RMMC

Monday, and already a sucky week. My idiot "new" neighbors below (see: "Almost" blog) are well on their way to proving that the being with the most intelligence in their household is the dog. With all the stuff with Mom happening, I've been having a bit of insomnia (aided and abetted by the verboten caffine I had last weekend) and have had trouble falling asleep and staying that way. Last night, I actually feel off almost immediately...sometime after 11pm. Enter the downstairs idiots. Freaking 1am, they're outside with the dog, screaming and yelling...for FUN! I woke up thinking someone was being murdered and find out they're just out there playing. Oh, and when confronted by me on their way back in (me in disgruntled grizzly bear mode) try to fluff it off as it was someone else out there. Funny...everything I heard sounded [b]exactly[/b] like their voices. Wow...someone outside does impressions at 1am. Not. And even funnier...all the noise stopped one they came back in. How stupid do they think I am anyway?! These are the same folks that almost got evicted the first week here due to noise complaints, which they didn't know the thin ice they were on at that point...they waited a month to open their mail from the office manager. They need to get a f****ing clue. I'm ready to beat them bloody with a clue stick. Because of those twerps, I got 2 hours of sleep! yep, I couldn't fall asleep after that and as I had to get up at 4am, was unable to take anything to help. Someone shoot them and save the gene pool before they reproduce. ************************************************* On the Mom front: Mom's been doing poorly since I was up there last weekend. She tried to eat something that didn't agree with her and hasn't been able to keep food or liquids down much since then. She and my step-father are going to the hospital for a conference with the doctors about this and a few other issues tomorrow. If mom doesn't decide to cancel out as she did the previous time in mid-November. Due to my s-i-l's work schedule, we won't be able to get together up there until after the holiday, but I'm not too sure that mom won't be in either a hospital or a hospice as she needs to get fluids and soon, so an IV may be the only way. *hugs* to all you shiny folks. **** RMMC

AURAPTOR

It t'was a dream. Yep. I was woken up from this odd dream of being on a boat with several friends. Actually, there were a few boats. Point was, it kept fading into scenes of JAWS, where a large shark, or more than one, would pluck a boater from the ranks and .....you get the idea. But this was odd for several reasons. 1. I have no phobia ( that I'm aware ) of sharks or boats, as I'm often out on a lake. 2. My dream kept switching from 'present' to 'past', as if either one was any less weird. Long story short, in my dream, my crew and I got back to the harbor, and despite some tense moments, with out incident. As we got on dry land, someone shouted " Shark free since 2003! " , as if that was some sort of triumph. At first it felt kinda catchy, but then all realized how morbid and goulish it was. Oh well, all fine on dry land. Not so fast. Then my dream shifts to some sail boats, racing in the open water. One boat is having trouble. Sails aren't catching the wind, something..but it's not moving too fast. Then either a gust of wind or a tricky wave comes up, and a crew member is in the water. ( I'm watching all this as if it's being filmed from a helicopter )The first grew member in the water gets taken down by a big shark. Maybe a couple others jump in try and save their friend, and all chaos follows. Then there's a guy standing up in the water, on a piece of wreckage. Help is near, but not quite there. He's got what looks like a pole in one hand, while trying to reach a line that'll hoist him up and out of harms way. There's a slim chance he can fend off the shark, with the pole/spear, assuming he sees the shark first. Then the guy becomes me - in 1st person. [b]I'm [/b] the one waiting for the ship to come haul me to safety, and yet I can feel the shark about to strike. Then I wake up. WTF was that about? Shark free since 2003. ( No drugs, cold medication or spicey foods were involved in the dreaming of this last sequence )

STORMWIND

Hooooray! I finished year 12 and got a decent score. Lets just hope I finish up with a nice uni offer. And hey look on the bright side-If don't get into a good course I can always just sit and home and write fanfic. Merry Christmas from Down Under where heat, flies, barbecues and bushfires make up our Christmas time. The only White Christmas we get is because of all the smoke in the air!

KIZZIECSTARS

yes, i should be unpacking. and hoovering. and sorting my kayaking gear because it's still sandy from the get out at the ettrick. and perhaps beginning to study for exams (eeeek!!!). and going for a shower so i'm clean for my first night of work tonight. bah, firefly is much better!

CEDRIC

It's a bit long to post here, so I'm putting it on my LJ: fithelere.livejournal.com Stay shiny, Cedric