Merry Christmas

My computer. My new computer. Is acting up. Won't even load Windows.

That is all.

I do not know when it will be fixed.

I'm scared, y'all.

S

cared, freaked out, concerned, confused, sad & desperate to be more precise.

This past Sunday, my mother called me. I was asleep, but I got the call back text message when I woke up, so I called her back:


She - Would you like to go to Wal-Mart & Goody's tomorrow?
Me - *sing song professional secretary voice* No, I would not like to go to Wal-Mart & Goody's tomorrow.
She - Well you don't have to be hateful!
Me- *confused* I wasn't being hateful! I was just responding to your question!
She - FINE! *click*

She hung up on me.

So I'm like "Damn! WTF was that about? She's got issues."

It has bothered me for the past 3 days. Seriously. She flipped the fuck out.

So today I go to her house because I'm thinking I've got to find out WTF is wrong with her that she reacted to my simple, and frankly extremely polite refusal to go with her to the store.

Me - When you called me and asked me to go with you to the store and I said "No", why did you get so upset?
She - You didn't say "No".
Me - What did I say?
She - You were all hateful and said "NO! Why would I want to go to Goody's?"
Me - *shocked* Seriously?
She - *Beginning to cry* Yes! I was thinking why is she being so mean? Maybe she has PMS, but still that doesn't give her the right to talk to me like that! I didn't do anything to her.
Me - I swear to God I didn't say that. What I said was "No, I would not like to go to Wal-Mart & Goody's with you."
She - No, I said "Would you like to go with me to pick out Christmas presents for Evan."
Me - I didn't hear that. I know I was thinking "She knows I got my car fixed, so why would she think I need a ride?", but I didn't hear anything about picking out presents for Evan at all.
She - Well I said it.
Me - *crying & in shock* Well, I'm sorry that I said that. I'm sorry that you felt like I was being bitchy to you, but I swear I wasn't even feeling bitchy when I called you. I make a point of NOT talking to you when I'm feeling mad or PMSsy because I know in the past you thought everything I said to you was bitchy. But I don't remember saying that to you. I remember being extra nice when I called you back.

Y'all.

Whenever I call my mother, I make a point to not be bitchy or even sad because we do have such a long history of me treating her like I hate her and her acting like she's the most put upon mother in the world.

So now I'm freaked the fuck out.

In my head, I still replay it like "No, I would not like to go to Wal-mart & Goody's with you."

So the fact that she heard something totally different scares the shit out of me.

I mean, I've had instances where I can say something to someone and immediately forget what I said, I've said the wrong word like "Coat" instead of "Shoe", I've forgotten how to spell Milk or my name.

But never before have I had an experience where what I remember saying is so totally different from what the person to whom I was speaking heard.

Can you imagine how freaky that is?

Seriously.

How long has this been going on???????????????????????????????????????

Now I'm scared to talk to anyone over the phone.

In person, I can see the faces of the person to whom I am talking, so if I say something off the wall, I can see the reaction in their face.

But over the phone, who knows what the fuck I'm saying?

I'm scared.

WTF is going on?

Is this normal?

Could I be schizophrenic & not know it?

Have I had a psychotic break?

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME????????????

OMG.

Bye.

**UPDATE - 10:43**

I went back to my mother's house a couple of hours ago to hear the story again.

I don't feel any better about it.

Do you know someone with Multiple Sclerosis? Has anything like this ever happened to them?

Freaky.

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Now playing: Marvin Gaye - What's Going On?

Ok, so yeah...

A

s I said the last time I posted (12 days ago!!) I've been all up in Facebook. The Headache from Hell returned today with a vengeance, so before I go to bed and cover my eyes with a bandanna, I decided to post.

Rather than try to fake an entire coherent post, I'll just hit the highlights of the past 2 weeks.

First, I started watching the new Ray Romano show on TNT. Men of a Certain Age (Mondays at 10 EST on TNT)

It's a show about a group of middle aged men & what they are dealing with in their lives. Romano plays a separated father of 2 kids. He & his wife separated because of his gambling addiction.

Braugher plays a married father of 3 who works for his father as a car salesman. His father is a "shithole" (if you watch the 2nd episode, you'll get the joke) who treats his son worse than the other salesman because he wants to avoid the appearance of favoritism.

Bakula plays a single "playboy" who may be starting to realize that his lifestyle isn't all it's cracked up to be?

Whatever. It's good to see Romano back at work. The series is, IMO, a mix of drama and comedy. It made me realize that Romano is a better actor than I realized having only seen him in comedies.

You can tell you're getting older when a regular shitting schedule is among your biggest concerns in life.What else?

Um...I ordered some of Evan's Christmas presents online. Made the mistake of sending them here instead of to MD's house (which is what I did last time) so he's been bugging the shit out of me to see what they are & play/use/look at them.

*sigh*

I really have been splitting my time between being in bed because the meds I got for my knees & back make me sleepy and being on Facebook playing Farmville & Cafe World.

I swear, I get a new addiction every couple of months.

Is it possible for an adult to have ADD? I might have that, LOL.

It's just that I find something new and I'm all about it, then when I've mastered it or feel like there's not much more to accomplish, I get bored...

I'm still working on my crocheted Snuggie. I have one sleeve done. Now I just need the other sleeve. I haven't felt the sense of urgency that I would have thought because I'm still sweating to fucking death every night when I'm not freezing to death. I wish my effing MS Brain would pick a geedee temperature. Be hot or be cold for an entire DAY, not switch from minute to minute!!!

*TMI Alert*

The meds I got for my knee & back pain have the side effect of making me constipated.

...

I mean, it's not as bad as it could be because all I have to do is take some aspirin (which usually gives me the trots), but it's still weird not having a predictable pooping schedule, KWIM?

I have upped my fiber intake so that I don't have to rely on aspirin to get my innards moving...it's just irritating.

I remember when I was a kid and I could literally go for a month without shitting, but I also remember how much it hurt when I finally did.

You can tell you're getting older when a regular shitting schedule is among your biggest concerns in life.

I mean, I'd rather have my concerns (OMG, I haven't pooped in 35 hours) than some other people's concerns (OMG, I'm going to lose my house!), but it's still trying.

In it's own little way.

:-)

That's all. I have to go veg out.

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Now playing: Busta Rhymes Feat Estelle - World Go Round

Stuff & Thangs

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esterday, when I was getting my FREE BATTERY REPLACEMENT (Went to AutoZone. It was the battery. My 1 year 9 month old battery, so it was still under warranty. YES!!) at Wal-Mart, I saw a baby of about 6 mos. Her parents had the TOP part of her body all bundled up.

The baby had on no shoes...or socks.

*sigh*

You can't afford socks or shoes for your baby but you can buy a fucking 24 pack of Coca Cola?

Idjits.

I think they must think I'm a robot woman.Anyway, the baby was staring at me hard. Kids always do. I think they must think I'm a robot woman since they see me sitting on the electric cart, LOL.

Anyway. I smiled at her and she beamed back @ me! Awwwww.

She was cracking me up. The more she smiled, the more I chuckled which made her smile harder & babble.

Cute.

Entyway, here are the 2 High Fives for this week. Sorry, I've been all up in Facebook & not reading many blogs, LOL.

Why are you stalking me? for "Oh, I've got embarrassing" Potentially not work or monitor safe. Hilarious! You've been warned. :-)

Tech for Luddites for "Read, send and share tweets on Facebook".

That is all. Must go check my crops on Farmville. :-)

Seriously?

OMG!

Go stalk someone else's blog!

Persistent idiot, isn't s/he? (Click the pic to enlarge)

I forgot to tell y'all the latest!

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know I've talked about my neighbor Flavor Flav before. He's been kicked out, but his "old lady" is still here. She's the one that is constantly yelling at her kids or her boyfriend of the week.

She gets on my nerves. We have yet another new landlord (it's been a few months now) and although she makes all kinds of rules, I don't see any difference in the complex. Granted, I never go outside, but it's a lot noisier at night here since the stinky dude was fired.

Whatever.

So NDN (Next Door Neighbor) was outside Saturday night, yelling. I didn't think anything about it because 1) she's always yelling and b) it was only 5:30 or something.

Next thing I know, I hear "Queshia" (not her real name). I know Boomqueshia. I used to smoke weed with her, LOL. Whatever. It was so loud that I couldn't hear my TV without turning it all the way up.

So Evan goes to the kitchen & looks through the window outside. He said "You've gotta see these people."

Me - Well, I've got to go to the bathroom, so I'll look at them from there.
He - Don't turn on the light.

Oh shit, something is about to go down.So when I got upstairs and saw all the ppl there, including Queshia & NDN with bats I'm like "Oh shit, something is about to go down. I hope they move away from my car before they start swinging."

For once, I didn't call the police. Technically, no one is breaking any rules if they are not loud after 10 pm. I usually only call the police if someone is keeping me awake or I hear what sounds like someone getting their ass kicked.

Someone else did call the police.

I heard sirens. By that time I think I was watching "The Game Plan" with Dwayne Johnson. Pretty good for a "family" movie. (Does anyone here remember when I was all about 'THE ROCK' and bought his movies on DVD sight unseen until I saw that stupid ass "Be Cool" and that's when my love affair with Dwayne started ending?)

Blah.

Of course Evan went to look.

There were cop cars in front AND back and an ambulance.

All I have to say that the person getting hurt was not as loud as NDN, LOL. I didn't hear any screaming other than "Bitch!" and stuff like that.

You'd think I live in the damned hood.

I wish this woman would get evicted already.

Except next time I need a jump on my car. She's good for that. :-)

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Now playing: Prince - Billy Jack Bitch
via FoxyTunes