All I Want is You to be There

Wow, I haven’t written an actual entry in a little while.  But I have been keeping up so far on the DePhoMo… and I have an idea of what I want to do for the “definition of beauty” prompt.  I just don’t know if I can pull it off.  ::grin:: I’ll have to play with my camera today to see if I can.

The celebration with my sister went well.  We all went out to the steak house, including my brother… They know how I feel about him and how little I want him around, but it was Maili’s day, and I couldn’t very well tell him, “Oh, the family’s going out for steak to celebrate Maili’s birthday, but you can’t come.” He and Maili are extremely close, bad enough that I have to admit that I’m jealous, but it has a lot to do with the fact that they’re basicly exactly the same, both into drinking and that kind of thing, and I’m not.  They’re also only 11 months apart, where I’m years older than both of them.  Mom and I talk about it a lot, she understand that I’m jealous of the fact that my sibs and I will never be as close as they are to each other. But then again, I’m also that close to my mother, and I think that’s a good trade off.

We had a good dinner, got the people at the steak house to sing “Happy Birthday” to my sis, which was funny.  And then we went to get Sims 3.  We dropped my brother off downtown before we did this, that way he has no clue where we live… and then we got Sims 3, came home, and Mom and I curled up on the couch, she to work on her thing, me to goof off on the laptop while Maili uploaded the Sims and played on the computer.

I have to say, Sims 3 is very entertaining.  We watched Maili for a little while and then I had to head off to bed.

Friday was alright.  I couldn’t really concentrate and wasn’t very productive.  Okay. To tell the truth, it fucking sucked at first.  So, I had forgotten to set my alarm and the only reason why I got up in time to get ready to go to work was because my aunt sent me some picture messages of the cat quilt pieces that she had been working on.  I hate waking up late and that put me in a realy bad mood.

I ended up getting into a huge fight with my mom and missing my bus.  We tried to catch the bus by getting to a later stop before it did and promptly got lost.. which didn’t help my whole being pissy thing.  Ultimately I ended up at work in a rush, AND 5 minutes late… and it just kept getting worse.  So yeah, not a bad day.  Oh, on top of that the heater went out in the living room, the dryer was on the fritz, and the damned toilet clogged.  I called the landlord about the heater, fixed the dryer (the duct came loose) and unclogged the toilet, none of which made me any happier.

After work was better.  Mom and I weren’t mad at each other anymore and joked about how pissy I was, and we hung out with Guppy a little.  Landlord got back into touch with me, promised to come out today to look at everything and to fix the heater.  Thomas picked up Maili and Mom and I spent the evening with me playing the Sims 3, since Maili left it here.

If Friday sucked, then today was just an adventure.  The landlord came over, as promised, and most of the day was spent reading on the couch, huddled under blankets while the power got flipped on and off and on so he could figure out what was the issue.  At about 5:30 he decided it was time to call in the professionals, about the time we lost power in half the house.  I felt horrible when I found out that it cost 300 dollars just to get the guy to come out here and look around, much less do anything.  We found out that it was because of a bad outlet and everything works now… which is good, but the heater’s not kicking out the heat all that well.  I’m hoping once it gets warmed up, it’ll stay warm easily.

But yeah, so that’s my weekendish thing so far.  I’m playing Fallen Earth right now, trying to warm up and even though I have the heater on full blast, it’s not doing much yet.  Here’s hoping it gets better.

 

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Poisonblack – Love Controlled Despair

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December 6, 2009

I hate those days when nothing goes right.