am officially halfway through the first draft with this book, which means that I can go on to the most fun part to write: the climax and the turning point!

————— 🌾 Future Plans

I don't like making assumptions about how often I will update you on my ongoing writing journey, but I hope to at least write here and there a little update.

I hope to get the notebook done this year and maybe start writing the turning point (I hope so).

I also saw that Tumblr now has Communities, which shows me, how long I haven't been on this website...which was quite too long.

I also hope to take you all with me on the journey of creating an epic fantasy pen and paper campaign, which I will write for some friends of mine to play next year.

I guess, more frequent updates will be on Instagram (my profile is linked in my bio), so if you want to know more, hop over there. Otherwise I will try to post more regularly on my writing process.

————— 🍄‍🟫 Outro

If you read until now, thanks for sticking with me.

Let me know in the comments, what you think about the communities that pop up now and which one is your favorite. Give some communities a shoutout and spread a little love 💕

Thanks for reading and see you in the next blog!

————— ✨ Taglist

I don't have a tallest right now (should I do one again?), but I want to tag some people for visibility. Love you guys 🫶🏻

@yourfriendlywriter @thetruearchmagos @enchanted-lightning-aes @kaatiba @mirrorthoughts

[alloutofgoddesses]

S08E06 - Confessions

- Oh Oop

- I always miss the first part bc I’m ignoring KOAT

- Backing up backing up

- Hi Thena

- Hi Bobert

- Hi Eddie

- Hi Buck

- AN URN LMAO

- Hi Chimney

- PLEASE STOP

- Hi Hen

- Athena’s wig is different lol

- Mother

- So is Buck gonna get ashes to the face or is Eddie

- Oh good no one is getting ashes to the face

- Inevitable lol

- Oopsies

- I don’t think Mother will be coming with you

- CONFESSION TIME HEY EDDIE

- MIDDLE SCHOOL?!

- Hello Hot Priest

- Highlights lol

- Eddie phrasing my dear heart

- Aaaaaaaaaaaaa pain

- P A I N

- Well

- Again dear, phrasing

- So he has his priorities in order

- Bye Eddie

- You do deserve forgiveness btw

- Jee sleep regression?

- Oh???

- Giving Jee a sibling???

- I personally do not want Maddie to have another baby before we address what happened last time

- Oh

- Why is it special Buck

- Lakers. Tickets.

- TAKE EDDIE IF YOU WANT LMAO

- Slay Sara I love this for you

- SCREAM LMAO

- OH?!?!?!

- OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

- ABBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

- She did have amazing hair

- I am SO HAPPY rn this is incredible

- Congratulations everyone this is amazing

- This is gonna make Buck spiral so bad

- Aaaaaaaaaaaa he is SO BONES

- Another relationship that is dissolving

- Interesting

- Compelling even

- Oh ow

- Oh gross

- Very icky

- That is amazing joke

- He was sneezing a lot and yelling a bunch

- Gross

- Girl…

- Yeah I was expecting that

- Hehehehehehehehehehehe

- HA Maddie I love you

- Hi Josh

- There’s not another boy… yet

- Lmao

- This is amazing I am having a great time

- Well about that Buck

- He is very dishonest and has been very cruel in the past

- I will not stop judging him thank you though

- So real, thank you Glee

- Josh I love you but I will not forgive Tommy for being an asshole to Chimney and Hen

- Well TWO

- BILLION TONS

- Oh nooooo babey he keeps moving

- And we don’t want a collapse

- Eddieeeeeeeeeee

- You got this Miles

- Oof not two minutes

- That is a SQUEEZE

- I am breathing I am breathing breathing is happening

- Just like Wilmer Worm

- Yay!!!!!!

- Bro we gotta get you a Wilmer Worm audiobook

- Oooooooo we’re talkinggggg

- Oh Buck

- HE STILL HAS PHOTOS that insane man

- Well you were certainly that sweetheart

- And usually himbo is a compliment imo so

- Well that’s sweet

- WHAT

- Buck fucking what

- How does it end Thomas

- Is it ending right now??

- OH REALLY?!

- Honesty

- AAAAAA?!?!

- THE BREAKUP GREEN HAS STRUCK AGAIN

- Buck it may not feel like a win yet but TRUST this is a win

- Parenting strats!!

- Aaawwwwwwwwwww

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

- SHE IS PREGNANT ALREADY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

- NEW HAN NEW HAN NEW HAN

- Joy!!!!!!!!

- Oh it’s time

- Bye bye mustache

- OH?!?!

- Good for you Eddie

- Congratulations to fic authors and fan artists on the discovery a new mole BTW

- And Ryan gets to dance, I can cross that off my bingo

- Did bro just throw a fire implement my guy those are metal

- But whyyyyyy are you so happy my guy

- Answering the door in your UNDIES is crazy

- AND ITS BUCK

- HEY. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck.

- Hang on. What the fuck.

- Did that really just happen

- 1. Why did he choose that method of sitting in the couch

- 2. What the fuck

- 3. Did my computer make me miss the scene with the priest that was in the stills or was it just not there

- My computer did make me miss it. And a Madney scene. Asshole. I had to pee so I paused and clearly since I paused a live thing it did something weird; SUE ME

- anyway

- Hello bedtime Madney

- oh see that’s good we are talking about it okay

- knowing Maddie is pregnant is fun because she is being obvious in my opinion

- MARGARET BUCKLEY DUNK

- hello workout Eddie

- There’s some metaphor that just happened there with the water and I bet we are going to talk about it

- Hello Hot Priest

- “I’m straight” he says

- “I’m celibate” is HILARIOUS

- Read his ass Father Brian

- It is debatable if his parents love him

- THEY DON’T ALLOW BEARDS

- “Something like that” 👀

- You deserve both my love

- Hell yeah Brian. Or I guess, heck yeah?

- FRIVOLOUS okay that makes sense now

- Context is fun

- Oh and I missed the whole set up for Pipe Child

- Saying “don’t be a baby” to a toddler is funny

- Okay on to the promo for next week

- OH SLAY ATHENA

- HELLO?!?!?!

- We have revisited the well and now we’re revisiting lightning strike?!

- WHAT IS HAPPENING

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New Solar Opposites Episode #2: Double Trouble (by @avaveevo)

One night at the Solar Opposites house…

Korvo: offscreen You have been very very naughty!

Then it cuts to Yumyulack and Jesse wincing in horror as they hear Korvo and Terry having sex.

Yumyulack: This is the seventh time this month.

Jesse: I know! The horror!

Sonya moans in disgust as she covers her ears with a pillow.

Terry: offscreen Shit! I’m gonna cum if you keep going!

Korvo: Bring it on you dirty bad boy! Ooooh!

Jesse: I swear if they-

Terry: cums FFFFUUUUUUUUCCCK!

Jesse: Alright! That is it! We are staging an intervention with those two first thing tomorrow!

The next day, Korvo wakes up and rubs his eyes, only to realize he has a human hand.

Korvo: offscreen What the fuck?

Korvo runs to a mirror and reveals he is human. Korvo feels his face and screams in horror.

Human Korvo: Oh. My. God. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME?!

Terry wakes up as he groans.

Terry: Korvo, what-

Terry gasps and blushes as he looks at Human Korvo.

Terry: K-Korvy?

Human Korvo: Yeah?

Terry gets on one knee and takes Human Korvo’s hands.

Terry: Mmm… seductively Tell you what you look so hot.

Terry kisses Korvo’s hand and makes him blush.

Human Korvo: blushes while smiling Oh really?

Terry: Yeah.

Suddenly Jesse and Yumyulack are heard screaming off-camera.

Human Korvo: Kids?

Sonya: Korvo! Terry! Help!

The husbands rush to the kids’ room and are shocked to see Yumyulack and Jesse are human!

Human Korvo: Yumyulack?!

Terry: Jesse?! What happened?!

Human Yumyulack: WE TURN INTO FUCKING HUMANS!

Human Korvo: We can see that!

Terry: Oh no! My baby!

Human Jesse starts crying. Terry gasp and comforts his daughter.

Terry: It’s okay. But how did this happen?

Janiz: offscreen I think I know how.

The Solars turn around and gasp.

Sonya: Auntie Janiz?

Janiz is a human as well.

Terry: Aw, come on! How come everyone is a human but me?!

Human Korvo: Oh God! Not my sister as well!

Human Janiz: It’s okay. This is natural for Shlorpians.

Solar Opposites: Huh?

The scene cuts to the ship.

Human Korvo: Janiz, why have we turn into humans?!

Human Janiz sets up her computer and shows a holographic slideshow.

Human Janiz: Don’t worry, this is natural Shlorpian affection on being on the planet for too long without the Pupa terraforming it.

Human Korvo: Oh thank god. But I don’t think we can-

Human Janiz: Can what?

Human Korvo: Turn back…

Human Janiz: What? Is that what you’re worried about?

Pupa comes in and gasp upon seeing father and two of siblings turn into humans. Human Korvo starts crying into Terry’s chest.

Human Yumyulack and Human Jesse: Sadly yes.

Terry: Oh honey… shh… it’s okay… you’re still my Korvy…

Suddenly Human Korvo turns back into a Shlorpian.

Terry: gasp in joy Korvy! You’re you again!

Korvo feels his face and gasps with tears in his eyes.

Korvo: Yes! crying with happiness I’m me again!

Korvo hugs Terry.

Korvo: Oh Terry! I am so overjoyed that I am me again!

Terry: I am too.

The two husbands kiss while moaning.

Human Yumyulack, Human Jesse and Sonya: Eeew! Come on guys, boo! Yucky! That’s gross!

Human Jesse: Damn it! This is why we’re staging an intervention!

Korvo and Terry: No you’re not!

Human Jesse: Huh?

The kids groan in dismay. Human Janiz then scans the family.

Human Janiz: Interesting.

Terry: What?!

Human Janiz: It turns out you can shapeshift back into your normal selves. A Shlorpian only takes one shapeshifting form for being on one planet they’ve been on for too long.

Human Yumyulack: How is that possible?

Human Janiz: A Shlorpian has gain another form as a result of succumbing to the environment of which planet they live on.

Korvo: That is remarkable.

Human Jesse: How come it happen to Korvo first?

Human Janiz shrugs. Human Jesse and Human Yumyulack turn back into their Shlorpian forms.

Jesse: Yay! We’re aliens again!

Yumyulack: Yes!

Terry sighs sadly

Terry: I wish I had a human form.

Korvo: D’aw I’m sure it happen soon en-

Suddenly the Pupa starts grunting.

Jesse: Pupa are you okay?

Sonya: Is the Pupa getting another color?

The Pupa suddenly starts glowing and transforms into a human girl?!

Solar Opposites: Pupa?!

Terry: Are you a…girl?!

Korvo faints. Human Janiz gasps.

Yumyulack: What the fuck? We thought the Pupa is a boy.

Sonya: Aaw. He or she is so cute!

Human Pupa giggles and transforms back. Human Janiz then turns into her Shlorpian form.

Janiz: Ah… that’s better.

Korvo hugs Janiz.

Korvo: Janiz!

Janiz laughs. Terry sighs sadly and walks away.

Korvo: Aw poor Terry… he’s feeling left out..

Korvo walks after Terry and finds him in the bedroom crying into a pillow.

Korvo: Hey sweetie. You still feeling sad over not receiving your human form yet?

Terry: sniffs Yeah.

Korvo: Oh I’m sure you will get it mi amore

Terry blushes.

Terry: Shit! moans You spoke Spanish’

Korvo: seductively while fiddling his fingers on Terry��s chest Of course I did. Did language learning lately.

Terry: Oh, I don’t know why but I’m starting to get turned on.

Korvo: Really?

Terry: Of course. I think this Spanish thing might get me turned on!

Korvo bites his lip.

Terry: Hey, Korv. Wanna have sex?

Korvo: Oh-ho-ho. You know I do. Should we do it on the couch?

Terry: Oh! Hold on! breaking the fourth wall Before we do this, we would like to let you know the sex you’re about to witness will not be pretty. So, if you have small children, now would be a good time to ask them to leave the room. to Korvo Now, shall we?

Korvo: Damn. Did you just break the fourth wall?

The two husbands take off their clothes and sexy away as the kids ran outside in the background.

Terry: Yep! Pretty great? Right?

Korvo: God, that’s so hot!

Terry: Oh yes! Dominate me, you shimmering blue stud of beauty!

Korvo: Yes! Keeping calling me beautiful!

The two husbands take off their clothes and sexy away as the kids ran outside in the background.

Jesse: Ew!

Sonya: Gross dude!

Terry: offscreen Fuck, you’re so pretty, Korvy!

Yumyulack: Aw come on boo!

Korvo: FFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!

Debbie then hears them and grows touched by the husband’s love.

Debbie: You know, this reminds me of a song. You kids wanna hear it?

Yumyulack, Jesse ands Sonya: RUN!

Cue the song

[DEBBIE]

number one Take him home!

number two He’s wasted! Yaaaayyy!

[KORVO]

My God, Terry! Right there! Right there! That's the spot -- that's the spot! -- okay, A little lower -- okay, now to the left -- No, my left -- ohhhhhhhh!

[TERRY]

Oh, my God, Korvo, no one's ever touched me Like this before -- you can't put your finger there -- Ooh, put your finger there!

[BOTH]

Oh yeah!

[DEBBIE]

You can be as loud as The hell you want When you're making love. You can be as loud as The hell you want When you're making love. You can be as loud as The hell you want When you're making love. You can be as loud as The hell you want...

[KORVO]

(Screaming in pleasure) Aaaaaahhh!

[TERRY]

Yaaaaaaahhh!

[DEBBIE]

You hear what? -- Hell no, I won't tell them to quiet down!

[KORVO]

Are we being too loud?

[TERRY]

Yeah, are we bothering someone?

[DEBBIE]

Oh, no, not at all, guys. You keep doing what you're doing. Yeah! Louder! You're not allowed to Be loud at the library, At the art museum or At a play

But when you and Your partner are doin' the nasty Don't behave like you're At the ballet! 'Cause you can be as loud As the hell you want When you're making love. You can be as loud As the hell you want When you're making love.

Don't let the neighbors Stop you from havin' fun, They'll have peace and Quiet when you're Good and done.

[ALL]

Be as loud as The hell you want When you're making love! (heavy breathing) Loud as the hell you want...

[KORVO] Faster, Terry

[TERRY]

Korvo, slow down! This not a race!

[DEBBIE]

Loud as the hell you want...

[KORVO]

Oh, YEAH!

[TERRY]

Who's your daddy?

[KORVO]

What?? Terry!!

[ALL]

Loud as the hell you want... Loud as the hell you want...

[DEBBIE]

Smack it and lick it and rub It and suck it!

[ALL]

Loud as the hell you want...

[KORVO]

Yes! Work your mama!

ALL Loud as the hell you --

[TERRY]

Oh yeah, that's it!

[KORVO]

Ooh, babe!

[TERRY]

(enjoying himself) Uuuuuhh!

[ALL]

Loud as the hell you... (x7) Want!

Debbie: My, singing gives me such a rush!

Unknown to her, the kids are hiding as they start to feel disgusted. Korvo and Terry collapse on the bed.

Terry: Oooooh…. Baby that was amazing!

Korvo: I know.

Terry suddenly starts glowing

Korvo: Terry?

Terry suddenly turns human.

Korvo: cries out in shock

Terry: What?!

Korvo: Terry! You have a human penis… and you’re human!

Human Terry looks in the mirror.

Human Terry: I-I’m a human… an-and and I got a slightly above average human penis!

Korvo starts playing with Human Terry’s hair.

Korvo: Wow. Nice hair.

Human Terry blushes.

Human Terry: touches his ears Wow you gotta teach these ears. I can’t believe I a got a penis, and a nose and a dick and a head full of hair and a shlong!

Korvo laughs and turns into his human form.

Human Korvo: Say I think this new form of yours have got me turned on.

Human Terry: Well, we’ve never had sex as humans before.

Human Korvo then seduces Human Terry.

Human Korvo: I think what you and your sexy hunky human body right now you green stud…

Human Terry growls seductively and pins Human Korvo against the bed.

Human Terry: Baby you got me on fire!

The two husbands make out as Human Terry grabs Human Korvo’s crotch.

Human Korvo: moans Oh yes Terry… Fuck! Oh! Fuck me now!

As the two have sex a mysterious figure watches them and growls. He puts down his binoculars and throws a knife at a nearby tree as he snarls.

???: I’ll make him pay for what he’s done.

The scene then cuts to Human Korvo and Human Terry snuggling with each other.

Human Korvo: That was great.

Human Terry: You were great.

Human Terry plays with Human Korvo’s hair.

Human Terry: By the way, nice long blond hair. It suits you.

Human Korvo: You think?

Human Korvo smiles but then looks sad.

Human Terry: What’s wrong?

Human Korvo: I’m scared, Terry. Scared of being human. I’m not used to…to…this.

Human Terry smiles as he soothes Human Korvo’s face in a comfort manner.

Human Terry: I know. But we’ll get through this. You just need to-

Suddenly… They heard a knock on their door.

Human Korvo: Come in!

Then, Janiz comes in as she gasp upon seeing Human Terry.

Janiz: Terry?

Human Terry: Hey? chuckles nervously

The scene then cuts to Human Terry and Human Korvo putting their clothes back on as the kids grow shock by Terry’s human form.

Jesse: Jesus Jessica Parker!

Sonya: Holy sweet mother grapes! Terry is a human now?

Human Terry: Yep.

Jesse: Jeepers! I can’t believe you’re actually human. This is so cool.

Yumyulack: Oh my God! Do you have a butthole?!

Human Terry: I don’t know you tell me!

Human Terry pulls down his pants and…

Yumyulack, Jesse and Sonya: Whoa-ho! He’s a got a butthole! He’s got a butthole!

Sonya: Can you put stuff in it?!

Human Terry: Oh. Great idea sweetie. What kind of stuff should I put it in it? Give me that gunquan!

Sonya: Okay!

Korvo: stops Sonya Uh uh uh! Nobody is putting anything in Terry’s butthole, except me. After we can figure out how to zap it!

Sonya: Aw…

Human Terry: Oh come on! You never let me put anything in anything!

Korvo chuckles.

Korvo: I know, darling. But let’s keep it subtle.

Pupa however runs in the room screaming.

Sonya: Pupa! What’s wrong?!

Pupa: Monster!

Solar Opposites: SAY WHAT?!

Jesse: What do you mean there’s a monster?

Pupa points outside. Korvo comes outside and gasps.

Pupa: hands them a note Look!

Terry takes the note. It says, “Korvo, I’m gonna kill you” writing in a blood! Terry gasps.

Terry: Oh no! That man is gonna kill Korvy!

Korvo gasps.

Korvo: Oh fuck!

AISHA, EVA and MAX then pops out.

EVA: What’s going on?

Korvo starts having a panic attack as he screams it out.

Korvo: SOMEONE IS OUT TO KILL ME!

The AIs gasp

AISHA: Oh shit! We should run away to Mexico or something to keep you safe!

Korvo: NO!

Korvo starts breathing in and out in fear.

Korvo: Fuck! I don’t wanna die! cries I DON’T WANNA DIE!

Korvo breaks down in tears. Terry gasps.

Terry: Oh no Korvy… hugs Korvo as he continues crying

Janiz: Oh Korvo…

Janiz comes up and soothes her brother.

Korvo: Terry, can you promise me something.

Terry: Yes! Anything!

Korvo: Promise me you’ll never leave my side. a tear runs down Korvo’s cheek Promise me you’ll be there to protect me. Please…

Terry gasp as he pulls Korvo in for a cooldown hug and soothes as Korvo continues crying into Terry’s chest.

Terry: I promise, babe. I promise.

Korvo sniffles as the kids rush over.

Yumyulack: Korvo?

Jesse: Aw poor Korvo

Sonya: Aw Korvo… *hugs Korvo*

Janiz: Guys! We gotta get Korvo out of here!

Korvo: Please do.

Janiz: But first, I think we should use our human forms for safety!

Korvo: Okay.

AISHA: We’re going with you too!

EVA: Yeah! We’re family guys!

MAX: So count us in!

The AIs turn into their human forms.

Solar Opposites: Whoa…

Korvo: I had no idea you guys could do that!

Human MAX: Janiz gave us these.

Korvo: *to Janiz* You did?

Janiz: I did. When you two where having sex, I reprogrammed them with the ability to turn into humans

Terry: Wow! Your human looks so cool guys!

Human EVA: Thanks!

Human AISHA: This human form is way amazing!

Yumyulack: Yeah, AISHA! You look good!

Human AISHA: Thanks!

Human MAX: Look at mine too! It has a sweet hot beard!

Korvo laughs and gains confidence.

Korvo: Solar Opposites, move out!

The others turn into their human forms

Korvo: Oh right human forms! Got it!

Korvo turns into his human form and ties his hair into a ponytail.

Human Terry: Wow. Nice ponytail!

Human Korvo laughs and blushes.

Human Korvo: Thanks honey. looks at Human Pupa Although, I think Pupa needs clothes now for his human form.

Human Jesse: Yeah, you’re right.

Human Pupa giggles as the family picks him up and takes him inside.

A few seconds later…

Human Janiz: There we go.

Human Korvo: Okay, now that the Pupa’s dressed. It’s time to kick ass!

Human Pupa: now with cute clothes on him, including a pink no sleeve shirt Yeah!

The human Solar Opposites head out as the mysterious figure watches them and chuckles.

Mysterious Figure: I’m coming for you Korvo….

The scene cuts to an abandoned warehouse.

Human Korvo: Okay. We can hide in there for awhile.

Human Terry: Okay.

Human Pupa: I’m scared.

Human Jesse: Us too Korvo.

Human Korvo sighs and picks up Human Pupa.

Human Korvo: It’s okay Pupa. We’re safe in here as long as whoever wants to kill me can’t find us and leave.

Sonya hugs Human Yumyulack and Human Jesse for comfort. Suddenly… A loud knock was heard as the family gasp in horror. The kids hide behind their dads, aunt and AIs for protection.

Mysterious Figure: offscreen; through the door Knock knock…

Human Yumyulack: Wh-who’s there?

Human Korvo: Go away!

Mysterious Figure: offscreen; through the door Too late…

The mysterious figure bursts through the door wearing a mask and attacks Human Korvo, knocking him out cold.

Solar Opposites: KORVO!

Human Terry cries tears of sadness before getting angry.

Mysterious Figure: What’s the matter Terry? Aren’t you suppose to be happy over what he did to us?

Human Terry: YOU PRICK!

Human Terry punches the mysterious figure as he groans. This gives the group time to escape.

Human AISHA: FUCKING RUN GUYS!

Human AISHA picks up Human Korvo who turns back into his Shlorpian form.

Human AISHA: Hang on Korvo! Let’s get you outta here!

The group runs out of the warehouse. After they stop running, Human AISHA puts Korvo down as Human Terry runs up to him.

Human Terry: Aw no. My poor Korvy. kisses Korvo on the forehead

Human Terry sobs. Korvo moans as he opens his eyes.

Korvo: Terry?

Human Terry smiles in tears of joy as he gasp.

Human Terry: Korvy!

Human Terry kiss Korvo on the lips as Korvo smiles and blushes.

Korvo: What happened?

Human Yumyulack: I don’t know.

Human Jesse: Me neither. Something or somebody knocked you out.

Korvo: Damn…I hardly remember. Everything‘s just one massive blur.

Human Janiz: Let’s just get you home before-

Suddenly a mysterious figure is heard laughing like a maniac.

Human Terry: Uh, who is that?!

???: Aw, I’m surprised you don’t remember me.

Korvo: What? The fuck are you talking about?

The mysterious figure suddenly jumps down from a tree.

Solar Opposites: Aaaah!

The Solar Opposites then gasp.

Human Jesse: Oh. My. God.

Sonya: Who is that guy?!

Korvo: No. It can’t be.

Human Yumyulack: Holy similar!

The mysterious figure looks exactly like Terry but different!

Human Janiz: Terry, is that you?!

Human Terry: Oh no! It’s Evil me from the time Korvy tried to change into something I am not but it backfired and it created a psychopathic version of myself!

Korvo sighs and starts crying

Human Terry: Aw no, Korvy. Don’t cry. It was years ago.

Korvo: I don’t care! I’m ashamed of what I did! I shouldn’t have-

Human Terry gives Korvo a cooldown hug as Korvo continues sobbing.

Evil Terry: Oh boo-hoo. Mr. Crybaby is guilty.

Human Terry growls in fury.

Human Terry: You…you…

Human Yumyulack: Uh, you okay Terry?

Human Jesse realizes something.

Human Jesse: Come on, Terry! Let the anger out!

Human Terry screams in fury. Human Terry tackles Evil Terry to the ground.

Evil Terry: Aaah! What the hell?!

Human Terry bites Evil Terry’s arm.

Evil Terry: Aaah! Savage beast!

Human Terry: HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY KORVY!

Human EVA grabs Human Terry and holds him back.

Human AISHA: Easy Terry! Calm yourself!

Human Terry pants angrily as Korvo gets turned on.

Korvo: Holy shit. Terry, you have me so turned on!

Human Terry: Uh, I do?

Korvo: seductively Hell yeah you do, you big hunky Shlorpian.

Human Terry bites his lip in lust.

Human Terry: Ho-ho. seductively Tell you what that talk is making me feel all good, coming from you.

The two husbands kiss as Korvo turns into his human form.

Evil Terry: What?!

Human Jesse smirks.

Human Jesse: Boo-yah! Love conquers all bitch!

Human Yumyulack gags.

Human Pupa: covers his eyes Yucky!

Evil Terry growls and throws his knife at Human Korvo. Human Korvo screams and ducks as it hits a window. Evil Terry grunts in anger. Human Korvo starts having a panic attack as Human Terry gasp.

Human Terry: Hey hey, Korvo. It’s okay.

Human Korvo keeps breathing in and out as he starts breaking down in tears. Human Janiz rushes to comfort her brother.

Human Janiz: KORVO!

Human Janiz hugs Human Korvo.

Human Korvo: weeping

Human Janiz: Shh… it’s okay… shh… I’m here lil bro…

Evil Terry: Lil bro? You have a sister?! laughs How lame is that?!

Human Janiz growls while going big sister instincts as he continues to console Human Korvo.

Human Janiz: Fuck. Off.

Human Korvo suddenly shows tranquil fury.

Human Janiz: Korvo?

Human Korvo grabs Evil Terry by the shirt.

Evil Terry: Hey! What the fuck?!

Human Terry blushes.

Human Terry: to himself quietly That hunky blue shimmering stud of mine has just won me over.

Human Korvo growls as Evil Terry.

Evil Terry: laughs Watcha gonna do? Punch me?

Human Korvo: No. I’ll let you live. For now.

Evil Terry growls and kicks Human Korvo in the face. As Evil Terry escapes, the family realizes they have to stop them.

Human Jesse: Korvo, are you okay?!

Human Korvo: Yes I am. But guys, we gotta stop him!

Human EVA: But how?!

Human MAX: I have an idea, but it’s super crazy.

Human Terry: Good! Let’s hear it then!

Human MAX: Okay here is the plan you all ready?!

Solar Opposites: YEAH!

Later, Evil Terry searches for the family everywhere.

Evil Terry: Where are you? Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Unknown to him, the human Solars hide and then Human Jesse nods for the signal. Human Terry then jumps down and traps Evil Terry in a net.

Human Terry: Gotcha bitch!

Evil Terry: Hey! Get off me! to Human Korvo You’ll pay for this!

Human Korvo: No you won’t. This has to stop! Why are you even here?!

Evil Terry: TO GET BACK AT YOU AND EVERY OTHER KORVO IN EVERY UNIVERSE!

The family grow confused.

Human Korvo: What?!

Human Terry: Dude, that’s crazy talk!

Human Jesse: Yeah. Why would you wanna do that?

Evil Terry starts breathing in and out in rage as tears burst from his eyes.

Human EVA: Uh, you okay?

Evil Terry: I’m fine! wipes a tear away

Human Janiz: Um, you don’t look fine.

Evil Terry: tears stream down in rage I JUST WANT TO BE LOVED, OKAY?!

Human Korvo gasps. Evil Terry punches his fist to the ground as he breaks down in tears.

Human Yumyulack: Wow. This haughty is definitely broken.

Human Korvo sighs and removes his hair tie

Human Korvo: I’m sorry I turned you into something you are not… that was wrong…

Evil Terry: Why should I forgive you?

Human Korvo looks at Human Terry, who smiles at him.

Human Korvo: Because you have every right to be mad at me for what I did and I shouldn’t have done that.

Human Terry smiles as a single tear shed from his right eye, which signify that he already forgives Korvo.

Evil Terry: How do I know you won’t do the same thing?

Human Korvo: Because this whole time, you were already perfect just the way you are.

Human Terry: Oh Korvy!

Human Terry then pulls Human Korvo for a kiss on the lips as the two human alien husbands moan lovingly at each other. Evil Terry sighs sadly.

Evil Terry: to Human Terry You really do love him… do you…

Human Terry: More than anything in the world. He’s my sexy hunky Shlorpian.

Human Korvo: Aw Terry. kisses Human Terry on the lips

Human Jesse: Blegh!

Human Yumyulack and Sonya: Eeew!

Human Jesse: Ugh! We give up…

Human Pupa: Yucky!

Evil Terry then picks up his knife and looks at his reflection as he finally has a heel realization.

Evil Terry: I guess I should give friends a chance.

The Solars gasp in surprise.

Sonya: Really Evil Daddy?

Evil Terry: Sure. Plus, I kinda like this little girl.

Evil Terry ruffles Sonya’s hair. Sonya giggles. Evil Terry suddenly starts glowing.

Evil Terry: Uh, what the fuck is happening to me?

Evil Terry turns into a human.

Human Evil Terry: Damn I look hot.

Human Terry: Hey! Looking good!

Human Evil Terry: Thanks. By the way, looks at Sonya who’s that little girl’s name?

Human Korvo: She’s Sonya. We adopted her.

Human Evil Terry: Wait. That means she’s your daughter?

Human Yumyulack: Yep. And our sister.

Human Jesse: She is a Solar now.

Sonya giggles. Human Evil Terry smiles.

Human Evil Terry: I was wrong about you Korvo. You’re a great husband and a great dad and a great brother too. I’m sorry...

Human Korvo: It’s okay.

Human Korvo and Human Evil Terry hug as the others join in.

Human Evil Terry: So Terry, where should we head now?

Human Terry: Back to our house. Korvo and I have to get ready for a dinner party.

Human Korvo: Oh yes. That.

Human Yumyulack: Should we take a bus?

The scene then cuts to the Solars’ house.

Human Evil Terry: Nice house man.

Human Jesse: Thanks.

Human Terry: Korvo, you ready to go?

Human Korvo: offscreen Coming!

Human Korvo comes down the stairs in a sparkly purple tuxedo, sparkly purple eyeshadow, and sparkly purple lipstick.

Human Terry: smitten whistle

Human Jesse: Whoa.

Human Yumyulack: You’re all that.

Human Terry: smitten whistle

Human Jesse: Whoa.

Human Yumyulack: You’re all that.

Human Korvo: Thanks kids.

Human Evil Terry: Damn. You’re like a badass fashion model.

Human Korvo: I sure do. Oh, what about Pupa?

Human Pupa: Hottie!

Human Pupa then pops out wearing a tuxedo dress.

Human Jesse: Oh my gosh! That’s so cute!

Human Terry: Aw, look at human Pupa! So adorable!

Human Terry then turns to Human Korvo and places a hand on his cheek

Human Terry: You never looked more beautiful my love.

Human Korvo laughs and removes his hair tie.

Human Korvo: You sure this new so is fancy for you? flips his hair back n forth

Human Terry: Oh hell yes.

Human AISHA: Shall we head out now fam?

Human Jesse: Yes!

The family then leaves and head out on the bus. Inside, the family are keeping themselves occupy

Human Evil Terry: Nice transportation.

Human Korvo: Pretty neat right?

Human Pupa starts playing around as he giggles on his coloring book.. Human Korvo brushes a strand of hair behind his ear and sighs sadly.

Human Terry: What’s wrong honey?

Human Korvo: Should we tell Jamie and Darcy about…this?

Human Terry smiles and puts his hand on Human Korvo’s shoulder.

Human Terry: If it makes you feel better, we will, okay?

Human Korvo smiles as he kiss Human Terry on the cheek.

Human Korvo: Thank you, Terry.

Human Korvo and Human Terry kiss again. But then, they heard a man complaining over Human Pupa doing something that annoyed him.

Man: Sir, can you control your daughter because I-

Human Korvo: Ooh, you are not telling me how to raise my child!

Human Jesse: You do not tell this man how to raise his child!

Human Pupa: You do not tell her how to raise me!

Human Janiz: Mmm-mmm!

Human EVA: No you do not!

Human Terry: You have no idea what my husband is done!

Human Yumyulack: Yeah! That’s right!

The man is shocked but scoffs.

Man: Whatever.

Human Korvo: Yeesh. What a dick.

Human Evil Terry: Jeez, now, I’m don’t miss being evil.

Human Terry: You do? Why?

Human Evil Terry: Because I killed the Korvo from my universe and now that I’ve opened my eyes, I’m starting to feel guilty for what I did.

Human Terry smiles.

Human Terry: It’s okay. That’s in the past now.

The group arrives at the dinner party and Human Korvo has an idea and changes into his Shlorpian form.

Human Jesse: Uh, what are you doing?

Korvo: Just showing off my new look as a Shlorpian.

Human Terry: Hey, that’s actually pretty good idea!

Korvo then knocks on the door as Darcy and Jamie open it.

Darcy: Hey Korvo. What’s up? Nice look.

Korvo: Thanks.

Jamie and Darcy then notice the human Solars.

Jamie: Uh? You mind telling us what happened?

Darcy: Yeah, are these your husband, kids and sister? What happens to them?

Korvo: Well, we found out we can turn into humans. Cool right?

Jamie and Darcy are surprised.

Darcy: Wait? You guys can do that?!

Korvo: Yep. Watch this.

Korvo turns back into his human form as Jamie and Darcy grows surprised by this.

Human Korvo: Thanks.

Darcy: You guys wanna head inside now?

Human Terry: Hell yeah!

Human Korvo: Come along fam. Let’s head inside now. The fun awaits.

Human Korvo kisses Human Terry on the lips before they head inside.

THE END

[viktheviking1]

(The drawing is just something I threw together late last night, and the file was too big to transfer so I just had to take a picture of the computer screen with my phone. So yeah, it's kind of terrible and I debated whether to post it or not, but I decided it wouldn't hurt. Yeah, writing is still definitely my artform of choice.)

PSA here, many people without limbs can bathe by themselves, and can live independently for the most part, but I thought it’d be cute to show a little bit more of Ozzie being Fizzarolli’s personal carer as well as boyfriend. I think that even if Fizz’s limbs were waterproof, and if he could bathe himself, that they would still appreciate the time and intimacy of bathing together. That’s just my personal headcanon though.

“You, know. Blitz even said that he wouldn’t mind having a three-some with the both of us.” Fizz was lying next to Ozzy on their bed after a long night catching up with his old friend at a bar.

Asmodeus looked thoughtful, “Hmm . . . I suppose I’m not against the idea. . . but what about him and Stolas? Aren’t they . . . together? At least to some degree?”

“Oh, right. You’ve been too busy to keep up with the news. They broke up. Like, completely.” Fizz spilt the tea.

Asmodeus gasped, “No way! Awe! I was really rooting for them! Do you know why?”

Fizz shrugged, “Beats me, but given that they both are on dating accounts looking for rebounds, I doubt either of them are okay about it.”

“They both are?!” Ozzy’s shocked face turned into a mischievous grin.

“Oh, no. I know that face. You know you’re the Lord of Lust, right? Not cupid.” Fizz shook his head disapprovingly.

“I know~ but that little birdie is so lonely~” Asmodeus said playfully, “And besides, what harm could a little poking around do? Don’t you want your old friend to be happy? Or were you planning on keeping him all to yourself? I can respect that.”

“No, it’s not about that. It’s about you” Fizz booped his nose, “meddling in things you shouldn’t meddle with. All you’ll do is end up causing trouble. So you can go do whatever you want, but leave me out of it.” Fizz crossed his arms stubbornly.

“Awe, but Fizzy~ It won’t be as fun without you. And you know your old friend better than anyone. Won’t you give me a hand~” Ozzy squished his face, “Pwease~”

Fizz laughed heartily, “Alright, alright. Fine! But if this goes sideways, it’s on you!”

“Yay! Now let’s get to sleep for real, else I’m gonna be a zombie all day tomorrow.” Ozzy sat up to go get undressed.

“Aw, but I’m still horny! Can’t we have a little fun before bed?” Fizzy complained like a kid wanting candy.

“It’s 2 in the morning, babe! We have to get up in less than 4 hours!” Oz said, taking off his suit.

Fizz curled into a ball, pouting, “Since when were you so responsible?”

Asmodeus chuckled, “Since I had someone to care about~” his face turned stern, “Now get to the bath and take off your limbs. You reek of alcohol.”

“Oh~, won’t you help me get clean, big daddy~” Fizz posed seductively.

Ozzy snickered, “Like I don’t every time.”

“Come on, Oz. It’s no fun if it’s just a chore!” Fizz said, getting off the bed.

“Oh, baby, it never is. I cherish the private moments with you.” Ozzy switched to a more seductive tone, “Now let me sponge you down so good, you’ll be begging for mercy.”

“That’s more like it.” Fizz snickered, and started doing cartwheels to the bathroom.

Read more of The Pompous and the Prick here:

[xoxoemynn]

5, 12, 18 for the fic writer asks??

YAY THANK YOU!

5. first sentence of the fifth paragraph of an unpublished WIP From the Big WIP aka my Afterlight Boys! This is where, if he were in one of his shows, someone would point out there’s always a rainbow after a storm, and only bright and magical things ahead, and they’d burst into song and dance as the stage lit up in color and the audience gasped and cheered and clapped.

12. a trope you’re really into right now MAKE IT ACHE!!! I don't care how, I need Ed and Stede DESPERATE and HURTING and YEARNING and DEVOID OF ALL HOPE. I need them to CRY. I need them to push each other away. And then I need them to cry more and kiss the tears away. idk if that's really a "right now" so much as an "always" but... yes. Pain.

18. if you keep them, share a deleted sentence or paragraph from a published fic Okay I had to search for this, because I lost a lot of my deleted snippets when my computer died since I kept so many on Scrivener and did not back up appropriately. 😭 But here's an earlier version of a scene from Here's to the Night. I reworked it because the tone was getting more melancholy than the fic called for. Behind a cut because I couldn't just pick a single paragraph and it's long.

Ed licked the remnants of the chip off his thumb and then leaned in close to Stede. “Why’d you and your wife split up?”

Stede shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “I guess you could say we were incompatible.”

“You mean that you’re gay.”

All the air left Stede’s lungs. He didn’t know why this felt like crossing such a line. He’d been flirting with Ed on the company phone line all night and had made an excuse for him to come up just so he could spend more time with him, alone, on a holiday traditionally spent with couples.

But hearing the word out loud, and describing him, made Stede like he was caught talking too loudly in the library by the strict librarian. He just barely resisted the urge to look over his shoulder to make sure nobody heard.

“Stede, mate, you okay?”

Stede shook his head. “No, you’re right. I just…” He let out a soft half-laugh. “I’ve never actually said it before. I knew it. Have known it. And by the end I think even my ex-wife knew it, although she never said anything. I just… wow. Wowie wow wow.”

“Do you want to say it now?” Ed asked quietly. “Just for the hell of it?”

“I’m gay,” Stede said. The words sounded loud in the empty office, so loud Stede was semi-surprised they didn’t echo throughout the hallways. He smiled. “I’m gay.”

“Congrats, mate.” Ed clapped his shoulder. “Felt good, didn’t it?”

“Felt weird,” Stede admitted. “Like it wasn’t even really me saying it. But also I felt… more me? Does that even make sense?”

“Completely,” Ed said. “And maybe now you can start living your real life.”

“What, just because I’ve said out loud what I’ve always known?” Stede scoffed.

“Listen, I get it,” Ed said quietly. “Obviously. It’s not like things have been easy for us of late.”

Stede’s throat tightened, and he shook his head. “No.”

“Do you want to tell me, or do you want me to guess?” Ed asked.

“I… I thought it was just something you grew out of,” Stede said. “I went to an all-boys’ boarding school, and it was just what you did. But while all my classmates did… I didn’t. I figured I just needed to try harder. I dated girls all through uni, and it still never felt right.”

“And…”

Stede sighed. “I pulled a classic Stede Bonnet move and ran away. Moved to New York. I thought when I was off on my own I could finally explore who I was without being surrounded by all the relics of my old life.”

Ed nodded. “And how’d that go?”

“Great. I loved it. Made me want to travel more, see everything the world had to offer. And I even dated a few men. Really nice ones, too. Not right, but it felt closer.” He looked down at his hands. “And then it was the eighties.”

“Ah.”

“Yeah,” Stede said. “So, I moved back home, met Mary, convinced her I was the man of her dreams. We were married before she was able to come to her senses.”

Ed rested his hand on Stede’s knee. “I’m sorry, mate.”

Stede shook his head. “It’s fine. I was lying to myself, to Mary, to my family. It had to all come crashing down eventually."

[lokilickedme]

Who was it that asked for workplace sex in The Puma Club?  Whoever that was, I got some good news for you.

Also I’m still fretting over Julian Sands, I can’t believe me and my kids disappeared him.  This is what, day 8?  COME HOME MR SANDS WE’RE SORRY WE WON’T DO IT AGAIN

I have a sinus headache from my almost-done cold but now Little is snuffling and it looks like it’s going to make the rounds through all of us before it leaves.  Feck.

Tomorrow is my day off so I’ll try to throw out some writing, but god help me I’m gonna finish this one chapter today before I go in if it hamstrings me.  And it probably will, so, yay.

On a side note:  the store’s playlist has quite a lot of Hozier on it and I would full-body hug whoever’s responsible for that if there wasn’t also Taylor Swift on it.  Dude, you were so close to sainthood, why’d you drop the donuts when you were two feet from the table?  At least I’m not at the ice cream shop listening to Kanye with barely alive teenagers anymore.  In fact I got a commendation in front of upper management last night and as the little meeting was breaking up I growled at my boss DO NOT PROMOTE ME, I MEAN IT, I LOVE WHAT I’M DOING DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH IT I WILL SHANK SOMEBODY BEFORE I LET YOU SHOVE ME UP THE LADDER.  He seems to be grooming me for management and I just...I don’t wanna.  I go into the store in the middle of the afternoon, I grab my little computer, I disappear into the depths and I reappear four hours later on my way out the door.  Nobody even knows I’m there unless I choose to interact with someone (okay Crackbaby in the deli knows I’m there because he hunts all over the store to find me and puts his stupid adorable face in front of me every day at 4:00 because apparently he wants to be a new muse or something).  I’m my own supervisor and department head, hell I’m my own entire department, I don’t answer to anybody.  Some of my co-workers think I’m a spy from corporate and I let them because that’s kinda cool actually.  I get to indulge my particular brand of OCD by organizing and arranging and sorting and I can be as weird as I want to be because there’s literally only one person who can do anything about me and he thinks I’m the coolest person in the world.  Why would I want to move into an office and be handed stress quotas and anxiety reports?  Naw, I’m good thanks.

Anyway, it’s 25 degrees today.  Snow on the ground.  I’m supposed to take my MIL to lunch but when she calls I’m gonna beg off because Little is so snuffly he sounds like a vacuum hose snorting up Jell-o.  Which gives me more time to work on The Puma Club before I go to work...oh yeah, that was the entire point of this post.  Puma Club will be updating today or tonight, hopefully.  Tomorrow at the latest.  And whoever asked for the workplace sex, today’s your lucky day :)  Or tomorrow, depending on my attention span allotment for the next three hours.

[new-royston-cursebreakers]

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Comic sans intro for my WIP here we go

Image description under the cut:

A series of powerpoint slides, all with a white background, blue, pink, and purple vapor trails, and the comic sans font.

slide one; The Curse of New Royston [line break] A comic sans PPT about my first novel [line break] Fun fact that’s the font that I do my first drafts in

slide two; YAAAAAY THE PLOT

There are as many main characters as letters in that yay (my workshop thought I was crazy)

They all live in a little cursed town in early 2000s Connecticut

The curse is that however much money you have, that’s how big you are, but only in the borders of that town

So like if you’ve got a big net worth and you’re one of the richest people in town you’d be like 30 feet tall and if you’re living paycheck to paycheck you might be like 6 inches tall

Yeah it’s weird but there’s a lot of world building at the beginning and it’ll answer all your questions I promise

But anyway the main characters all kinda wanna break the curse but they fight about it and also Things Get In The Way

Also there’s ghosts

slide three; FAQ

Question

Why are all 7 of your main characters male

How does ____ work in New Royston

What the fuck are you even on

Answer

I transed my gender and am sick of pretending to be Woman and also friendships and queer relationships between boys are nice

If it’s not already answered in the first ~100 pages of the book I’d be surprised

The zeal of life baby!!!!!!!

The next seven slides are character slides; each one begins with their name and has a small picture of the character represented by a Nintendo Mii.

slide four; Gio

Focal character of the odd-numbered chapters

Like 20 feet tallHis full name is Giovanni Violett but he hates it with a passion

Non-lethally drowned when he crossed the curse’s border in the water and Came Back Wrong

Ocean metaphors my beloved

Certified Greek myth nerd

A bit prejudiced but trying his best

Angy boi

Being followed by a mysterious man in a pirate hat who broke his computer once

slide five; Cricket

Focal character of the even-numbered chapters

Like a foot tall

Can chirp like a Cricket

REALLY loves bugs

His parents left town to save up enough money to get him out too so he’s been alone for like a year when the book begins Jewish

13 and 30

Absolute ball of sunshine but will not listen to anything anyone tells him to do

He will drag you kicking and screaming into his house to feed you soup and tuck you into bed

slide six; Fletcher

About 25 feet tall but it changes a lot

Gio’s best friend

Has some serious anxiety problems only matched by some serious memory problems

But we don’t need to get into all that [smile] he covers it up by being loud and obnoxious

Kinda sorta threatened Cricket’s life on the first day of school

May or may not be harboring Secrets

Hopelessly gay

I’m not saying he’s a self insert but I am saying he’s substantially more like me than the others

slide seven; Eneas

Only like seven inches tall

Has a track record of social advocacy (he calls it ‘being annoying until I get what I want’)

Walking spoiler

I literally wanted him to be a focal character but he Knows Too Much

Everybody has something to say about him

Terrifies Fletcher

Terrified of Fletcher

Cares so so much about everyone

Yells at Cricket when he inevitably doesn’t listen to him

slide eight; Caelan

About 17 feet tallHomophobic homosexualWhen he voted for the Leopards Eating People’s Faces Party he didn’t expect that a leopard would eat HIS face!!!Carrying on a secret relationship. ShhhhFruity afThe mayor’s sonInto embroidery and being an absolute dipshitReally doesn’t know how to handle things rn ok

slide nine; Auster

About eight inches tall

Cricket and Eneas’ longtime friendA WITCH

Okay he’s a cunning man but he’s very similar to a witch

Transed his gender

An orphan

Helping his chronically ill sister take care of his younger siblings

Is always so so tired

Has a lot of “secrets” (he’s just too tired to talk about them and doesn’t wanna get into all that rn)

Actually very sweet deep down

slide ten; Cameron

About 30 feet tall (the biggest!!!)

But still an outcast in the rich people placeNo one really knows why

No one knows where he came from

No one knows why he’s so weird

No one knows where his weird ass dialect came from

But he seems to be doing okay…?

Basically another walking spoiler

Gio feels every emotion at once toward him

Everyone else really doesn’t know what to do with him

Was the Great Sage in my first Miitopia playthrough

slide eleven; Other Things That Happen

All of the MCs are queer in some way but they don’t all get mentioned in the book so I didn’t include it in their bios [sad face]

The Forest holds Secrets

Gio gets traumatized

Cricket faces literal microaggressions (and also gets traumatized)

But dw the story’s actually kinda optimistic

Someone wields a chainsaw without proper safety measures

People find out things about their families

You’ll learn some things about bugs [smile]

Find more @new-royston-cursebreakers!

slide twelve; Memes

image one; the Spongebob “aight imma head out” meme has been edited to read “Fletcher as soon as anything happens”.

image two; the Kombucha girl reacts negatively to “Making the angry character fire-themed and the kind character light-themed” and reacts positively to “Making the angry character water-themed and the kind character darkness-themed.”

image three; a screenshot reading “Gio knows he’s going to Hell” in comic sans.

image four; the car exiting a highway meme. The car is labeled “Eneas” and the signs are labeled “Explaining why what they did is dangerous” and “Yelling at them some more” with the car angling toward the latter.

image five; the “I love all my children equally meme” has been editing to read “I love all my characters equally” in the first panel and “I don’t care for Caelan” in the second panel.

image six; a girl overwhelmed with eating pancakes that are being handed to her by a lot of people. The pancakes are labeled: “’Normal’ as we define it is impossible to achieve,” “We will never progress while we still hold onto fear,” “The way we as society treat kids is abhorrent,” “Activism happens in small steps,” “Understanding our past is integral to shaping our future,” “Lawful and good are two different things,” “Wow American Christianity kinda sucks ngl,” “You don’t have to understand others to treat them kindly,” and “Capitalism bad”.

image seven; a screenshot in which spellcheck is suggesting that “Caelan’s” be corrected to “Cain’s”.

image eight; Jason Mamoa sneaking up on Henry Cavill. Henry Cavill is labeled “Me, who thinks I have my story structure figured out” and Jason Momoa is labeled “’what if chiastic structure tho’“.

[jodilin65]

THURSDAY, APRIL 30, 2009 There was quite a ruckus under the floorboards just now. When you live in the woods, tons of mice and other stuff live with you, and from the sound of it, a rat or a cat was chasing and terrorizing a mouse. We heard a scuffle, then a mouse squealing in terror. For a minute I thought something was trapped under there, but we’ve heard this before, and so it can’t always be something getting trapped. For the longest time, we couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming from since it seemed to be everywhere. Yet there haven’t been any droppings inside the place, so now we’re pretty sure it’s under the space that runs under the floors.

Anyway, today was a better day than yesterday. I got my incense and my CD, too. Do we still think they’re stealing our mail? Well, now we’re not so sure, but we’re still getting out of there cuz we have to. They’re going out of business.

Yay, my first Italian dream! Tom and I were looking at a computer screen and paper money was pictured on it. I pointed to the screen and excitedly said “Soldi!” Tom said, “Soldi, huh?” I nodded and said, “Soldi and denaro is money, and monete is coins.” That’s 4 languages I’ve dreamt in now.

My teeth are acting up again, so if nothing’s changed by the time this special toothpaste runs out I won’t be buying any more. I had to use the Crest Sensitivity even though the Restore says it helps with sensitivity. It’s still looking like, yeah, I am going to have to go to the free clinic. I can’t go on like this forever, and like I’ve been saying for months, even years, I’m not likely to be insured before I’m 65.

Got letters from both Mary and Paula. Paula enclosed $10 for me to ship her the stuff she wants. We should be able to get it off to her Monday. We’re also going to set up a new email account as well for us both to use.

Mary’s doing well, and I think that’s it for now.

WEDNESDAY, APRIL 29, 2009 Today, almost yesterday, turned out to be a perfectly shitty day. First the helicopters return to wake me up, and then my package can’t be delivered cuz the fucking UPS Store people weren’t there when they were supposed to be so they could claim it! What’s the point of having this type of mail service if they’re not going to be available some of the time to accept packages?! And what’s the point of living out in the woods if I’m just going to get woken up anyway?! My sleep is so damn cursed no matter what! First it’s cuz Jesse can’t stop coming down here, then it’s the renters shooting, and now all this insane helicopter activity. The fucking things really make up for the sonic booms we had down in the desert. This project that they’re doing – whatever it is – is obviously not going to end anytime soon. So now I’m scrambling to get back on days and stay there as long as I can. I swear, if it’s not one thing it’s another waking me up. When they stop flying practically an inch over our heads, the renters will go back to playing target practice or something.

As for the package of incense, Tom reminded me that one of his packages didn’t get delivered once, but it made it the next day. Also, because UPS and FedEx are competitors, they’re not going to go out of their way to cooperate with each other. Yeah, I know, and we’re the ones that have to deal with it. I just hope they can stop playing games so I don’t have to have the package returned to NY to be shipped directly here which I should’ve done in the first place.

My teeth are acting up again. This Restore toothpaste says it fights sensitivity, but I don’t know if it’s worth it or not. It’s too soon to say for sure.

It’s amazing the documents they put online. Everything from mortgages to loans, repossessed items to property sales. And of course, some states air out people’s criminal dirty laundry. Canada may have a privacy act, but not here! Here we have the Freedom of Information Act and people who believe your business is yours and your business is theirs, too. I don’t know why it bothers so many people, though. I can see it bothering someone looking for a job with a record, but as long as no one has your SS# none of the info can be used against you.

Tom and I joked about being net detectives since most people aren’t smart enough to know how to check others out, but I think it’d be boring digging up info on strangers. Either way, just gimme a name and I can practically tell you the last time they peed or what they ate for dinner in 1960! Ain’t America grand?

According to the documents I found, it looks like my maternal grandparents may’ve lived in Brimfield before they built/bought the Longmeadow house next to ours, also built/bought at the same time in 1966.

We got a kick out of learning that my parents’ house payments on their first house were just $77 in 1957! Ah, to be able to pay so little.

Passed IT 102 with an 85%, better than the 82% I got in IT 101. 101 & 102 are 50 hours, but 201 & 202 are 30 hours. I just wish they’d add a little grammar explanation in between and not go over so many of the same words over and over, but that’s how these full-immersion courses work. You just dive right in. It’s still fun, though!

TUESDAY, APRIL 28, 2009 I wasn’t going to do an entry today, but then said what the hell? Just heard Jesse buzzing around on the ATV. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him on it this late. I hope nothing’s wrong. Like with the well or the renters. We haven’t seen the dogs again, and I hope Tom’s right in saying that seeing them the other day was a fluke. He thinks they were weeding or something and they got loose.

Anyway, Jesse didn’t work the last two days and so it’s been quiet. I think he had a visitor today, though. Before I went out to run while Tom walked, the dogs went off for a minute, then after we came inside we heard a couple of car doors. We think that’s what it was anyway.

The weather was great for running; a cool breeze yet warm sun. However, days like today and yesterday makes me think that yes, I would choose the desert over this climate. Since when does it get down to the low 40s at night in Arizona? These cold snaps are getting old!

My incense is coming tomorrow! I can’t wait to have the place filled with good smells, and I better fucking get the package, too. Tom says they’ll give it to me cuz it’s a big package. Just as soon as we’re done with them, though, so they can’t play spite games, we’re going to voice our suspicions to the BBB.

I now have 17 tweeters following me.

Off to finish IT 102!

MONDAY, APRIL 27, 2009 I looked up civil traffic violations and found that they commonly include speeding, parking in no-parking zones, running red lights, failing to obey traffic signs, driving in the wrong lane, driving without a seatbelt, and driving too slow on interstate highways. So it looks like the worst-case scenario, Stacey will have to pay $572, but not go to jail. Aw, too bad! She probably never did in the first place, after all.

We suspect they’ve been stealing some of our mail at the UPS Store. Little things like samples and small wins such as the CD I just got from Kiwi. So we’ve been weighing the pros and cons of getting a PO Box, having the mail delivered here, or using some other mail service. The problem with the PO Box is they don’t accept UPS & FedEx and a lot of the sweeps won’t let you enter with a PO Box. Bad economy or not, I enter hundreds of sweeps a day, I win something every few days, and that all stopped when we got this box last June. Amazing coincidence, huh? Yet we got a lot of stuff at the Carmichael box, so they don’t all steal. If we do go with another mail service place, we’ll only sign up for 6 months to test them out. Another reason we’re hesitant to get mail here, not that we don’t trust Jesse, is that when we move it may confuse the carriers with one name being forwarded from one place while another isn’t.

It’s been nice and quiet. I wonder if Brandy had her puppies yet. We saw a jackrabbit earlier. It’s deer season again, too. Haven’t heard the coyotes howling lately.

Now would be the ideal time to go to Italy while no one’s hiring and before we get a dog, not that Jesse wouldn’t keep it up at his place if we did, but we don’t have money for the new luggage we’d need or for food. And of course if he hadn’t gone and lost his passport, that’d help, too! He keeps saying he’ll find it. I keep saying he should call the American Embassy. He’s as good at losing things as I am with languages. Then again, why take a trip that’d cost us hundreds? Especially if one of us isn’t very excited about it.

My ear and teeth are both doing better. We’re now pretty convinced that a big part of the pressure problems I was having with the ear was due to the extreme elevation in Oregon, but now that we’re down here in Cali, it’s been getting better over time.

It’s too soon to say how effective the Restore toothpaste is, but the tooth that broke up in Oregon didn’t fall out completely and it’s black and ugly. The rest are yellow as hell, but that’s cuz I have a cup of tea every day. It’s part of my diet regimen to have Oolong tea.

It’s so sad that Farrah Fawcett is dying and she’s only 62. She’s got anal cancer, the poor thing, and her son, in jail for heroin, was allowed a supervised visit to her.

For some reason I regarded her as a stuck-up, conceited individual for the longest time, then over the years I’d see her in a scattering of interviews and decided she really isn’t much different than the average Jane. It’s still kind of sad cuz even though Kate was my favorite angel and I quit watching the show after she left, Farrah was a huge icon for many of those within my age group.

Bendejo’s eating regular rat food right now. The other one just wants junk.

The last dream I remember wasn’t a pleasant one. Tom and I were vacationing somewhere (I think) and he was off browsing in one store while I was in another. Two female employees came to detain me, insisting I was going to steal something, though I sure wasn’t. I was simply browsing. I said, “Look, I’ve just been diagnosed with breast cancer (I didn’t like that part), my mother has breast cancer, my father has a bum ticker, so I don’t need this crap!”

Yet I continued to wait and wait and it eventually got dark. I worried about Tom who would certainly be getting worried about me by now, wondering where the hell I could be.

Then the manager stepped in and he said, “I think you’ve been wasting poor Jodi’s time. You can go now.” And I literally took his hand and kissed it.

Then I asked this other lady if she could page Tom for me to let him know where I was. She said yes, walked through a tiny pool of water that was about 3” deep, picked up a hose that sort of looked like a dryer hose, and paged “Arthur.”

“Arthur?” I asked. “That’s my father’s name. Why are you calling him Arthur?”

SUNDAY, APRIL 26, 2009 Boy, those OLSers really like people-info sites! Someone posted a thread wanting to know how they could find out for free if someone has a record. I’d already known of some places to go for that, but someone provided a link to a place I’d never heard of before, and wow!

Let’s just say that some people I thought were clean – or at least relatively clean – aren’t so clean after all, and those who are naughty are even naughtier than I thought!

Besides digging up my own dirt – LOL – let’s see, big sis got sued by some hospital a couple of years ago. Nothing too big, but big enough. She was ordered to pay a total of $766 but was allowed to make weekly payments of $35.

But if she’s been working in some hospital and her husband owns his own business, why would she be so broke that she’d have to make payments?

Maybe I was wrong in assuming God not only protected my perps but that He also made sure they were living it up, cuz dear old Joely got sued a hell of a lot worse than that! She not only tried to get out of having to pay rent at some apartment complex, but she tried to rip off a daycare place too, and get free service for the little mistake she made that we taxpayers had to pay for. She lost both cases and was ordered to pay over a grand for each one.

Thank you, God, for showing her what it’s like to have to pay thousands of dollars, even if she deserved to and I didn’t. Now could you please give her a little taste of what it’s like to lose your freedom for a while? Lost sleep, cold showers, inedible food?

She and Mike have been duking it out in family court over the mistake since ’95, and now I know his last name. Figures he has to have a common name! Got too many hits on him, but I’m sure he’s got a nice, lengthy record of his own.

And while I didn’t bother to check, I’m sure she tormented her neighbors in PA & VA, too.

Got a lot of hits on the pig, but with a name that’s also common, who knows what’s his and what isn’t? He wasn’t worth the time it would take to go through them all, but I did leave him a less-than-pleasant review at a cop-rating site. I can’t believe he’s still on the force! Then again, I can. They all protect their own, don’t they?

Just like with the lawyer-rating site, it’s legal and I refuse to allow my right to free speech to be violated again in any way. If you threaten someone or falsely claim they won something – of course you’re asking for it – but nothing I did was illegal or dishonest, so I went for it. I simply stated the facts. I only had so much space to do it in so I just got right to the point about his conning, tricking and manipulating me on behalf of a personal friend who had a case and a vendetta going against me and how false and fabricated evidence was thrown in and information was withheld from me that could’ve helped me. But I didn’t know it until it was too late and I’d already been convicted.

What do I expect to come of it? Well, nothing of course, other than the peace of mind that comes with knowing that I finally got the chance to speak up after what he helped put me through, and not just in my journal or to those closest to me.

I like how it says, “You have the right to remain informed,” on the site, and we SHOULD have the right to remain informed, and if what I had to say about this twisted piece of shit can help someone else whom he may be using and abusing with his badge against – great. I think it’s great that one can now post their experiences with crooked cops, lawyers, doctors and people like that. Especially with so many of them falling into corruption.

Now here’s the biggest shocker of all. It totally cracks me up with laughter! Stacey may be doing a little time herself! LOL

Like I said, this one’s got me laughing the hardest. I guess it’s cuz it’s the most shocking. The others were assholes through and through and so it was no surprise to learn they’ve been in and out of jail and court. I still can’t believe the judge didn’t see Joely’s true colors shining through, and that she and the pig were buddies, but hey, it was Arizona. And she was black and I was white. That oughta tell anyone who’s ever lived there more than enough.

I just can’t picture Stacey getting arrested for drunk driving! It looks like that’s what the civil traffic violation is all about, but I can’t say for sure. It could be for speeding, running a light, or rear-ending someone, but it looks like a DUI to me. It happened in January and she’s got court dates for May and July, so whatever the outcome ends up being – and that’s a scary thought being in Arizona – it’s not going to happen for a while yet.

LOL, I honestly can’t picture her getting busted any more than I can picture my mother getting busted! I wonder, did she think of me? Did she think, so this is what it’s like? This is what she went through? However, she wouldn’t know I did time unless she recognized me on the news 9 years ago (my name had changed by then) or had read my journal.

LOL, Oh, my God, it’s just too funny! Too bad we weren’t arrested at the same time. Wouldn’t that have been loads of fun – Ahahahahaha!!!

Of course, I couldn’t resist, dropping the link off at her place of work, if she hasn’t already lost her job there. LOL

James also had a justice civil case in which he was the plaintiff, though it was dismissed, so he didn’t win anything. Same judge as Stacey has. Interesting.

A couple tried to sue both James and Stacey and the case was dismissed with prejudice. Stacey had a lawyer, but James represented himself. Good job, buddy!

Yes, Mary did get my card. She even left a message on the cell! I honestly would never know it was her if I didn’t know any better. She sounds great, though, saying she loves me, is doing great, and hopes I am, too. She called collect of course, and when the voicemail picked up it was saying that our cell couldn’t accept collect calls which she should’ve heard. Even so, as much as I loved hearing from her, I let her know we couldn’t accept collect calls, not that we could afford to right now anyway.

I also got a letter from her too, saying she likes this place better than both Naples and Estrella. She says she’s got the option of returning to Naples, but doesn’t think she will cuz now she can shower in private, has a room she can go in and out of, a cool bunkie, cool officers, though no radio. She said everyone knows who she is, but she’s in GP and doing fine.

I checked and she’s been moved 34 miles and is just 104 miles from my folks.

Got my period today which is quite a relief. Not just from water bloating, but hunger, too. I definitely seem to be hungrier before my period.

SATURDAY, APRIL 25, 2009 As for the Italian, I’m 80% through the course with an 85% accuracy rate.

It was absolutely FREEZING in here in the low 50s in the morning. It ended up jumping 30º to 82º, my favorite temp. I like it between 77º and 82º as long as there are fans going and I’m not wearing any sleeves. We didn’t bother to turn the cooler on or even open any windows. This way it won’t get as cold in the morning, though it is to be a bit warmer tomorrow. I just get so sick of these 30-40-degree lo/hi fluctuations! That’s the only thing I miss from Massachusetts; how it would only fluctuate about 15º between night and day.

Other than that I’m bloated, watery as hell, and wishing my period would hurry up and arrive to relieve me of what feels like the entire Sacramento River!

Only a few barks from Jesse’s dogs, and no sign of the renter’s dogs.

I hope Mary got my postcard ok since there’s no way it could be returned to me if there was a problem with it or the address. Better yet I really do hope they get on with the damn trial soon enough so she can finally go home!

FRIDAY, APRIL 24, 2009 Before I get to Lisa, the magic word has continued to work like magic! Ah, but I knew I’d be trading in one problem for another. Actually, it’s an old one that’s returned. The renter’s dogs are running around loose again (I suppose next comes the shooting). When I see them again tomorrow I’ll be sure to call the number Jesse gave us so they can hopefully rack up enough complaints to lose them. Typical renters! Typical fucking renters. They do what they’re supposed to do for a while (with much effort on your part) then say “fuck it.” Always gotta keep on re-applying complaints cuz they only do so good for so long.

I almost didn’t see them. They were running towards me as I was standing out on the deck. Then I turned my head and that’s when I spotted them approaching the car and yelled at them. Dogs don’t typically sneak up like cats do, so I’m guessing they didn’t see me either. One doubled back real fast and disappeared down in the ditch, but the other was more reluctant to leave so fast.

Now I gotta watch my ass when running out there, although it should be getting too hot for outdoor running. Not this morning, though. This morning was beautiful! It was cool and breezy, perfect for running. The land is ablaze with wildflowers too, like yellow daisies and bluebells. It rained steadily in the late afternoon.

I heard the dirt bike for a while. There’s always gotta be something! But it sure beats hours of barking I don’t know how to stop. I just know it’s important to call the pound on these dogs. If I don’t they’ll stir Jesse’s dogs up more and more, and then I’d have to worry about them jumping me or barking right outside the window when I’m asleep. The owner obviously isn’t going to fix the problem, so it’s up to me and whoever else is bothered by them to do something about it. I only saw 2 of the 3 so far.

I got up to pee at 5:30 and the dogs were going crazy, but because I wasn’t ready to get up yet, I didn’t do anything about it. I just hope I can when I’m up during the hours they’re at their craziest.

I posted my ‘before’ and ‘now’ weight pics on Kiwi.

So Lisa’s in Groton and has searched for me on My Life, a site that sends me an alert when someone’s looking for me. There’s also a 29-year-old female in Tennessee who’s looked up my name, but since I don’t know anyone there it probably wasn’t me they were looking for but someone else with the same name.

I don’t know why, but as far as this site’s concerned, I’m still in Arizona and Oregon. LOL

Lisa’s been a member since 2007 and there was a picture of her that was so tiny I couldn’t really make out much. No real facial detail of any kind. She appeared to be in a short black dress with black heels, trying to look all sexy or something.

Anyway, while I’m not surprised she was looking for me, as close as we were, nothing’s changed. Nothing at all. While I may not sit and actively wish bad things upon my family, I wouldn’t exactly cry over anything bad that did happen either. I keep in touch with my folks mostly as a courtesy to them for saving us when we couldn’t access our money when the debit card company screwed up. But even that I try to limit as we don’t always see eye to eye.

I don’t blame Lisa for her mother’s actions and the fact that her mother was a lousy mother who was never ready for kids or able to handle them. She wasn’t the worst mother in the world, but she was still very negative, insensitive, domineering and just downright moody. Tammy always had a problem with jealousy. This means that no matter how good of a singer Lisa may’ve gotten to be, she would always make cracks about it and try to cut her down and discourage her. And not just because she knew the odds were way against her no matter how good she may be. But the whole point is that while I don’t blame Lisa for what others did, I could never resume an aunt/niece relationship with her any more than I could be sisters with Tammy cuz of all the negative history. Sure, they’ll always be my sister and niece. But only in memory. And if Lisa isn’t already aware of this journal, she will find it one day and read this for herself.

My sister’s twisted attraction to abusive men not only allowed her own self to suffer but her children as well. So while the apple may not always fall close to the tree, I hope my nieces will choose life over children. Not just so they can be free to live, learn and experience life, but so they won’t repeat what they grew up with.

Lisa, if you are reading this, your mother allowed Bill, who lied about his cancer either altogether or as to what the extent of it really was since the bastard’s still alive, to abuse you. Then since I wasn’t there to beat the shit out of him for it, I let him know just what I’d like to do to him via mail/phone. What did mommy dearest do? Oh, she just gave him our address so he could sic the pigs on me. That’s how much she appreciated my sticking up for her. Your mother may not be responsible for what our old neighbors did by using race and their cop friend to legally fucked me over after Tom lodged a city complaint against them for noise and vandalism, but her actions, which led these assholes to where we’d moved to so they could torment us there too, cost us half a year’s time together, thousands of dollars, and a world of anguish no therapist or drug could ever cure.

I’m sorry she put you down, I’m sorry she put you in harm’s way. I’m sorry she carried on the so-called family tradition by finding it easier to deal with your problems by having you doped up. I’m sorry she was too weak to address her own problems. I’m sorry Bill ridiculed your weight and helped you to become bulimic even though he’s a hypocritical fat fuck of a pig himself.

I’d still like to kick his ass. I’m still relatively young. I run. I strength-train. I have a temper that can make even his look like a joke. So trust me, there’d be no competition. Same goes for Larry and Ronnie. I can still feel that rage bubbling beneath the surface when I think of them. Oh, what this healthy little runner could do to those aging little monsters these days! I’d even bet money I don’t have on it. But this is why, though. This is why I couldn’t have anything to do with anyone even remotely connected to them other than my folks. It would only bring back all that anger and all those unwanted memories. Remembering the so-called “good times” doesn’t always cut it, though there are no good times to be remembered when it comes to Bill and Ronnie. Nonetheless, I swore back in the late 90s that I would never again let myself be sucked up by the family drama and I’m going to keep my word, too!

I’m just glad the kids are all adults now so they can leave when Tammy wants to get off on Mark’s abuse all so she can have an excuse to be the melodramatic drama queen she’s always loved to be in order to satiate those cravings for attention.

I can see why it would be hard for anyone who comes from a stable, close family to even comprehend where I’m coming from, but that’s ok. I understand. That’s all that matters. I don’t believe in forgiveness and it’s for a very good reason. Besides, it’s kind of hard to forgive someone who doesn’t even believe they did anything wrong. That’d be like me trying to hand a bleeding person a band-aid for a cut all the while they’re glancing over themselves going, “What cut? Where? Where am I cut?” Tammy got all defensive and went right into denial when I told her my reasons for not wanting anything to do with her when she found me on Facebook. Bill couldn’t have gotten our address from anyone else, but it’s true that she may not have known about the neighbors if the letter I sent her from Oregon a few years ago didn’t get to her. That would depend on whether she moved or not. Either way, it doesn’t change anything. If it hadn’t been for her, the warrant for my arrest we didn’t even know existed till the pigs came out to find out what the hell she was up to, would’ve eventually expired. I STILL can’t believe she gave Bill our address after we left Phoenix. That’d be like me shooting someone who went to beat up someone who’d just raped me!

THURSDAY, APRIL 23, 2009 I’m now 67% through Italian 102 with a score of 86%.

Yesterday was laid-back yet productive. I only had to quiet the dogs a few times.

My incense has been shipped. I should get it early next week. Hope my Kiwi CD is at the mail place when Tom checks it tomorrow. I know that special toothpaste oughta be there.

Guess I’ll just have to make this short and sweet as I can’t really think of anything else to say. Off to sleep now!

Later…

I’m now 74% through the course, still with a score of 86%. Just 4 more lessons, then it’s on to Italian 201.

The toothpaste did come today, but no CD yet. I’ve sent a note to Bianca asking if there have been any delays in sending out prizes. I sometimes wonder if the people at the UPS store aren’t stealing our mail. It’d be so easy. They’re not trained postal employees who receive any kind of real supervision. They’re just anyone, cuz anyone can work there. We may get a PO Box. The less our mail has to change hands, the better. They cost less and they’d forward our mail every time we moved. The only problem with them is that they don’t accept UPS or FedEx deliveries. But if I’m not winning or shopping like I used to, does it really matter?

Anyway, I’m hoping the toothpaste helps rebuild my teeth and that I get my incense without any problems.

In case I forgot to mention it, Tom took my progress pictures a few days ago now that I’ve lost 20 pounds. I emailed copies to Jessie, but haven’t heard from her. Seems I rarely do anyway. I made sure to wear the same thing I did in the first set of pics and stand in a similar manner, too. Only difference is Tom shot them landscape this time around instead of portrait. Oh well.

There was even less barking today. I could hear voices when I stepped outside a couple of times, but couldn’t tell where they were coming from. No one was at Jesse’s as far as Tom could tell, but the fact that I could make out a couple of words makes me think it had to have come from his place. Everyone else on this side of the place is supposedly over 400’ away, so it’s hard to believe I could make out words at that distance, but who knows?

I wish I had wins to write about and other cool stuff, but nope. This is it. I guess I’ve turned into a real bore, but at least things aren’t going badly for us!

WEDNESDAY, APRIL 22, 2009 I feel the best I’ve felt in months! Although I have to apply the magic word 4 or 5 times throughout the day when they bark, I just yell up, “Be quiet!” And they stop instantly. This really takes a lot of stress off me. Now I can go back to doing things that require a quiet background in which to concentrate anytime I want to and not just at night. I hated having to have fans, sound machines, and air cleaners running when I didn’t always need or want them on. Wish Jesse had told me the magic word back in November! But better later than never.

I got out to run a little later than last time so 15 minutes later the sun jumped over the mountain and started warming me up a bit too much. So between that and the slime green caterpillars coming down on webs from some of the trees that hang over my running path, I bailed on indoors.

I am now wearing a dress that Tom and I both agree is just about wearable, but still slightly snug, which I never thought I’d be able to wear again. It’s one of those clingy dresses that are form-fitting. The type my parents might label as whorish. But I like it and that’s what counts! It’s got pink and purple daisies against a white background with silver glitter accents.

I can’t think of anything else to say right now. Just doing my usual – working out, cleaning, writing, listening to music, studying, and just enjoying a peaceful day in the country!

MONDAY, APRIL 20, 2009 Jesse came down to work on the cooler yesterday with the dogs and we actually had a little fun. For the last two days, our cooler wasn’t working properly. Tom thought it would work itself out (that’s how optimistic he is), but when I saw that it was 82º in here when it was on high and it was only 81º outside, I knew we needed to call Jesse. It’s his piece of shit anyway, so he should be the one to deal with it. So right after we heard Jesse return on the motorcycle, he called him.

He came down in the truck with the dogs in back. He then got on the roof and saw all the junk that had gotten into it which was why not all the pads were able to get water pumped to them.

When he got down I asked if the puppies had been born yet and he said they would be at the end of this month. The dogs look similar. For some reason, I had thought one was black and the other brown. But the female, which has shorter hair and is part Australian shepherd, part border collie, is mostly black with white markings and weird-colored eyes. The male, which is almost twice as big, has longer fur and brown eyes. Their names are Brandy and Whiskey (someone likes to drink).

I commented on how they’re wonderful when he’s here and naughty when he’s gone, and he said that while there’s only so much he can do, feel free to go on up there and yell at them and throw sticks and rocks at them. Well, I certainly wouldn’t want to do that, but tomorrow when he goes back to work I’ll go out and yell out the word “quiet,” which he assures me they do understand.

Jesse then took off to get his kid for a few hours like he usually does when he’s not working, then returned with him and the dogs. The kid’s adorable with freckles and a curly mop of hair.

So Jesse went up with his shop vac and vacuumed out the crap and that’s when the boy got out of the truck and we chatted with him and I patted the dogs. They’re very affectionate. Whiskey slobbered kisses all over me.

I was glad to hear Jesse say that his brother has 4 dogs which he thinks is too many. Good! Now I won’t have to worry about him starting a collection up there. I was also surprised and kind of glad to learn that you do have to get rid of your dogs if you get at least 4 complaints. This came up when I said I was glad the renters moved. He said he doesn’t know for sure that they moved, but that they might’ve started tying them up so they don’t lose them, which was when he mentioned that you can lose them with 4 complaints. I thought that he could get a million complaints against his own dogs and all he’d have to do is say, “But there’s nothing I can do about it when I’m out, and I work 12 hours a day, too long to keep a dog indoors.”

So a part of me wishes he’d get a few more complaints to go with the one I know he’s already got, but if going out and yelling, “Quiet Brandy, quiet Whiskey” will do the trick, so be it.

I joked about us trading houses and he laughed and said, “Yeah, especially with how often I’m gone.”

It kinda does suck to know that we’re two people crammed into 500 square feet, yet he’s just one person in more than twice this amount of space.

He said he’s got to clean out his own cooler too, so he’s going to pick up pumps and pads in case one of us needs them. He’s also going to aim for either after work or the weekend to bulldoze the back of the lot. He’s been saying that a while now, so I’ve got to see it to believe it.

Earlier in the morning, at around 8:00, I didn’t want to wait another hour or two for Tom to get up so I could run indoors. Therefore I ran outdoors instead. It was gorgeous out! Just smelling that fresh mountain air is really invigorating.

Between 6:00 - 6:30 is when he goes to bring his kid home and I knew they’d bark at that time. When they did I stepped outside and said, “Quiet,” loudly and sternly and it worked! I wish I had known the magic word months ago and that it keeps on silencing them this fast!

SUNDAY, APRIL 19, 2009 OMG, I did it! I lost 20 pounds! I’m 127 pounds! I really, really did it!!! That’s all I’ll say for now cuz I’m so excited and busy doing other things.

Later…

So now I have light golden brown hair to go with my slowly but surely shrinking waistline. It looks nice too, in browns and reds as opposed to black. The loss of the 20th pound actually came faster than expected. I didn’t expect to hit it till the first week of next month, so it was quite a surprise when I woke up and found I was already there! I had put myself at 120 by the end of the year based on my speed so far, and around 100 for the fall of next year, but maybe I’ll get there sooner.

Shopping was fun, though it wasn’t without a bit of confusion and a little scare. The confusion came when I took two pink sleeveless dresses into the fitting room to try on, one small, the other medium. I tried the small one first. It was slightly snug, but I wanted something with “room to shrink in” since I’m bound to lose more weight, even though I have my moments when I think I’ve stopped. I decided to go with the small and not bother trying on the medium. But when I went to leave I saw that the one I had tried on (because I hadn’t undone the belt on the other one) was on the hanger marked ‘medium’ and so I was surprised that a medium would be tight on me. Mediums should now be either just right or too big on me depending on the cut. But then I realized that while I only tried one dress on, I did take them both off their hangers. And put the small dress on the medium hanger!

I got 5 small colognes – New Musk, Primo, A Little Sexy, You Sexy Thang and Cotton Candy.

I got 4 lip balms – Nesquik chocolate, Jelly Belly coconut, bubble gum and Reese’s. They’re a little dry compared to the Bonne Bell’s I usually get, but it’s nice to have fun flavors every so often that are different.

I also got a package of white ankle socks, two white sports bras, and a light blue tank top with spaghetti straps. It has a neon orange and green palm tree design with “California” written below it. It’s also a size small. Yes, I am officially in the small zone now! Woo-hoo!

Lastly, besides the hair dye, I got a candy bar, bedding for the rats, and Trident gum that actually helps my teeth like it claims to. It says it strengthens teeth. I had stopped chewing gum because it hurt my teeth, then I received a sample pack of Trident Xtra Care in the mail. Amazingly enough, I can now chew on both sides of my mouth, even with the huge cavity I have in one of my back-bottom molars.

So anyway, as we were about to check out of Kmart and I handed the cashier the GCs I won, they wouldn’t scan at first and she asked if they’d been used before. I was worried I’d have to put everything back! But her supervisor helped her and all was fine.

I just lit my last stick of incense (Magnolia), but I have a new wholesale order on the way! Incense is the one guilty pleasure I simply cannot live without. I have 100-packs coming of Autumn Lodge, Birthday Cake, Blueberry Cheesecake, Blueberry Pie, Jasmine Vanilla, Lady Chocolate, Loganberry, Peanut Butter Cups, Pomegranate, General Store, Sugar Cane, Vermont Maple Syrup, Warm Apple Crisp and Patchouli.

I also donated a buck to MD and hope that people will leave us donations if we ever have a website of our own.

I was also worried the cooler was broken, but it looks like it’s working itself out. It just takes a little time for the water flowing through the tubes to break down the calcium build-up.

Last night I woke up hot after barely an hour of sleep. Tom cut the cooler off too soon. Then an hour after I fell back asleep, I had to play nose. Yeah, my nose was all stuffed up and so I had to deal with that and take a Benadryl to get back to sleep comfortably enough after Tom chatted with me and rubbed my back. I was really fired up and frustrated last night. Not just with waking up sweating, but we need a house to live in, you know?! We need a real, genuine, honest-to-God house! Not some fucking flimsy old box with a funky cooling system. I miss having a normal cooling system that’s vented to all the rooms and that has a thermostat like the heater does.

So I was just frustrated over the reality that at least I see. Tom doesn’t see it, but I do. I hope I’m seeing wrong, but I still don’t think we’ll ever have our own home. A real home.

There was the other ongoing issue, too. The anger I still feel to this day over those who’ve wronged me and have gotten away with it. I feel like God or something up there has protected them and that they’re no doubt living it up somewhere, but Tom assures me that just because I don’t see them suffer doesn’t mean they aren’t. He reminded me that Tammy’s always been a miserable person and no doubt still is, but she’s not exactly who I had in mind. I’m not talking about her or any other family members, I’m talking about the fucking freeloaders that victimized me for years, both legally and not. I may not be able to ever forgive Tammy or Larry, but I can’t say I’d like to see them suffer either. In their case, I just don’t care. Yet despite all the venting, both in my journal and verbally, I don’t think anything can ever get me over what the other subhuman pieces of shit have done. Some things you simply don’t move on from. I could see a million therapists and pop a million pills till the day I died, but I will never forgive them, and I sure as hell won’t ever forget!

Oh, just to have 5 minutes with them! All of them. Just 5 minutes of alone time! That would be more therapeutic than anything else ever could be.

Tom pointed out that everyone gets burned in life, but this was rather extreme. Not that he disagrees or feels I’m wrong for the way I feel. He does understand. They victimized him too; he just didn’t get thrown in jail. But I did, and I know that just like with any rape victim or victim of some other violent act, or a victim that’s been scammed really bad, I’m going to have spells throughout my life where I remember my tormenters and what they did and just simmer with a rage I hope most people can never understand firsthand.

Other than yesterday’s emotions and sweaty wake-up call, it’s been a fun day. Quiet too, the last two days, but starting tomorrow the peace will be gone. My schedule sucks right now. I’ll be waking up right when the worst of the barking starts. All I can do is just hope they shut up by 8:00 or 9:00 like they usually do. The heat does seem to put a lid on them, and it’s going to be hot for a while.

Tom researched Mary’s case, and if Monster isn’t found incompetent like he was in 2005 (I wasn’t aware of this), the trial begins June 9th.

SATURDAY, APRIL 18, 2009 The check came yesterday so Tom got the groceries which he saved $10 on thanks to the Kimberly-Clark coupons I won. This way we got a free giant pack of toilet paper and a 3-pack of Kleenex tissues. I also won an $80 men’s hoodie which encouraged me to return to sweeping. Hey, it’s in my blood. I was meant to sweep and I was meant to win. I just haven’t been winning nearly as much with the economy being so shitty. Anyway, it’s a nice hoodie, although it should be a while before he wears it with the weather warming up. We killed the pilot to the heater so that should delay our next propane delivery.

Tom couldn’t get the cooler working yesterday, but he says it’s just a quick and simple fix. I hope we don’t have to call Jesse down, though we will if it’s going to cost anything. It’s his piece of shit, not ours. I’ll just have to stay inside so I don’t do anything I’ll regret. Seriously, I just want to grab him by the neck and squeeze some consideration into the rude little prick! Yeah, talk about getting all fired up for nothing yesterday morning! The dogs started at their earliest ever which was 5:00. Makes me wonder if he’s going to start leaving for work at 4:00 or even 3:00! So they started up at 5:00 and it was definitely softer. This went on for about an hour, and I was just about to be like OMG, he moved them to the back of the house! Someone actually gave a shit!

From behind the house, it’s certainly much more tolerable, but then the barking got louder and I stepped outside and could clearly see them in front. So the joke was on me for two more hours. So much for thinking he cared enough to move them! Then I felt myself begin to simmer with rage. The kind that made me just want to beat the shit out of him or anyone else that may deserve it. I’m sick of living with people that are just going to do what they’re going to do no matter what and to hell with anyone who has to deal with it! But would a senior community really be any better if we could ever get into one? Again, despite the fact that barking is a big problem in the West with the way most people don’t allow their dogs indoors, this is a curse that’s specifically aimed at me, designed to be extreme no matter where I go. So if we were suddenly in a senior community that normally didn’t leave dogs unattended and allowed to bark, would we end up with that one fluke next to us who did 3-6 months after moving in? It wouldn’t surprise me if we did.

Other than the continual frustration of Jesse’s dogs and no one hiring around here, happiness is knowing we have a full refrigerator! And knowing that tomorrow morning we’re going to take the $50 K-Mart CG I won and do some fun shopping for a change. It’s been a long time since we’ve been able to do anything like that.

We ordered that special toothpaste that’s supposed to “fill in the holes,” though we didn’t order it from Katie’s father’s site. I won’t tell her that, but we ordered it elsewhere because it was much cheaper. I hope it helps! I’m sick of these miserable cavities.

There were helicopters buzzing around here yesterday too, but they weren’t working on this tower. I think they were over at the next tower with is just beyond the summit.

Although Twitter’s not as much fun as Kiwi and MD since you only have 140 characters per tweet, I now have 2 followers. I guess they’re learning Italian, too. Speaking of which, I oughta get on with flashcards before it gets noisy.

FRIDAY, APRIL 17, 2009 The dogs have been quieter, though it does appear that yes, Jesse is still working. I hope it stays this way and that they don’t go back to barking for hours at a time!

The flying pigs turned out to be the flying power company. Yeah, we saw the same helicopter yesterday and the day before dropping off and picking up both people and objects from the tower up on the summit. I don’t mind this kind of noise when I’m awake, but I hope they finish up by the time I’m on nights again.

I’m still studying flashcards. I’ve found that it’s more challenging if I see them in English first and then translate them to Italian, whereas when I see them in Italian first, I automatically know what it means.

I’m a pitiful excuse for a sweeper! I won a T-shirt. Winning what we don’t need is almost as bad as not winning at all! What a pisser. Like we need another T-shirt! That’s okay, I’ve officially quit sweeping today and not just because I don’t win much anymore, but because the thought of changing passcards, account info, and shit like that all over again because we can’t keep the same address for more than 5 minutes makes me want to scream. Yeah, the UPS Store we use is closing. They offered us two free additional months at another place in town, but we’ll probably save $100 and just start getting our mail delivered here.

Finally heard from Mary, who’s been moved from Naples to Fort Myers where Monster is. She said she wishes she could tell me what’s going on, but her lawyer ordered her not to. Also, she can only receive postcards there which sucks, but I had a few laying around and so I’m sending one of those today. She didn’t at least tell me if she was in PC or GC and if she liked it better or worse there. Being only able to send postcards sucks, but hopefully she won’t be there long enough for it to matter and this is finally the beginning of the end!

I signed up for Twitter. Celebs are big on it, too. I don’t know why it says I’m following Mandy Moore & Two in the Shirt cuz I’m not. Anyway, nothing for Gloria or Farrah, but Kate, Linda and Jaclyn are there. Kate, I’m sure of cuz it lists the series she’s starred in, but I’m not sure if it’s the real Linda and Jackie. I’m guessing it is cuz they have no updates, though not all celebs have no updates. Mandy has over 100K. Why would some celebs have no updates? Maybe just to see how many followers they get? Well, Kate only has 7, counting me. What a trip it would be if she checked out my journals and followed back. I don’t think she will, though, as she’s not following anyone and neither are Linda and Jackie. If it’s really Kate, I’m a little surprised at the spelling errors she made. She always seemed so smart to me, but just cuz you’re not the greatest speller doesn’t mean you can’t be smart otherwise.

WEDNESDAY, APRIL 15, 2009 For some reason, I have been sooo cold! Tomorrow should be our last cold day, then the poor-assed bums here can kill the pilot on their heater and save on propane. Yeah, get ready folks, I’m about to hit you with another poverty rant!

It turns out we owe just $70 to the state, but a whopping $654 to our corrupt government thanks to the 9K I won in early ’08. (I still wonder why we never got a tax form for the ’07 cruise I also won). Anyway, I feel like I’m being punished for winning! Who the fuck should have to “pay” to win?! This is so fucked up and unfair, like demanding payment from someone you’re giving a gift to or something like that. And this supposedly comes after a “break.” I guess it’s normally $80 for every grand which they dropped to $60, but still – $654 in taxes, nearly $600 to get the pawned Mac and TV back – why not make it 6 grand?

If God didn’t have to go and curse me with this sleep disorder so I couldn’t work, I could’ve gone out right along with Tom and got a job wherever just as soon as they started hiring again. Even if we both made just $10 an hour, that’d be like him making $20 an hour alone! I totally resent Him for doing this to me! And as long as I’m never allowed the luxury of insurance, I can’t get my condition diagnosed in a sleep clinic so I can at least try to get my benefits reinstated.

I’m just sick of having to play poor-assed bums here! I’m sick of never having enough money for things we need and want, especially those that we need.

It seems that the only good winning the money did was to get us out of the motel. That in itself is a huge thing, but it makes me afraid to sweep anymore, not that I’ve been winning anything good anyway. Tom said a big win would be great now cuz then we could pay off what we owe. But then we’d have to pay taxes on that, I pointed out, though he said that the more I win, the more we make since you never pay more than the prize. Well, if things keep going the way they have been, I’m never going to win big again either way.

I swear the only time we didn’t have any money problems was the last couple of years in Oregon, and we’ve been married for almost 15 years. We did make close to 40K for several years down in Arizona, but it all went to the house. What a total fucking waste too, to have made that much money just to sink it all into a house we would ultimately lose just 5 years later.

The question is, why us? If things are supposed to happen for a reason, then why are we one of God’s designated little bums destined to struggle no matter how hard we work and try to get ahead? Why were we chosen to suffer financially? What am I supposed to do? Be a good little bum and hope we’re well rewarded in the afterlife or something?

People would probably say that I should be grateful for the things we do have, and I am. But having a nice computer doesn’t get my teeth fixed. Having someone else’s bummy old trailer doesn’t get us our own home. And being on unemployment sure as hell doesn’t buy us any security.

Sure, I’m blessed as hell to have a husband who loves me unconditionally. And also to have my only health problems be my teeth and ingrown toenail since even my ear and allergies have been better. But what about the new mattress we need so I can stop waking up with a backache? When can I stop wearing the same clothes year after year? When can my husband get a backup vehicle so we’re not stranded and possibly doomed if the main one craps out on us? He does all our car work, but what if it broke in such a way right now that it cost hundreds or even thousands to fix? Then what? So you see? We’re just as cursed as we are blessed. Maybe even more so.

I try to tell myself that living poorly won’t kill us and to quit letting it get to me or else I’m going to have a miserable life since things are never going to change. There’s only so much we can do to change it anyway. We’re poor, we’ve mostly always been poor, and we’ll mostly always be poor. It’s just who we were meant to be in this life. So crying about it won’t change things. But it’s not that easy. It frustrates the hell out of me more and more with time that instead of becoming easier to live with as time goes on, I only get more pissed off about it. The thought of never being able to own our own home and always having to scrape pennies is heartbreaking. And it infuriates the hell out of me even more! What the fuck did we do to deserve this?!

But you know good old optimistic Tom here. I’ll get a job soon enough, he says, and we’ll be ok. It won’t take forever to pay the taxes off, and no, we haven’t lost the Mac and TV. And hey, all it takes is a regular job and we can make a down payment on a house in a senior community in a few years.

The dogs went off at 5:50 yesterday and I was trying to concentrate on what I was doing and didn’t want to hear it, so I kicked the sound machine on. But then I was surprised by not hearing any barking when I went out to pee 15 minutes later, then into the kitchen a while after that. Tom said he saw a strange white pickup there, so I’m thinking that yeah, he may still be working, but someone’s obviously staying with him for the dogs not to have barked for hours. Maybe she’s had her puppies. I don’t think he went out and hired a dog sitter, as the guy would never give a damn about the peace of those around him enough to do so, but he’s had someone up there for some unrelated reason unless it’s really him.

I still wish someone would complain about the barking when it gets bad again – and it will – but all he has to do is say, “There’s nothing I can do about it. I work 12-hour days, too long to keep a dog indoors, so there’s nothing I can do.” No judge is going to tell him to cut his hours or get rid of the dogs, so I’m hoping that if worse comes to worst we can at least rent a place in a senior community in a few years. I still can’t believe barking would be an issue there, cursed with it or not.

The dogs may’ve been quieter the last few days, but what’s with all the helicopter activity lately? It’s never been like this before. Today there was a helicopter flying back and forth, sometimes hovering, and it was right as I was trying to sleep. We thought it may’ve been a police helicopter looking for someone. Well, if they were, then whatever the person did must’ve been pretty big. Unless they’re like Arizona where they make mountains out of molehills, it must’ve been pretty heavy-duty. I just hope those flying pigs don’t make a habit of this! Or whoever else it may be. Flying overhead is one thing, but lately they’ve been flying low and hovering at times and it’s tremendously loud.

I’m reviewing flashcards and I’m finding that it helps a lot more than I thought it would. It’s still more fun than frustrating to learn languages! At least for me, it is.

When I got up and weighed in today, I hit a new low, but not a new pound. My current low had been 128.8 and now it’s 128.6. I think I may’ve already slammed that 20-pound marker. According to what I wrote a year and 3 days ago when we first moved in here and unpacked the old scale, I was 138 pounds. Then when we went out and got the new one that guarantees its accuracy, it said I was really 10 pounds heavier. But when I officially started the diet I was 147 pounds, so 127 is when I’ll count it as a 20-pound loss. It’s probably really close to 25 pounds, though. I could’ve easily gotten into the low 150s in those final days at the motel.

MONDAY, APRIL 13, 2009 I managed to get 54% through, but my score dropped to 87%. Again, there are too many ways to say the same or similar things and it’s hard to always know what goes where when forming sentences. The grammar really, really sucks!

Tom said it was windy and quiet today. Yeah, I noticed the quiet part of it till I crashed at around 9am. Obviously, Jesse’s out of work again, which is fine with me. I looked up there at 5:15, saw a light on, and figured he was on his way out soon and that it’d be a wild morning. Yet I never heard a sound when I went to pee at 5:45, then again at 6:30, and then for the last time right before 8:00.

Tom, Jasmine and Alison have a point in saying I can’t judge weight on a day-to-day basis and that it’s an overall balance of diet and exercise. I had around 300 more calories yesterday, though today I woke up half a pound less. It just frustrates me at times during days when I feel like all my hunger and hard work are going to waste.

I had a series of weird dreams all throughout the day, waking up every hour or two for no apparent reason. I’d fall right back asleep, but why do I wake up so often lately?

In one dream I was lost in this huge building. Every time I’d step into another room, shut the door behind me and then turn around to leave, the door wouldn’t open and I’d realize I had stepped into an elevator and not a small room as I would feel movement a second later.

In another dream, Tom was saying he wanted to knock me up by the end of February so we’d have someone to look out for us when we were old, and I tried to convince him it was now April, and that there are no guarantees that one’s kids will be there for them in the end. I wasn’t worried, though, as I knew he liked cumless sex too much to impose any risk, and that age would make it harder to cum either way. I also knew it wasn’t to be anyway no matter how many doctors said I was just fine in the good old reproductive department.

Jesse got a helicopter in another dream. Not at all something that made me happy! Thank God he can’t sic that much on us!

The last dream I remember is Tom coming home in a nice new pickup or SUV that was of a decent size. In the dream, he could drive all the way around the shed and park facing the place. I stepped outside and he said, “I’m not coming in. I’m going to water now.” When I asked why he was hosing the area down he said some crazy thing about it helping to make it rain more evenly when it finally did rain.

My hair is now getting long enough to hold a knot, but I don’t think I’m going to cut it just yet. I’m still not sure what I want to do with it.

No sound of the wall creature tonight. For the last few nights, I’ve been hearing movement that sounds like it’s been coming from the front bedroom wall. The movements sound a bit loud for mice, though I don’t know what else could fit in these thin walls. Raccoons and skunks certainly couldn’t be in there unless the sound is really coming from somewhere underneath.

SUNDAY, APRIL 12, 2009 Wow, it seems I have an amazing ability here. That is the ability to lose just two-tenths of a pound in my sleep! Seriously, I woke up and saw that and was like WTF?! How could I have run two miles yesterday and had 1000 calories or less just to have a metabolism so slow that I would lose so little in my sleep? I don’t expect to lose 2-3 pounds overnight like I did when I was younger, but 1-2 pounds is still pretty reasonable, isn’t it?

Tom reminded me that it just takes time to lose weight. Most people who lose it seem to lose 1-2 pounds a week, but not me. I never could lose it faster than one pound every 10-30 days. I seem to spend two weeks hitting a new low, then another two getting it to stick.

It’s going so slow that I’m not sure I’m going to lose anymore. I always believed, unlike Tom, that those who are fat either want to be deep down on a subconscious level or just don’t mind, not that there’s anything wrong with that. Hey, to each their own! Tom, however, thinks the vast majority of those who are fat want to be thin, but they just can’t figure out a way to go about getting there because dieting is so hard. It’s really hard, alright, that’s for sure! Lots of hunger. But maybe Tom has a point to a degree. Maybe this is all I can lose and there’s nothing I can do about it short of starving. How I wish I could puke up at least one of my main meals!

Jesse apparently left on the motorcycle either before we got up or while Tom was out. Twice he heard about 10 barks. Then I got up at 4:00 not knowing Jesse was out. All was peaceful till around 7:00, then they went off for a few minutes and that’s when I knew he was out. And no, they haven’t been moved at all. Should I be surprised? Around 7:20 Jesse returned on the motorcycle so that’s when we knew he had been out on the motorcycle after all. I figured as much now that the weather’s cleared up.

Let’s see, it’s coming up on 9:30, so I should have 8 hours of peace before all hell breaks loose. Man, is it going to be a wild week! With the weather cleared up and me being up later in the mornings, I’m sure our lovely God will be sure to reign down all kinds of barking on me. Or whatever’s been so determined to sic this dog curse on me year after year. I have the sound machine on, but you can still hear it in places like the bathroom and kitchen. Even one end of the living room you can kind of hear it in cuz the air cleaner out there isn’t very loud.

I did manage to get onto LiveMocha last night around 2am and complete a couple of lessons. I feel like I’m finally improving, although my grammar is still weak. I’m now 47% through the course, still holding a score of 89%.

Here’s a little poem that came to me that I had to write down while it was fresh in my mind. Yeah, you can tell I’m a runner.

Catch Me If You Can

I whiz through the air without the slightest care. Feet pounding, heart pounding, it really is astounding.

Catch me if you can as I breeze through the hills and trees. 1 mile, 2 miles, all the while ignoring the pain in my knees.

Follow if you must, though I’m sure I’d leave you in the dust. 5 miles an hour, 6 miles an hour, it’s almost time for my shower.

Running, running, running, it feels so wild and free. The music is all I can hear as I move to its beat.

I begin to sweat, but I have another mile to go yet. I’m moving so fast everything is a blur, ah, but the calories I’ve burned!

Running with the wind, warm breeze against my skin. Moving right along without breaking my speed, I wonder if you can catch me?

Can you catch me? I’ve darted right past you, so catch me if you can!

SATURDAY, APRIL 11, 2009 Why do they always have to come so fast? The story ideas. They usually come to me in my dreams and at a time when I already have another story going that I’m working on. Still, I hate to not run and get any new ideas started when it’s fresh in my mind even though I haven’t yet done that in this case as I’ve been busy with other things.

The language site is bogged down again and pissing me off. Tom checked it out and we both agree their servers just can’t accommodate all the traffic, and being the weekend and all, that’s probably why it’s so bad now. I didn’t know I had all these achievements there either. I was English Teacher of the Week a few times, then I was Italian Student of the Week a few times as well.

Tom heard not one single bark all day. Either Jesse was home or he took off with them in the truck. If he’s not going to give us peace during the weekdays, I sure hope we can at least count on weekends and nights being peaceful, although I did hear a few 2am barks last night. Still, I can live with a few scattered barks. It’s the barking fits that last several minutes or hours I can do without.

Looks like I won’t need to bother with Rhapsody Unlimited which costs $15 a month. We set up a free account with both our emails and this way each account gets 25 plays a month. Plenty for gathering new songs or replacing bad copies.

Still nothing from Mary. My guess is that the case got delayed for the millionth time and she’s just been too bummed out to write. I hope she’ll write soon enough, though, and let me know what the hell’s going on.

FRIDAY, APRIL 10, 2009 What a pisser! This is the second time in less than a month that the LiveMocha has been so slow that it affects both sight and sound. Not a cool thing at all for someone who can only get enough peace to study at night. Anyway, I’m now 34% through Italian 102 with a score of 89%.

Last night the dogs started to bark and just when I was wondering if I was going to be compensated for not having to hear it during the daytime, they stopped. Hope they woke Jesse up, though!

Although there were a few more than I’d like, today’s barking sprees were mild. I think, however, that as soon as the weather clears up and I’m up during the daytime, they’ll go right back to barking excessively. Just one more month, though, then we’ll get the automatic debarker.

Puerco has a thing for jumping out of the tube and onto the Coke can box that I gave him to play with which he eventually managed to crush, and an acute fondness for Double Fudge Jelly Bellies. Yeah, I decided to get another bag of those, since I figured out that it was those parmesan breadsticks that messed up my stomach a while back and not the Jelly Bellies. Then it’s back to the hardcore dieting and lots of hunger!

As for what dreams I remember, let’s see… I was bragging to the Drama Queen about how I’ve gone from a 38C to a 34C. Then I was flirting with some woman while trying to get another one to take “no” for an answer.

THURSDAY, APRIL 9, 2009 The last two days have been virtually barkless partly due to the cold and rain, but no doubt mostly due to my being on nights. You know that as soon as I’m up all day or most of it, they’ll be right back to their shit.

This cold is not what I think of when I think of California in April!

I’m currently 27% through Italian 102 with an 89% accuracy rate. I’m starting to put sentences together. The grammar’s still tough, but I’ve decided that if all I ever do is just get to know the vocabulary and be able to understand what I read/hear, and get my point across when speaking, poor grammar or not, that’ll be enough for me since I’d never use any other language like I use Spanish. I don’t listen to Italian songs, TV, or read many Italian web pages. I don’t know anyone I may need to converse with in Italian either, so just getting pretty damn familiar with the language will be enough for me. I am doing this mostly for fun, after all, though it’d certainly help if we ever made it to Italy which is looking more and more unlikely. Tom, however, says it’ll get better in time, reminding me that I didn’t learn Spanish grammar in just a month.

My upper arms measured a whole foot around! And so I decided to do something about that too, and now they’re shrinking. I sit on the floor with my back towards our platform bed, reach back and grip the edge of the platform, then lift myself up and down while keeping my legs outstretched in front of me.

I didn’t think losing weight would be this exciting to me since I’ve lost weight before and have actually spent most of my life on the thin side, yet I can feel my eyes sting with tears of exhilaration at knowing that WebMD’s getting ready to tell me I’m healthy within the next few months! Woo-hoo! A healthy weight for my height is 100-125. I’m now 128.

I feel like there’s something else I’m forgetting to say, but can’t think of it. Just that I’m sick of nothing happening. No jobs, no wins, no nothing.

TUESDAY, APRIL 7, 2009 Just a quickie to say that I slept all day so I never heard any barking. Tom said they only barked once that he knows of, but with the air cleaner turned up high, he can’t say they weren’t noisy other times.

I was wrong in assuming the rains wouldn’t be back till September or October cuz it sure did rain today! It’s cold again too, which sucks. The heat hadn’t been coming on till 3am - 5am, but it’ll be on any second and it’s not even 10pm yet.

Let’s see, what else? I dreamt Tom said it would save us $34 each per year if we dumped our free email accounts, and so we set up some other one. I wanted to be crazy65, but since it was taken I chose unique65.

Of course I had to have motel dreams, too. In this one, a woman around my age was checking into the adjacent room with an older woman she referred to as her mother, and the housekeeper left all kinds of cleaning supplies in our bathroom which I had to step around in order to get to the toilet.

Yay, Vermont for legalizing gay marriage! Hope the control freaks don’t come in and take it away.

MONDAY, APRIL 6, 2009 Jesse’s proven to be like most people and has shown us that he doesn’t give a shit about us or anyone else around here. The dogs were going off ever since I got up at 11:00 till around 6:00 which is when he gets in.

Tom said there’s a chance he just may not have had time to set things up so they can be on the other side of the house since this is the first time I brought that up, so they can have shade, shelter and whatever else they need. I think this is highly unlikely. I think just the fact that he’s already been formally complained about once yet is continuing to let them bark uncontrollably says a lot about just what kind of a selfish prick he truly is.

Tom also pointed out that construction is erratic enough so that he may not be gone so long the next time around when there’s a new construction job that may be closer to home. But either way, the fucking things are obviously going to bark whenever he is out, and that will still be enough of the time. If he were out just two hours a day it’d be too much with the way these things bark! And I doubt the heat will quiet them down much either.

I said I wished whoever complained would complain again, but the more I think about it, the more I doubt all the complaints in the world would do any good. First of all, people usually don’t take well to complaints and just end up going out of their way to be even more of a nuisance. Secondly, all he has to do is explain to a judge that due to how long he works, he can’t keep them indoors and so there’s nothing he can do about it. I mean, what could the judge do at that point? Make him get rid of them? I don’t think that could happen in the case of barking as opposed to abuse or neglect.

Sometimes I think the only way to escape the neighbor curse that’s been on me since 1992 is to just throw our shit in storage, buy an old RV like what we had when we went to Oregon, and just live in that. We’d be even more cramped for space, I wouldn’t get much sleep, and I’d have to run outdoors no matter what the weather, but it would be all ours and moveable, too! So whenever bad news came in wherever we were set up like at some park or something, we could just up and move to another park. But old RVs are much more expensive than they were years ago. We’re totally stuck here indefinitely. All we could maybe do was go from bad to worse by getting an apartment. I suppose most would say that the cons to an RV would far outweigh the cons here, which right now is only the barking, but I’m just so fed up with having to listen to this shit everywhere we go!

We switched my laptop, but not the Mac, back to Vista from XP. For some reason, the radio and my MP3s were skipping like old records. So now I’m back in Vista where I updated my Rhapsody account. I don’t have a premium account yet, but if I can find a decent recorder for Vista, I may not bother upgrading.

The language learning site was having tech troubles last night, so I didn’t get very far there. At least I learned the months and the days of the week!

There are probably other things I could mention, but I’m kinda busy right now, so I’ll just say that I hope to sleep as late as I can tomorrow. Less barking to have to deal with that way.

SUNDAY, APRIL 5, 2009 And so today my dad turned 78. Will he make it to the 80s? Yeah, I think he will.

And also today, I woke up at 128 pounds, so that’s now a total of 19 pounds I’ve lost. At the rate I’ve been going, which is in slow motion at an average of one pound per month, I probably won’t hit my goal of 110 till the end of next year.

Today was dead quiet. I mean absolutely dead quiet. Do I think it was a coincidence? Yeah, probably. But tomorrow will tell for sure, assuming Jesse’s working. Because it was so quiet I went ahead with the first lesson in Unit 4’s Italian 102. So I’m 7% through that course with a 98% accuracy. I learned the months today!

Anyway, we’ll both be sleeping when the barking is usually at its worst, but they still bark enough in the afternoons to tell us if he gave enough of a shit enough to do something about them, not by how often or how long they bark, but by where it’s coming from.

I thought he was out with them in the truck all day since he didn’t come down to weed. Yet he must be there cuz I swear I saw movement along the deck up there around 5:00. Like one of the dogs scurrying by or something. It’s strange that he didn’t take off anywhere on the motorcycle, though he could’ve come and gone in the truck with the dogs.

Although Tom would certainly never say this, it’s almost like he’s trying to make me feel guilty for complaining. He’s just been so quiet ever since I called Jesse yesterday. Either way, I’m not at all feeling guilty. One can only put themselves out so much because one may be paranoid or another one may be sensitive. We did it his way and it didn’t do any good. Asking not to have to hear 6-12 hours of barking most days is not much to ask for. I feel my complaint was perfectly reasonable. I can’t make Jesse do anything about it, but I now know that I at least tried. I’m sorry I’m not like Tom who doesn’t mind all the barking since it’s what he grew up with being from the West and all that, but it was tremendously annoying and distracting for me as I’m sure most would agree. Yet it bothers me that he makes me feel, even if it’s not intentional, that Jesse’s feelings are more important than my own, but like I said, we all have our limits and the excessive barking was just way too much for me to continue to just sit back and take it. I had to try something. Chances are the barking will be back soon enough if it doesn’t start all over again tomorrow, but like I said, now we can know we did all we could do, short of getting the automatic debarker. Then the next step will be to decide whether or not to move, if and when we have the money.

I just wish someone else would help me out here and complain as well. Then maybe he’ll either get rid of them, find some other place to keep them when he’s out, or do something.

Tom’s feet are swollen again and hurting. My teeth still hurt too, but not as bad now that I’ve begun killing the gingivitis. My ear has been doing better overall which is nice, but I sure wish we could get out of this rut we’ve been stuck in since November. I just wish something would happen. A job, his program finally working out, a big enough win – anything!

SATURDAY, APRIL 4, 2009 Here’s something hilarious. Tom and I were laughing up a storm playing around with it. It’s a site called Babel Fish that lets you put in a small amount of text and translate it from and to various languages. It’s not perfect, but enough to get the point across. What’s funny about it is the way it screws things up when you revert it back to English.

Now here’s something that’s not at all hilarious. The barking was so bad today that I finally got fed up enough to leave a message on Jesse’s machine, asking that he move the dogs behind the house.

Before I had said this was worse than Oregon. Well, scratch that. This is getting worse than Phoenix, and Phoenix was horrible! They’re not just barking for long periods of time, they’re barking dozens of times a day lately.

Starting from the beginning. I got up right as he was leaving on the motorcycle at 10:00, and dealt with the barking till he came back a couple of hours later only to roar right back out again (I swear the guy is never home anymore!). This was when the barking became a real nightmare and it still is even though it’s after dark.

Again Tom insisted he could hear another dog off in the distance, so I stepped outside to listen and could just ever so faintly make it out. I doubt I’d have noticed it had he not pointed it out, it’s that far away. I didn’t think it was nearly close enough to stir them up, and he insisted that yeah, it was since dogs hear better. They did seem to repeat after it somewhat, but regardless of what’s stirring them up, I’m sick of this shit! Just sick of it! Yet there’s no way we can afford to move, this curse would only follow us, and Tom’s now saying that the debarker will only help to keep them from barking for no reason. Oh, so you mean it’s going to be worthless as long as they have this dog to give them a reason? Gee, that’s a thrilling thing to know! I swear I’ve had such a “bipolar” life the last few days! Bummed out two days ago, uppity yesterday, pissed today. I thought I’d at least have the weekends to look forward to, but the fucking guy’s been gone every single day of the week, all day long. Every fucking day now we have to deal with 6-12 hours of barking!

Okay, the motorcycle just returned just now at 8:30.

I would really be surprised if no one else complained on him. I really would. The fact that he’s already been complained on once is discouraging too, as it shows he hasn’t learned his lesson about being considerate of others, and simply doesn’t give a shit. I wonder who complained on him and if they’re still here. I’m guessing it’s the people behind him. I’m also guessing this may be a part of why he can’t keep tenants here very easily.

I asked Tom if he thinks the dog that’s stirring them up is new or what, and he thinks it’s new. He also said he heard gunfire off in the distance.

At least I’ll have known that once we get the debarker, and I’m only willing to try it cuz it has a money-back guarantee, we’ll have done everything we could possibly do on our part. If the debarker and my messages don’t do any good, then nothing will. Of course, a part of me wishes we’d never said anything and just gone up and killed them, even if he’d only replace them with other dogs. At this point, he’s either going to work with us or tell us to move if it bothers us that much. And soon there’ll be a third dog to have to deal with, and God only knows how many more after that. Either way, I just wish he’d get his ass down here to do the bulldozing so we can at least get that much out of the way. But when you’re never home, how can you find the time?

FRIDAY, APRIL 3, 2009 Today was much better than yesterday for several reasons! The only annoyance was the dogs. Yeah, they went off later than usual, no doubt because I didn’t get up till 10:00. They’re not quite getting the hang of the whistle thing yet, but it’s supposed to take two weeks. They do get it somewhat. I just wish I didn’t have to whistle at them 5 times in two hours! That’s why having the automatic debarker will be so much better. It’ll work for us when we’re not available or in the mood to deal with it ourselves. But we probably won’t be able to get that till May. It’s supposed to condition a dog not to bark continuously, but what about many times a day? A dozen 2-minute barking sprees can be just as annoying and disruptive as a continuous 10-minute barking spree.

Tom still insists there’s another dog further up that stirs them up, but I’ve never heard it. He sometimes says “That’s not them barking right now,” yet it really is. He’s just fooled by the distance. Meaning that when they’re toward the back of the house and the barking isn’t as loud down here, he thinks it’s other dogs, but it’s just further away. A third dog is possible, though, as dogs hear better than people, and every single goddamn person that lives here has a dog except for us.

It’s Friday night (almost) so Jesse will probably be at some bar getting blitzed and so I’ll keep the sound machines on so I don’t have to deal with that, too.

When I logged into Kiwibox today, A girl named Katie said she read my journal and agrees that gingivitis sucks. Then she went on to tell me that her dad owns his own preventive dentistry business and that she was able to take care of all her mouth problems without having to go to the dentist. She said I should check out his website for this special toothpaste and tell him his daughter Katie sent me…she could sure use the boost with him, she added.

So I went and checked the site out along with Tom. Yup, it looks promising. They have a lot of neat stuff, plus you can even make your own toothpaste. If I still need dentures in the long run so be it, but the thought of “regrowing” my teeth back which are riddled with holes from all the cavities I have, seems pretty amazing. I guess it’s based on the same philosophy as in how broken bones heal. Calcium build-up is what fills the holes in. They say that even receded gums can grow back.

In another message, she said she uses the Restore toothpaste a few times a day which we’ll probably get. I told her it’d be a couple of weeks, but that we’d probably get that and a Waterpik too, which they seem pretty big on. For $40 we could get one that hooks to the shower that we could both use. Meanwhile, I went back to an electric toothbrush and will keep using both mouthwashes. The one for fluoride and the one for bacteria.

Yay, Iowa, for being the first Midwestern state to end the legal discrimination of gays so that they too, can marry!

And yay for the rent being paid and having a full fridge! Walmart now allows for money orders up to a grand, so we paid Jesse in full with one money order today and left it in the box. Right now he should be home, close to getting home, or already home and now back out getting tipsy.

Lastly, yay for a couple of small wins and a forgotten 6-pack of Arrowhead spring water. Yeah, Tom said that when he was getting into the car after throwing the groceries in back, he saw that someone had left it on the bottom of a cart so he grabbed it.

The small wins are two $25 Kmart GCs, so we’ll get to go on a little shopping spree soon!

THURSDAY, APRIL 2, 2009 Today turned out to be a shitty day. First, though, Mike said I could spill the beans at the end of the week on something I was doing here. I was one of the ones testing out the points for offers thing they’re starting up. I was awarded most of my points instantly and it was really cool to see my points just jump up in an instant. A few have yet to award me, but they said it can take up to a few weeks. As I told Mike, I hope to see more free offers soon for those of us that are broke. Once we have a little extra money I’m definitely going to sign up for eMusic! Maybe even Netflix, too. It’s something I’ll be looking forward to and will check out regularly.

Ok, so on with my shitty day. Vision problems, ear problems, cavities, gingivitis – what’s next? Cancer? Heart problems? Diabetes?

My gums were actually a little better when I got up. About a week or two ago I noticed a funny feeling in my mouth. It was an overall kind of feeling, like how your mouth feels when you first get up. Tom noticed I had bad breath, though he wrote it off as whatever I was eating. Then I started getting this burning feeling, sort of like you do when you have a cut, all along my lower I-teeth. So like I said yesterday, I started using his mouthwash on top of my own cuz it kills bacteria and germs that mine, which is a fluoride treatment, doesn’t really do. It’s gotten a little better, though, I’m not able to eat as much. Yeah, it makes a great diet. You ought to try it sometime. rolls eyes My gums have clearly receded and I have a nasty case of gingivitis.

I’ve finally decided enough is enough! Yeah, I’d have preferred to wait till he got a job with insurance and then see a dentist, but even if he got a job with insurance today, I’d have to wait 3-6 months for it to kick in and I’m simply out of time. I’m pissed at God for allowing this to happen to me and for ignoring my many, many prayers to just wait and let it hold out till I could get to a dentist. But now I have to go to some scummy free clinic with a bunch of just-as-scummy druggies, welfare bums, and who knows what else, and wait all day with a bunch of wild, screaming kids. I’ll have the iPod, but it still really sucks. It really does. Tom’s going to call there Monday and see what needs to be done to get in. Hopefully, it won’t take months! I swear I’m going to end up pulling them myself if they tell us they’re booked up for months! I don’t know that they necessarily do appointments, though. I would’ve thought they’d do walk-ins. Tom just assured me I won’t have to wait for months. Good, I don’t have months! These teeth have GOT to go and I need dentures. That’s another thing I worry about with free clinics. Do they just pull bad teeth and expect people not to have any teeth to eat with? A liquid diet would get the rest of my weight off nicely, but I’d rather work it off the hard way, thank you. Yet Tom says that free clinics do take care of the needs of those without insurance. I always thought those were for those on welfare or disability, but Tom said it’s for anyone who’s low-income (and two people living on $300 a week is certainly low-income) and who’s uninsured.

Again, I’m pissed at the timing, and so I’m hoping it’ll actually save us money in the long run. All those co-payments would’ve really added up, had I had insurance. It’s just that the doctors would’ve been better and I wouldn’t have had to wait all day long. The dentists I used to see in Arizona got me in practically as soon as I walked in the door.

As anxious as I am to get this shit dealt with once and for all since it’s been a problem now for 5 years and is quickly getting worse, I worry that it will be replaced with something new. I swear it always works that way for me. Taking care of one problem means going right into another one.

In the meantime, the check wasn’t at the mail place today, and once again, I know it’s not unusual for it to be a day late, but until the rent’s paid and the refrigerator’s full, I won’t rest easy.

Let’s see, what else went wrong today? Well, I had some email nightmares I had to deal with, but Tom helped get me out of that jam. I regularly change passwords on all accounts that I use regularly. When I went to change my Yahoo account PW, it kept telling me it was invalid. I sent a message to customer service. This was yesterday. When I got up today I couldn’t log in no matter what I tried. When Tom finally got me in there was a message there from Yahoo saying that others had experienced the same problem and that they had reset my PW. I was like, you reset my PW and then you magically expected me to get into my box to get the new PW??? Damn fools! Isn’t that a lot like locking your keys in your car?

I’m not done yet. I got a free sample of Cream of Wheat. I poured it into a bowl, poured hot water into it from the dispenser, grabbed a spoon, and then there was the spider in the middle of it all! Yuck! It was apparently on the spoon that I grabbed from the dish rack. So no Cream of Wheat for me today.

The dog whistle also came today, but it’s too soon to say whether or not it will work. It’ll probably take a couple of weeks to work like the automatic one we want to get when we have more money says it takes. It’s not something that keeps dogs from barking altogether, but something that stops them from barking excessively. Also, Jesse definitely worked today and I’m pretty sure he did end up working yesterday, too. And we more than likely slept through the worst of it since we both got up between 7:30 and 9:00 the last two days, which is fine with me cuz they’re definitely way worse in the early mornings.

Today it was quiet until he went to get the mail around 11:00. When they went off I stepped outside and ordered them to settle down. They did. Then they went off in the early afternoon. Tom used the whistle, but because it was the first time, it took a while for them to settle down. Then they went off again shortly afterward while I was listening to music. Tom said it was another dog that stirred them up that time. He said they ignored it for a while and then decided to join in with the barking. I don’t know how long it took to settle them down that time because I didn’t come out from under the headphones till the end of that fit. Then they started up right before 6:00, which I would think would be close to when Jesse gets in, and I stopped them fairly fast. I matched the length of their barks. So if they barked several times, I blew steadily on the whistle. If they gave a quick bark, I gave a quick blow. By 6:00 we didn’t need to “blow them off” anymore.

It’s funny to think that his dogs are in training, in a sense, and he doesn’t even know it, even if it sucks that the responsibility has to fall on us since he doesn’t give a shit.

WEDNESDAY, APRIL 1, 2009 An earthquake was reported west of Sacramento. We didn’t feel anything here, east of Sacramento, I’m pleased to say.

The rains are pretty much done till next September or October, though we are going to have a few more rainy days this week.

Yesterday I did a huge cleaning and rearranging job around here. I decided to only display half my Barbie collection at a time to make dusting easier on me. So now they’re all in just two places with a few exceptions. I’ve got most of them lined up along the sill in the big kitchen window.

I’m not going to resume the Italian until I’m staying up later when there’s less likely to be any distractions.

Legacy.com is a free obituary site that someone on OLS was talking about. Interestingly enough, the 3 grandparents I knew were all born in 1909 and they all died in their mid-70s. And I have an uncle and a close family friend who died at 72. It seems most of my family, and those who were like family, don’t make it past 75. But my folks just barely made it past the mid-70 marker, and I feel they’ll make it into the 80s.

Even cousins Boo and Max didn’t make it to the 80s. When I read that funeral services were held in Cali for Max, I wondered if one of their kids lives out here. Sure enough, Rhoda’s been all over this state, according to my research. I wonder why no one ever told me. Then again, we’re virtual strangers who rarely saw each other and wouldn’t recognize each other if our paths crossed.

As suspected, Andy’s father did die. That was back in ‘04.

I was a little surprised not to find the Borrellis who may be around 80-85 now. They could still be alive, but if they are, where are they? They’re not in Massachusetts or Florida and I can’t imagine where else they could possibly be.

Tom killed some more weeds around the place, and there were only a few scatterings of barks. Nothing to indicate that Jesse worked today, although if he didn’t, it’s strange that I never heard the motorcycle and that he didn’t bulldoze down here. Construction is like that where you don’t work consistently, so I wouldn’t assume that he’s been laid off again.

My gums were irritating me in a certain spot so Tom suggested I use his mouthwash since his is for germs and mine’s for cavities, and I’ve been using a non-electric toothbrush which doesn’t clean as well. So I used his and it was like rinsing my mouth with acid! Ah, but it really did relieve the soreness.

[mizkit]

new blog post: Picoreview: The Mitchells vs the Machines

new blog post on https://mizkit.com/picoreview-the-mitchells-vs-the-machines/

Picoreview: The Mitchells vs the Machines

Picoreview: Mitchells vs the Machines: did not finish

This was one of those I’d been meaning to get around to seeing because the reviews were so great, so I finally started it, and…half an hour in, I paused it, read the Wiki, and decided that yeah, no, it was not going to redeem itself and I didn’t need to finish watching it.

I 100% believe all the good reviews, honestly. The art style is fun, the animation is engaging, the characters are plausible, etc. It was subtly clear from what I watched that the lead character, Katie, is queer, but that wasn’t a major point or a point of conflict, it was just part of who she was. That was nice.

The film’s action plot is based around the latest iPhone being upgraded into an iRobot, which all immediately go off the rails and now they have to save the world, which, ok, that’s fine.

The film’s emotional plot revolves around Katie, 18ish and about to leave for college on the other side of the country, and her father, with whom she was very close as a child but has grown away from as he has, frankly, lost interest in her as she’s grown into a person of her own. I don’t feel like that’s a spoiler because it’s made really clear really early in the movie.

From here on out, however, there will be spoilers, because the thing that made it a DNF for me is a thing I really didn’t like and therefore want to talk about and it’s definitely a spoiler.

S P O I L E R

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S P A C E

yeah ok it’s on you now

So the night before she leaves, during a messy conversation with her father, they accidentally break her computer. (It is an accident but it’s one precipitated by her father’s lack of interest in her work.) Her mother tells him he needs to fix this (not the computer, but the situation between him and Katie), because she doesn’t want their daughter to leave home and never come back.

So she gets up the next morning to go to the airport to fly from Michigan to California for school, and finds her parents packing the car with her stuff,

because her father cancelled her plane ticket so they could have a family road trip instead.

And he called the school who said it was ok, she could miss orientation, it wasn’t that important, so yay, let’s do this! Woo!

And her mother is like “heh, uh, well, your father went kinda rogue on this one, so, uh, this is what we’re doing!”

Her little brother, who is forgivable for this, wanted to be able to spend a little more time with Katie before she goes which is essentially why she agrees to it,

and that sucks.

All of it. Everything about it sucks. The emotional manipulation sucks. Her mother’s refusal to tell her dad that he’s being a giant asshole sucks. And her father cancelling the plane ticket is absolutely unforgivable, as far as I’m concerned. It’s up there with Amy burning Jo’s book, and Dean burning Emily’s. It’s unforgivable.

And as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing the story can do that will walk that back. Not for me as a viewer. I understand they’ll find peace as characters bc that’s what they’re supposed to do, and I read the wiki plot summary so I know that her dad gave up his dream of living like a hippie in the woods to get a real job and provide for his family so we’re supposed to feel sorry for him and understand that he’s worried about Katie’s ability to follow her own dreams because he had to give up his, and that’s supposed to make it All Okay.

Well, it doesn’t, and now I wish I’d just gone on thinking “Oh, I should watch that someday!” instead of actually watching it and being disgusted by it. :p

[earitei-lore]

November Week Four: Gaming And A Clingy Girlfriend

Darkurra clicked at the keys of the keyboard. The silver fox was about to wrap up her work for the day, but she had gotten caught up in bug fixing, like she always did. She paused her typing to save her work, and gripped the edge of her seat while watching the cursor spin.

Please save, please save, please save… Darkurra grew more and more desperate as the cursor kept whirling around.

Moments passed in silence, and the program finally said that her code had been saved successfully. Darkurra exhaled, letting out the breath she’d been holding for almost a minute now. She stared at the screen for a few more moments, wondering what to do next. 

Should I fix the bug I found in that one area earlier? Do I fix the error with the map system? Do I fix the shortcut that allows you to skip the boss later in the game? Darkurra mentally went over every bug she knew of in the game, and felt her stomach start to churn. Why were there so many of them? 

In the end, Darkurra decided to shut down her computer and leave the bugs for her future self to worry about. At least, in theory. In practice, she kept trying to figure out how she was going to fix them as she walked away from her desk. The churning in her stomach wouldn’t subside if things continued like this.

I need something to distract myself with, thought Darkurra. Oh yeah, I haven’t played that one online game in a while, I should play that.

Darkurra walked into the living room and turned on the TV. She switched the HDMI over to her console, unplugged her controller, and sat down.

“Hey Darkurra, what’re you doing?” she was startled by Inez’s voice, not realizing she was there.

“Uh, h-hello Inez…” said Darkurra. 

“Oh, sorry for startling you!” The pale blue cat sat down beside her. “Anyways, whatcha up to now? It seems like you just got out of your work-cave.”

“I’m about to play this one online game I used to play regularly. I need to distract myself.”

“Oh? Can I watch?” Inez let out a mischievous laugh at the end of her sentence.

“Of course, just don’t be too much of a distraction.” 

Darkurra gave her girlfriend a kiss on the forehead and turned her attention back to the screen. She didn’t even get past the title before she felt a head fall onto her shoulder. She ignored it. Instead she started her first match for the day.

Darkurra was much worse at the game than she remembered being. Maybe it was just because she hadn’t played in a while, or maybe it was because her shoulders were too tense. That, or maybe Inez constantly trying to lean in for a kiss was distracting her too much.

“Inez, please stop that, remember what I told you,” said Darkurra.

“Fine, fine, I’ll stop,” Inez gave her a dejected look and pulled away.

Darkurra kept playing, and gradually started to regain her previous skills. Inez kept trying to cling onto some part of her body, but she learned how to ignore her pretty quick. She fell into a trance, completely absorbed by all the different mechanics in the game. After what felt like a brief second, Darkurra finally won her first match in the game and found herself pulled into a tight hug.

“Yay! You did it! That’s my amazing-and-adorable girlfriend!” said Inez.

“Inez, you’re gonna crush me…” 

Darkurra took on a scolding tone, but she felt her face heat up at all the love she was receiving from Inez. Still, part of her wondered why she was being more clingy than usual today. Normally, Inez would at least be able to leave her alone when she was doing something, but she seemed determined to stay latched onto Darkurra now. Had she forgotten something? Darkurra looked over at the TV and remembered that the game automatically put her into a new match after the last one ended.

“Inez, please let go, the next match is about to start…” said Darkurra.

“Aww, but don’t you like having me here?” responded Inez.

“I do, but it’s a bit hard to play when you’re blocking my view.”

“Aww, okay.”

Inez pulled away, with her energy disappearing out of nowhere. Darkurra felt regret start to stab at her, but after a few moments she got an idea.

“Alright, alright. Inez, if you can get through this match without distracting me I’ll give you a kiss,” said Darkurra.

“You will?” asked Inez, ears perking up.

“Yes, just don’t block my view, alright?”

“Ok!” Inez gave her a thumbs up.

Darkurra focused her attention back onto the screen. She realized that her opponent must’ve been waiting a while for her to confirm that she was ready for the match to start, and felt a bit of guilt stab at her heart.

“Hold on, that username looks familiar!” said Inez.

“What do you mean?” asked Darkurra.

“That username, RvSln0043, doesn’t ‘RvSln’ sound like Renevir Salnerah?” 

“That’s probably just a coincidence, he doesn’t seem like the type to play online games like this.”

“Good point, guess I’ll ask Flint about it later.” 

Darkurra went back to the game, not wanting to make her opponent wait any longer. Luckily, they hadn’t disconnected the match, so they were able to start playing right away. From the corner of her eye Darkurra noticed Inez fidgeting, her claws buried in the arm of the couch. Darkurra wished she’d pay more mind to not damaging the furniture. At least her plan had worked. The match continued without any interruptions, with both players racking up a lot of points. In the end, Darkurra won the match by a slight margin. She heard Inez cheering beside her, and made sure to back out of the game to fulfill her promise.

“Did I do well?” asked Inez.

“You did great.” 

Darkurra cupped Inez’s cheek and closed the distance between their lips. Inez was clearly trying to stay in the kiss for as long as possible, but she eventually pulled away to gasp for air. Darkurra couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.

“Hey, what’re you laughing at?” said Inez, elbowing Darkurra’s chest.

“It’s nothing, really.” Darkurra smiled and felt her face heat up.

“If you say so.” Inez gave her a mischievous smile. “Anyways, can we cuddle now?”

Darkurra glanced over at her screen before looking back at her.

“Alright, just for you, I’ll keep playing later.”

“Yay! Thank you, Darkurra!”

The two of them curled up on the couch and started to cuddle. Before Darkurra buried herself in Inez’s chest she asked a question.

“Inez, why are you so affectionate today?”

“Our anniversary is tomorrow, silly,” Inez responded. “I might have forgotten before today, so I wanted to show you that I remembered.”

Darkurra had also forgotten before that moment. She felt her cheeks heat up while Inez stared at her with a quizzical expression.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Uh, I forgot about our anniversary before you said that,” Darkurra responded.

Inez giggled before she planted a kiss on Darkurra’s forehead.

“It’s not like I can judge you for that, hehe.”

Darkurra pouted a bit before she relaxed and allowed Inez’s warmth to consume her. She felt guilty for forgetting something so important before now, but at least her clingy girlfriend had been there to remind her. It was odd, considering that she was usually the one who remembered this stuff. Maybe she’d just been so stressed lately she forgot. Darkurra allowed herself to shift around a bit more before she felt sleep start to overtake her.

[castle-dominion]

castle 7x8 kill switch

the esposito train bomb episode liveblog

Heehee I'm so excited for this!

I tried to kms today so I got the day off from school after getting home from the hospital. I'm not going to spend much time doing homework tho I'm going to watch castle instead I think after a cide attempt I deserve to watch some Castle.

Married <3

RC: We’re like Nick and Nora Charles. KB: Ooh, like McMillan and Wife. RC: Hart to Hart. KB: Turner and Hooch. RC: Turner and Hooch aren’t even married. KB: Yeah, but you still remind me a little of Hooch.

Yay samebrain moments but give me ryan & esposito being smart too not just becks & sometimes castle. Oh no I just remembered this episode. Forget my wish.

My man the guest star has nice eyes.

Sounds like money laundering to me Healthcare fraud, I mean tbh Canada has pretty bad healthcare in comparison to some places, it is only good compared to the usa.

whose desk is castle at? whose family photo?

RC: I feel the heavy hand of conspiracy. KB: Yeah, well, what else is new? "skullduggery" the federal teat RC: No. But I will once you identify who met Paul at the park. XD Talks to both, hands to becks

Ran the image past tense *is running it now* RC & me: Jared Stone, misdemeanor computer trespassing? TE: Otherwise known as hacking.

KR: You have to admit, Castle’s theory is surprisingly logical. *RC nods* KB: Yes. And it’s conveniently unburdened by evidence. btw where esposito? Oh there Craigslist???? srs?

YAY CAR SCENE MY GUYS JUST CATCHING UP

Espt's face! Bro u'r already a dad, what about tommy & joey? KR: Well, you know, the thing of it is, is you know what it’s like not having a father. You’d make sure your kid never felt that way. JE: Maybe I’m ready for more than that. Coming from mr fear of commitment! Also does anyone else remember the episode in s8? {the sonjia ruiz episode?} JE: Did you hear that? That sound? KR: No. What sound? *looks around the car* JE: That’s my biological clock ticking. Tick, tock. Tick, to-- *Laughs* KR: We were having a genuine, honest moment here. And you had to-- ruin it! by,, being a jackass!, W--

JE: Hold on hold on slow down slow down Me: Again from the top now again from the top now & tell me everything tell me everything?

"hang tight" love the diction yay train station finally new york Lost him XD Earbud phone call Holding it like youre playing President His voice sounds cracky & dry

JE: Hey, bro. (listens) Yeah, followed him down into the subway. I’m looking for him now. KR: What, you lost him? JE: No, I didn’t lose him. I just … don’t have visual contact. KR: That’s kind of splitting hairs, isn’t it? Look, I’ll head down there and I’ll – JE: No, you stay there. I’ll – wait, I see him. He’s at my 12. He’s moving fast. He’s scared, like someone’s after him. "my 12" I love clock directions

YOU are the one following him!

Ryan's probably hella afraid rn w his partner on the train

lol acab. Do that tag babey.

Her gun would NOT be set up to shoot. There is no bullet in the chamber & the safety is on. This is a semi automatic so you don't need to cock in between each shot, but you do need to pull once once to get the bullet in the chamber.

People have taken their guns all the time, like I think the ninja ep or the hong kong ep, obv 3xk, & several times to beckett. But why does SHE have a weapon? Is this was USA cops are like? I thought that just la police nationale had guns for cheap cops who report people for silly graffiti.

His own hand is on his gun now. If it was good for the plot Esposito would have shot him already probably. Esposito itchy trgger finger rn. But aren't new yorkers used to this they just don't pay attention to guns pulled on the subway?

Is that REALLY how the brakes work? all the sparks like that? Where is the engineer? Do the lights do that?

Say ok & do it SLOWLY & remove the ammunition bro

Ooh intense. Love this all. Phones & guns & blunt instruments & acab wow jared so valid bestie. But also these people are trying to get to work.

It's just a phone bro but yeah good job everyone

Why are you yelling at him NOW of all times? I thought it would be best to keep things quiet on your end, radio silence. Seaking of radios why aren't you on the radio already & are you recording the phone call? (& why is Ryan's contact jjust "Ryan" not his full name? Oh wait I just realized, Ryan was silent until now for radio silence purposes & now he's yelling bc "javi"'s phone has been taken away.

title card & I have been watching this for like four hours or smth. No probably closer to two. Granted I've also been doing a million other things.

Bella & Ty my beloved. But be quiet & let the captor think. Grant also my beloved.

Apologize bro.

Evacuating because the brake was pulled duh or wait no they SHOULD wait for the intercom & THEN leave. Yeah. Except espt was phone ryan. yes PLEASE hit redial.

Nobody was talking bro! Except.. they were

Girl these three get their weapons taken All the time

Marisa Aragon & Javier Esposito. First names babes.

Love Grant. What a man.

JS: I think you’ll get your chance. ... (so good)

My bonvolio chorus here from VG: I’ve just been informed that Jared Stone, a person of interest in the Paul Reeves case, drew a gun on a subway and took hostages, including Detective Esposito. *KB is SHOCKED* At this point, it’s not clear why Jared Stone … VG: Right now, our sole priority is to gather any and all information on Jared Stone so the hostage rescue team will know who we’re dealing with. All intel comes to me so I can forward it directly to HRT. They should be on the scene right now.

Captain Bigalow/Bigelow depending on the transcipr or the captions & Detective Ryan. Sir he's a hack-- *I pause it to liveblog*

Solid <3

KR: Hey, Beckett. I’m sorry. KB: Kevin, no one could have seen this coming. (first names <3) KR: No, no. He’s my partner. I should have never let him go in there alone. KB: We’ve gotta focus on getting Javi out of there. So once you brief HRT just head over to Stone’s apartment. (First names <3) KR: .? Leave the scene? (Aaaah) KB: Look, there’s nothing that you can do that HRT isn’t already doing. And if we want to help Javi out, then the best thing that we can do is find out who Jared Stone is and why he is doing this. And some of those answers might be at his apartment. It’s the last thing KR wants to do. KR: Okay. I’ll check it out and let you know. KB hangs up.

Idk how much I want to clip I just want to clip So Much

Lanie!

Can't they remontely access people's phones? grave disruption of trust & privacy?

Ooh I love becks' voice rn. Good for the plot to have a cam tho ig. love it.

Wow. yay. another cop.

Love Jared playing classical music to either get him happy, calm him down, or get him pumped for killin. Or calm himself down. (Fic idea: esposito like music to calm down. vent fic.) She is like me, doesn't rly know what's going on but still rly skilled & aware. I kind of haate Aragon but I also kinda like her.

JE: I might need you to back me up. Can you do that? (Back me up, great words.) She nods. MA: What’s your play? JS’S condition is getting worse. He’s jerky and nervous and keeps taking hits off his inhaler. JE: Talk to him. Try to get him see the light, then disarm him if I get the chance. (Cheers ig) MA: I should talk to him. (JE does a double take which I sadly will not clip) I’m the one wearing the Kevlar. (tru) JE: Yeah, but I’ve already got a rapport with the guy, so… (Also true) MA: A bad rapport. (She isn't wrong) MA: I know what this is. I’m just a transit cop. (Or he trusts himself more since he has training in this???) MA: You gold shield guys always acting like you’re better than us. JE: We are better than you. (Asshole) (But he's right in the sense that he has more training & experience relevant to this. probably.) He smirks. She glares at him. He ignores her. JE: Mr. Stone! (JS takes his earbuds out) Permission to speak? (polite. smart.) JS: (gestures With His Gun) Go ahead.

wdym not here?

just *has a bomb* like ok

Ooh a dead man switch, interesting...

Plot twist!

Good point, 1% does not take the subway. Heck even the 2 & 3 %ers don't take subway.

he remembers which phone is espt's?

Julian & LT XD remove your shoes so valid bro

Wealth management. obv lol. You know I lost some people close to me & inherited a little over a thousand canadian since watching this the first time & now I actually need to know how to manage wealth. Some of tha advice my grandpapa's money guy told us was like,, 20-50 years out of date, or weird (like "if you teach your 30 ppl you do good but if you make 3 people teach 30 pl each for you then you get 90 people for the work of only doing 3" & I'm like 'what so the three original ppl I taught don't get paid for teaching 30 ppl? that isn't meritocracy (what ppl think

Wealth management. obv lol. You know I lost some people close to me & inherited a little over a thousand canadian since watching this the first time & now I actually need to know how to manage wealth. Some of tha advice my grandpapa's money guy told us was like,, 20-50 years out of date, or weird (like "if you teach your 30 ppl you do good but if you make 3 people teach 30 pl each for you then you get 90 people for the work of only doing 3" & I'm like 'what so the three original ppl I taught don't get paid for teaching 30 ppl? that isn't meritocracy (what ppl think capitalism is), that is employee abuse & a pyramid scheme' but go off) but a lot of it is also good & smart! You know the math where you smoke a cigarette a day (except sundays) & it's $10/pack & there are 12 in a pack & so you do the math & could afford a house if you didn't smoke? Yeah well you don't smoke so why don't you have a car? Pretend you smoke. Put away five dollars every week, & then it eventually adds up. They say "& one day you can put away $10/week or $50" but that is partially only if you start getting paid more, which these days often doesn't happen. (Ofc you can increase it some ways by like being aware of your costs & then you will find you have that extra to put away but the big numbers? You need a better paying job.) Oh & one of the worst pieces of advice: "For five years I didn't see my friends at all, I missed all their weddings, & now I'm rich. Now I'm rich I only work an hour & a half a day & it's a job I like (talking to people & doin money math) & my friends all hate me" like girl of course they hate you. You could have been almost as rich as you are now but have better relationships. Ofc he does have friends who are also wealthy so like good for him but still man. You deserve to see your friend's wedding. You deserve to say "No, I am NOT working this day" because your boss values you. Your boss should value you enough to let you have days off; your boss should NOT value you BECAUSE you never request days off. Also, not everyone wants to be a rich business owner (who does So Much work genuinely, at least in the first few years,) & then retire. Most people Like working! He said so himself! He likes his job talking to people & doing math! His son in law still has a job because he likes being occupied! My mom is a volunteer coordinator, volunteers exist! People want to work! We just don't want to work until we break & then retire & do nothing but golf (ew). The cognitively disabled factory worker who likes repetitive tasks & is highly trainable but not necessarily a good individual thinker or problem sovler still deserves to live without breaking their body & still deserves to retire or cut their hours if they ever want.

Sorry, just. Wealth management. Yeah heheh. ONE THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED NOT FIFTEEN HUNDRED

Maldives? (btw I like tory's standing desk.)

VG/HRT: What kind of pizza does Esposito like? mkes me insane. but what if he likes plain cheese? KB: Uh .. pineapple, olives, and double jalapeños, sir. Makes me Even More InSane

the point of a shredder is to destroy important documents. Acab. (why make lt hold it why not just put it down on the side??

btw they have everyone sitting on normal seats now not just the floor

They literally just went to your address & saw you board a train bro Me & JE: What’s White Knight?

bOB <:( I like Jared. He's like "Yeah I'm fine. They're fine. I want them to not be hungry. My goal is not to hurt these people, let's get them some food." But he forgot to give his demands until prompted. Arin Wilson released from prison! I love captions btw. JS: "Erin Wilson" but RC: "Aaron Wilson" btw his eye contact with the camera sooo good. & I like gates' necklace btw. He is looking not-ok tho, progressively getting worse at such a pace I barely notice it

RC: So she’s a hacker, too? Me: So she’s a hacker too!! RC: It’s a non-extradition country. Ohhhh RYAN IS BACK MY MAN someone should give him a hug. Him & Parish Yay background characters

Yeah they know that girl shut up

"soul mate" tbh that's cute. I like jared minus the fact he's holding a train car hostage JE: Well, why didn’t you give Bob more to go on so he knew who you were talking about? true JS: I want to keep him off balance. Maintain control. valid ig? JE: You get that tip off the internet? ‘Cause it’s not a very good one. bro not a good thing to say JE: What’s White Knight? Doesn't tell us anything (good for the plot) JS: You. The husband. Go. Get the food. I know you’ll come back. He's right ig, but what if he doesn't

My adhd would NOT let me hold that thing

I love him & his free erin wilson website wow white knight we have a word now. I bet it is paul reeves but that wouldn't make sense

Oh no don't make ppl give birth in the middle of this {Wait after seeing this a second time, she Knows what it's like to be preggo} JSDHFKLASDJH PIZZA but hm, did they get everyone else's pizza orders? why does espt look so shocked but aragon also knew she'd get a specific order? I mean they KNOW espt is there of COURSE they;d give him his fave Lol aragon I love her

that is a crappily made pizza but at least it has a lot of toppings. Tbh it was probably made by a teenaged line cook. Also it does not look like it has been cut...

YAY STUFF IS HAPENING

VG: HRT thinks the Erin Wilson demand is a ruse. Why? Why do they think that?

HOLD ON SHE'S AT THE 54TH Making convo lol fuck the military acab & these poor guys holy shit fuck the military. They're designed to be the same person tho. POC, quit the military, became a cop, 54th, kinda pissy but also in a straight-backed sort of way (lol miliraty)... they are the same person. I like espt's voice when it goes low & soft like that.

JE: Hey, why did you become a cop? MA: (shrugs) Got out of the Army. It’s what made the most sense. JE: Me too. You miss the service? MA: Some parts. Not others. JE: Married? Kids? MA: No. Don’t do this, okay? Don’t try to take my mind off of what’s coming. I don’t need anyone holding my hand. JE: You know, you’ve got a chip on your shoulder the size of Stonehenge. I was just trying to get to know you a little bit.

THAT'S what they meant by flicker!?!?

Be quiet aragon.

Lil bro: what if they just killed Esposito? Me: That'd be one way to get a different actor...

They don't know you have a dead man switch Jared... You have never said you have a bomb... Except I mean at the very start they knew espt was on the phone with another cop He has experience using a gun? His aim is good enough? He had a gun? in his back pocket? with the safety off? Good way to lose a buttcheek

Ok Lanie she actually likes him cool cool but what about ryan? What about Esposito's mom? I mean I wouldn't call Esposito's mom until he's actually dead...

True! We're so focused on stone now that we have forgotten about paul reeves! Like Lightbulb Len!

Lanie smart moments?

Beckett just mentioned the flu virus & now I suddenly remember what Lanie noticed.

I remember WHY he was instructed to stall for time JE: He passes out and releases that switch we’re all dead. Yeah legit

Girl why don't you have your shoelace ALREADY out? you said NEXT PUFF what if he took the next puff BEFORE you got your shoelace out?? Hold on a sec, her shoes are NOT cop approved. At least his are steel toed & black. JS: Don’t worry, everyone. It’s almost over. See? He actually cares about these people sort of. Or at least he doesn't WANT to hurt them.

I'd be hella careful y'all... She knows what to do itiod. But watching it slowed down to see things my deaf ass had trouble reading his lips & then I noticed: why do they kick him down first?

Yay ryan!

h5n1 I remember that. We were talking abt it in my martial arts class when one of our instructors was a doctor & she was giving us info at the start of covid.

One person terrorizing you to espt terrorizing you lol.

Lethal? Yeah don't y'all remember the influenza epidemic when they had interviews with ppl & over the course of like a 40 minute interview they would go from perfectly fine to dead? & now we get shots for it every year & the majority of people (those at the top of the bell-curve or one end of it; abled, not old, etc) don't die from it.

VG: There is a vaccine Lil bro: but it's one million dollars. Castle, pay up. & even if it is lethal, that doesn't mean it is going to kill everyone, it is just ABLE to kill you!

JS: You’re not the priest. KB: No, but I can take your confession. Good line

Jared was just a patsy, a scapegoat, a pawn to be sacrificed. A fall guy. He doesn't WANT to get others sick!

RC: The lab from which the virus went missing, Latham Pharmaceuticals? They’re the same company that makes the vaccine Sounds legit, sadly.

Ooh I like Beckett's outfit!

I can't believe her job is literally to investigate government scams & she's doing this

"I didn't think ppl would get killed, they could just buy the vaccine & that's how I get rich!" Poor people exist, anti-vaxxers exist, people who are really slow at doing stuff (like me) exist!

Is he just... shoving his gun into his pocket? At the hospital? I went to the hospital yesterday bc I wanted to kms & they had to confiscate my razor (I forgot I had multiple & ended up bringing one with me by accident-- also kept my ethnic knife (which my instructor called a mezzaluna when it is actually an ulu bc I may not be inuit but I sure as hell am native) which, oops, but I didn't want to not get it back; I wanted to still have it) anyway they don't let you have guns or ammunition in hospitals wo why does esposito have his gun here??

Aragon wearing normal clothes!

JE: You did all right down there. I don’t care what they say about transit cops. MA: Mmm. What they say about gold shields is even worse, mostly because it’s true. lol acab

JE: We make a tight team. MA: Bonds forged in the heat of battle. You know how it is. JE: Yeah. Fuck the military, I’m so sorry for you MA: I wasn’t straight with you. I have a five year old son. He’s confused. (What's that zoom about?) JE: Uh … you said that you didn’t have a family. Why hide that? (Ye, y) MA: I didn’t want you worried about me being a mom down there. (Oh. Valid JE: (scoffs) You are a piece of work, Marisa. MA: Who’s Lenny? He is confused. MA: Or is it Lanie? (Thinks it’s a man’s name at first, She totally clocked him.) He freezes. JE: How do you know about her? MA: On my last tour an IED blew out my eardrum. I got pretty good at reading lips. You were saying her name before you took down Stone. (I’m hoh in one ear & I’m adhd so I watch ppl’s lips but I struggled to see what he was saying. I actually thought it was “I love you lanie I lov–” yk?) JE: Yeah, I don’t … I don’t remember that. (Lying bc he likes marisa– until she revealed she has a kid & is possibly married? Or he actually doesn’t remember?) MA: Who you think of in that moment? It has weight. Don’t trade what’s real for something that isn’t. (Valid but Lanie is happy where she is. Or at least she was but now she’s cryin watching javi in the train) MA: I’ll see you around, Javi.

What's that music?

Lil bro: When esposito starts a company selling air Me: (Like in the Lorax?) Lil bro: Javi-Air

The person who sits by beckett is Det Sch (I can't see the rest)

Yay he's back@ He ruins it by being a jackass again

Lanie!!!

I thought this was where the line "we both deserve something more" came from & i was "is he proposing or breaking up I can't tell" but ig I was wrong

Yay drinks

CASTLE DAD MOMENTS XD XD XD

In the TWO DAYS I've had off school I've only managed one castle. I just love them too much & do other work. I should go back to giving myself a 1.5 hour limit. That was back when I had recently seen the ep tho. Tbh this was worth $100 & a trip to the ER. I got some time to bleach my bones, sleep in, watch castle, make a soup... Now all I need to do is shower, see my doctor, catch up on chores, catch up on homework, & do everything else I need to do before I go back to school. Ugh.