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I'm so sorry your day was sucky! I have a love/hate relationship with cars because of these instances. I hope it gets better for you. However, I just wanted to say that you're as psychotic as everyone else in the world. I mean, everyone can and will be crazy, but it's how you handle it that make you get through it.

What a crappy day, Mishatu - but it's good that you can see where it could have gone worse, too!

today i decided i needed a bag of cookies.

to get exercise and an ok to eat the bag of cookies i roller bladed to and from the store.

i stumbled on my way home, dropped my bag of cookies (smashed cookies ), hit the pavement HARD and gashed open my knee and palms

sooo i have a bag of cookies and a bleeding wound.

perhaps i should just think one cancels out the other?

moosette wrote:today i decided i needed a bag of cookies.

to get exercise and an ok to eat the bag of cookies i roller bladed to and from the store.

i stumbled on my way home, dropped my bag of cookies (smashed cookies ), hit the pavement HARD and gashed open my knee and palms

sooo i have a bag of cookies and a bleeding wound.

perhaps i should just think one cancels out the other?

The cookies wanted to know that you wanted them. No one else had wanted them yet, and they were wary about trusting someone new. Everyone they had ever trusted before hurt them.

Erm, pay no mind to me. It's been a lazy day with minimal human contact xD I guess I'm just being silly.

Well... Really not how I wanted to start my day this morning... Woke up to find my son's glasses on the floor in the landing upstairs, chewed to pieces... Thankfully we have a 1 yr protection plan on them which is still in effect since they were gotten last September but it still makes me angry that he left them where our puppy could get at them. Right now, both him and the puppy are on my * list... I am so angry. And still waiting for the eye care place at our local sears to call me back is starting to get old already....

Guess what, it's time for another rant from Mishy!

More car problems. The tire that got replaced is losing air, something that was noticed on Sunday (almost a whole week after I got it fixed), and I also noticed that the cover to my gas tank was open. I was freaking out a bit because the last time I touched my car was the previous Tuesday (5 days before I noticed the leaky tire, 1 day after getting tire replaced) and I had gotten gas. Naturally, I started worrying that it had been open all week and wondering if someone had siphoned off some of my gas. Fortunately, I had most, if not all, of my gas. Still fretting a bit about the tire, since my university is out in the middle of butt-* nowhere.

And classes. Fun. Horribly ironic timing this week with lecture topics and events going on in my family. My dad had major surgery this past Tuesday, and of course we had to have a lecture on shock, the various ways one could go into shock, and things to do/not do for patients in shock. So I got to freak out like crazy, worrying about my dad. I tried to make it a little better by telling my mom that she'd better get him to send an e-mail/text while he was all doped up on morphine, and I think that cheered up both my mother and my sister. Good news is that he's doing well (it was a double knee replacement surgery), and there are plans for him to go back home tomorrow. Sad news is that I never got a doped up message xD

Finally, just to top off this wonderful week, I have an exam tomorrow, and the notes I keep on my iPad decided that working properly wasn't going to happen. It took a few hours to sort out, but I finally realized that some of the data in my main notes file got corrupted, so accessing those files would crash the app. However, there was still a copy of the notes hanging about in the app's trash, so I could actually recover most of them. I lost maybe a couple of annotated pages, but I still got the original pages.

And now, I get to sit here and faff about, since figuring out the iPad issues ate up most of the battery and it needs to charge up again before I keep studying. (Shhh, the charger is in my bedroom and staying there. I'm not moving it to where I am! xD) Also, I do apologize. Apparently I feel like I must post in this thread when I have a crap-ton of bleh to unload, so my posts get crazy long. I think it's mostly the therapeutic effect of getting it out in words instead of in my head.

Again, thanks for reading my rant :3

So...still processing this so I'm not overly emotional about it yet, but once it catches up to me, I'm sure there'll be breakdown.

My grandma (mother's mom) is not doing so well. She's diabetic and has dementia, some sort of kidney failure (due to the diabetes), and now there are more complications. She's been having these episodes where her blood pressure drops, her heart rates goes way up, and she gets labored breathing. She gets really distressed during these times, which usually involves her yelling and other stuff like that. I have never heard her raise her voice before, so that's just something weird for me to imagine. They, along with the rest of my mom's family, live a state away from us, so my mom is currently down there helping out. She has the Medical Power of Attorney for my grandparents, so she's the one making all the difficult choices.

They have been living in an independent/assisted living facility, but now with this happening, they've decided that once a bed opens up, they're going to have to put her in a nursing home type place. These are the only grandparents I've ever known, as my dad's parents both died before he and my mom were even married, and another woman that was like a grandmom to me died several years ago. I'm terrified that I'm going to lose both my grandma and grandpa this year. Like, I know they're getting up there in years. Both are in their mid to late-80s, but that doesn't really bring a whole lot of comfort, ya know?

Well, now I'm thinking about it now, so of course, I'm more emotional. Going to go cuddle with my little one and watch a movie to calm myself down.

EDIT: Just got an e-mail from my mom. They had a doctor's appointment today, and the doctor said that he noticed that Grandma's dementia is getting worse. He said she's in Stage 2, almost Stage 3. We'll know when she goes into Stage 3 when she doesn't even realize that you're in the same room as her. My mom asked about life expectancy at Stage 3, and I guess once people get to that point, they only have about 6 month. So, sometime I'm going to have to take a trip down there to see her, hopefully with my brother. With that pronouncement, it made everything seem more....real, I guess. There's no way to tell when she'll develop into Stage 3, as she has vascular dementia, which isn't a gradual thing, more like stair steps.

It seems like everything is crashing down on my family at the same time. Just last year my dad lost 2 of his sisters within months of each other. I'm getting really sick of funerals for family members.

Really sorry to hear that Kareesh.
My Gran has Alzheimers and I've been finding it difficult lately. She knows her mind is going and there's nothing I can do.
Just keep reassuring her, keep letting her know she is loved. As I try to do

So anyway, my laptop is a *. Seems I have another virus according to a very computer literate friend. I'm * fed up with it. I'm gonna wipe it and start again.

I keep bumping into the same guy from my past. I bumped into him again today. He worked at a supported housing I lived in for a bit. He has no idea of the mix of emotions and the memories, some of them bad, that just seeing him conjures up. He's a good bloke. And we exchange little bits of information, polite conversation and that's fine, but he always suggests meeting up for coffee sometime and inside I'm screaming no, but I just give him a smile and say yeah sure or maybe. There were a lot of firsts for me at that house. Some things I am not proud of, mainly things that weren't legal, that I haven't told anyone about. Others are just interesting, first time playing an xbox, first time eating pasta (then proceeding to live off pasta for 2 years). I fell down the stairs once and he was the staff on duty, he didn't call an ambulance despite my momentary loss of consciousness. I had to get him to call my mum and then she took me to hospital, still have a dent in my leg to this day.
And I'm gonna leave that there, cos I'm losing it.
Doesn't * help that his way of getting my attention is literally bumping into me, today he brushed up against me, had his body up against mine for at least 20 seconds. He came from behind as well, I thought I was being robbed.
I do not like men touching me, especially not like that. I'm losing it again.


Then in d&d I don't know, I'm just not feeling right in this new group, maybe it's trying to get used to my new character, maybe it's cos I don't really know this group, maybe it's cos we had a new guy join us, maybe it's cos they're all blokes, maybe it's the long day, I don't * know. I feel just messed up. Plus Phil just straight up tried to steal a horse, and almost succeeded. What!?! No evil! Come on! And then he got all moody as Rae got the group to stick together, apparently Phil is not a group player, likes going off and doing his own thing.

Then I missed the bus after d&d and then I burnt my thumb. But thats just petty stuff.
Pfft. It's all * petty stuff.
* ridiculous

I'm sending hugs your way, Bex. Even the little things add up - and that dude being invasive is definitely not petty. I'm not saying I hope someone tases him, but maybe a little shock therapy applied to the nethers would set him right.