Monday, August 12, 2002 | 01:27 p.m.

And working on fanfic and stuff. ^_^ Aaaaand time to go in the pool now - talk to you later.^_^

Thursday, August 8, 2002 | 05:09 p.m.

I GOT A RAAAAAAAISE!!!

Thursday, August 8, 2002 | 12:57 a.m.

Vampires may call Anita the executioner, but all creatures call you Death. You stopped hunting humans because they were "too easy." You have an apparent lack of morals, and might even be considered one of the monsters. You blend in perfectly with your surroundings, which makes you one scary sonofabitch. Which Anita Blake Character Are You?

And God help me, I corrected the spelling/grammatical errors it had. Ooooooh, I'm pathetic. ^_^';;;

Wednesday, August 7, 2002 | 09:56 p.m.

1. Good thing: My father was interviewed by TIME magazine today as an expert on Islam in the prison system. *throws small party*

2. Weird thing: I had to explain the term "wanker" to my mother today because she heard someone use it and didn't know what it meant - so, was shouting about it in the office. I.e., "WHAT'S A WANKER?" -_-; Dear lord. THAT goes on my list of "top ten freaky things I would rather not have done."

3. Bad Thing: My logo wasn't accepted; well, it MOSTLY was - there's one teeny little detail that has to be worked out, so I have to spend yet ANOTHER night at it. And you want to know the irony? Said detail was a last minute addition. Oi, the joy...

4. Good thing: I FINALLY got a new pair of glasses today; I don't need to wear them all the time - however, I've been staring at a computer screen WAY too much lately, and have been getting headaches. No more! ha ha! ~_^

5. Weird Thing: I finally figured out why the company we were going with to make our travel mugs, etc. was screwing up; they're set up for ONE color. One. As in, one color on a mug. As in, no shading. Nothing fancy. Gods, why didn't someone ask this BEFORE? -_-; At least this explains why each and every proof item they've given us is complete and utter crap. >_<

6. Bad thing: My mother is insane. Which you already knew; but I think this snippet of a conversation between me and an online friend while my mother was talking at me will help to elucidate:

me: helpful mom. -_-:

me: she decided my car was parked too close to where the garbage trucks come.

me: so....she backed it away.

me: a block away.

me: and just came trotting in here to tell me.

Friend: ........oh, good.

Friend: *coughs*

Friend: and now you have to be polite about it.

me: and now she's telling me how I can't move out.

me: because I can't live with Bennett.

me: and that the only place I could get on my own is down in Long Beach.

Friend: *blinks slowly*

me: which is near where somebody from the office works.

me: wherein she has now launched into "I DONT TRUST THAT JO!!"

me: since I'd be living in the same city.

me: and therefore, I am in danger.

Friend: ummmmmm...

me: ...just thought you'd like to hear the rationalization while I still got it.

Friend: *scratches head*

Friend: *coughs* oh, yes. explains EVERYTHING.

me: and NOW i'm being lectured about how getting married won't help it.

me: because they only come in Human Being.

me: not in Prince Charming.

Friend: ......were you talking about getting married?

me: oh, and now comes the swearing of love.

Friend: *weird look*

me: I don't know. I don't get it.

me: my head hurts.

-_-; You know the scary thing? After a while... you begin to FEEL crazy, even if you're not. Dear hell.

Tuesday, August 6, 2002 | 03:47 p.m.

And I LIKE the 21-year-old-evil-Hisoka, Ruby! ^_^ That's quite fun - I might have to take a look at that fic later to see what it's about. ~_^

Blarg. Second-logo finishing. Woooo I'm tired. ^_^

Tuesday, August 6, 2002 | 12:51 a.m.

Okay - I usually try to maintain family loyalty. You know what I mean - do your best to talk your family members UP rather than down in a public setting. However, there are times when family members don't make that possible; today was one such day.

My mother is bipolar. This is one of those things that's hard for me to say because (a) it can prejudice people against her, and (b) I love her a lot. And when she's stable, she's an awesome, awesome lady.

Unfortunately, like the girl with the curl on her forehead, when she's not - she's... REALLY not.

All I'm going to say is that she freaked out. At the workplace, very public setting; said some very cruel things, and cried. Although neither of those really begin to come close to the WAY she did it.

I dunno; she was just... out of control. Enough so that I seriously considered calling her doctor on her.

Now - I have to reiterate again: My mother IS a wonderful person - when she's stable. Today was an unusually bad one; I'm not even certain why. However, after spending hours dealing with this, I'm honestly too tired to think clearly.