took Evan to the dentist today to get his teeth cleaned.
The dentist was a new chick in the practice and she was all "You have BEEYOOTEEFUL teeth. You're very dentally mature."
Turns out that what's been causing him pain was not a cavity, but his WISDOM TEETH growing in. They've almost broken the surface. (I was 17 before mine started bothering me! I was surprised he's getting them so soon.)
Anyway, we go next week to a surgeon to get them taken out.
I stopped by K-mart to see how much their HDTVs are and then I went to Wal-Mart to compare prices. Even with K-mart's sale this week, Wal-Mart is cheaper & bigger. $268 for a 22" at The Big K vs $268 for 26" at Wally World. Guess where I'm going on payday...
So all month I've been wanting lasagna. Bought all the shit for it today.
Came home & cooked the sausage, made a special trip to another grocery store because I forgot the ricotta cheese, layered the lasagna & made it all pretty.
Then dropped it on the fucking oven door when I was putting it in.
WTFever. I scraped that shit back in the pan & put it in the oven, LOL. It won't be pretty, but it will taste basically the same.
Inspired by true events, a chilling psychological drama. A couple's secret pact takes an unexpected, sinister turn.
The movie is basically exposed with the use of flashbacks, which can be very confusing without the little "Two years later" indications that appear on shows like The Good Guys.
Eventually, though, I got interested in the movie, even figuring out what was flashback & what was current time. There were no captions, though. The film is in English, but there are Irish accents & Dutch accents that, IMO, could use a little clarification.
Anyway, the movie is about a famous(ish) painter who moves to Ireland after his wife dies of cancer.
It turns out that the painter (Morlang) & his wife were supposed to die together, because he didn't want to live without her.
2 years after Morlang has become comfortable in his new life with his new muse (his wife had been his muse in his previous works) he starts getting messages from his dead wife.
First, a postcard with the last picture he had taken of them that said "Don't feel guilty. It's nobody's fault." Then an answering machine with the wife saying the same thing. Then he gets into his car and there's an audio tape playing with the same message.
He doesn't want to explain WTF it means to his new muse/sex partner, but he's slowly getting...aggravated.
I really don't want to tell you any more about it, because it will ruin it.
This movie is like the only really good M. Night Shyamalan film (Sixth Sense) where I had no idea what the twist was until the director wanted me to know. It's the same with Morlang.
I had no idea what the twist was, but when I found it out I sat up in my bed @ 4 am wondering how it was all going to end.
I have to say I'm not particularly satisfied with the ending, but I'm not mad about it either.
Whatever.
If you happen to have it OnDemand, you should definitely check it out. I give it &hearts&hearts&hearts out of 4.
oday I feel like asking YOU some questions and finding out your answers: you may answer in the comments or post to your own blog & leave the link. My answers are in italics.
1. Do you care about The Royals as much as I do (i.e. not at all)?
Not at all. I'm not in England, Prince William's impending marriage will not affect me. Although he is a fine looking boy, even with the hair loss, LOL.
2. Women: If you HAD to, who would you kill, marry, or have sex with? Ellen Degeneres, Angelina Jolie, Heidi Montag?
I would happily kill Heidi Montag just so I don't ever have to hear from her or her prat of a man. I would have sex with Angelina because I think she'd be wild in bed. I'd marry Ellen because she has gorgeous eyes and I think she'd keep me laughing.
3. Men: If you HAD to, who would you kill, marry, or have sex with? Hugh Jackman, Russell Brand, Justin Bieber?
I would like for Justine Bieber to disappear from the world and from my memory. Why do I have to see his fucking face and Dorothy Hamill haircut every time I enter Wal-Mart? This is as bad as the damned Miley Cyrus phase a couple of years ago. OMG, I'm getting old. I would DO Russell Brand for the same reason I'd do Angelina Jolie. I'd marry Hugh Jackman. Yummmmmmmmm.
4. Do you, as a rule, like Musicals? (Sound of Music, Glee)
No. The only exception for movies is The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I've never seen an episode of Glee, but I did see the clip where the football team did "Single Ladies" on the field. That was funny. The whole premise of a bunch of people breaking into song with choreography is insane.
5. What's your favorite decade & why?
The 80s. Duh. It's when I became a teenager. I love the music. I'm not even mad at the miniskirts and florescent colors, which I wore with the best of them! :-)
6. What's your favorite cuss word?
Fuck. I like to say it and do it. You can say (and do) it in so many ways too: Sympathy - Fuck, man. Anger - Fuck you, assmunch! Love - I love the fucking shit out of you, man. Confusion - What the fuck? Amusement - Fucking hilarious!
7. What is your favorite type of pie?
Depends on the day. I just recently discovered Key Lime gum. I'm hoping this will stave off my cravings for the actual pie...
8. Do you have any pets? If so, what kind and what are the names?
No
9. Do you read tabloid magazines or blogs, if so how often? (The Enquirer, Perez Hilton)
Not on a regular basis. I think they're all full of shit, but depending on how bored I am or how few of my friends are online, I will watch an episode of TMZ or read Perez Hilton.
Evan - Will you please pull up your t-shirt (wife beater)? I can see your side boob. Me - Why are you looking at my side boob? Evan - I can't help it, it's lighter than everything else. Me - That means they're not getting enough sun. Evan - How would that be good for anybody???
have been awake since 2 pm Tuesday. It's 3:54 pm Wednesday.
Part of it is because I was going out to lunch with my mother today, so I took my Excedrin Migraine (with caffeine) so I wouldn't fall asleep on her. Hopefully, when I finally do fall asleep, I'll actually sleep for a decent amount of time and not just 2 hours.
Here's a video I made while waiting for Mommy Dearest to show up.
I am so hyper, man. I didn't even talk about what I intended to talk about when I started the video.
MD was cussing at me the entire time we were out until she just left with Evan 2 minutes ago because I was talking and I would interrupt myself to change the subject and say something else and then go back to what I was saying in the first place. (Editor's Note: This is what made me laugh a few times during the following videos, because I realized that I was interrupting myself again, LOL.)
I think this is how tweakers act? I don't know. I've only known one Crystal Meth user (to my knowledge) and he would just walk for 10 miles & then call his sister for a ride home when he came down...
I'm not walking, I'm just talking. Or typing.
Whatevah.
Are you watching The Walking Dead? Have I asked you that before? Because you should.
Made a few more videos because I'm hyper & Evan is gone. :-)
Um...Evan came home & interrupted my train of thought, so I forgot oh! I didn't get the audio & video synced up after all.
I give up!
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Editor's Note - I've had several hours of sleep. I still actually feel sleepy, but anyway.
I am honestly sitting here even wondering if I should post these videos, I don't like letting people see who I really am. Ever. Even in a "relationship".
But...I'm not a punk bitch.
So I can't NOT post videos that show the Authentic Angelika as opposed to "Internet Angelika" or "Public Angelika".
Honestly, you either like me or don't. I can't really affect that.
And
Maybe I'm finally growing up enough to really allow myself to be vulnerable around people.
BTW, the combination to sleep today was: 4 "Stress Relief" tablets, 2 xanax, and 2 motion sickness pills. I just want you to realize what I have to go through to get 6 hours of sleep. :-(
On Halloween, Evan went Trick or Treating with our 7 year old cousin who idolizes him. He basically just walked with him, because he (Evan) looks like a full grown Mexican man now, and he's not so into dressing up anymore. But he did bring home some candy anyway because at the last house the lady said "Just take this, please. If you don't, I'll end up eating it."
My aunt dressed up as a witch. She looked nothing like herself. My male cousin (my age) was a voodoo priest My 13 year old cousin wore a mask and just sat there and followed people with his eyes & then jumped at them when they reached for candy. I don't remember what my cousin was...I'm sure she had some makeup on or something. Mommy Dearest stayed in the house with the lights off & the shades drawn.
I pretty much slept ALL WEEKEND. Seriously. I ordered pizza Saturday night & then told Evan he could finish the rest of it @ some point on Sunday. That's what he says, anyway. I told him that he cannot take anything that I say while I'm sleeping seriously. I'm the one who told him, apparently, that it wasn't safe to go into the kitchen because there were frogs in there...
On Sunday he made me get up and go do the laundry.
Did I tell you that I got Ambien from my doctor? Did I tell you that Ambien is bullshit and I might as well take an aspirin? So I took aspirin. And I slept all weekend.
I kid you not, LOL. Aspirin sometimes makes me sleepy. My sleeping pill rotation just cuts down on the hours that I spend awake watching DVRed shit.
I voted yesterday with Mommy Dearest and my grandmother. Then MD & I went to Wal-Mart where I rode around the whole store getting the stuff on her list.
I yawned the whole time.
Got home at 2pm or something and let her watch Tyler Perry on Craig Ferguson.
OMG. Does anyone watch Ma's Roadhouse on TruTV? Let me see if there's a clip on their website. There is.
So I had set MD's DVR to record one episode just so that she could see this AMAZINGLY INDESCRIBABLE SHOW.
She talked like "Ma" for the entire 13 minutes it took to get from Wal-Mart to my house. I told her that she could not come in my house if she continued to talk like that because, in the car, she said "This is my damned car and I'll talk however I want to talk."
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
No more telling her about shows with characters who have irritating voices like Ma ever again. Just in case I'm held captive in her car for 13 long ass minutes.
I finished reading "The Host" by Stephanie Meyer. I didn't know until I was 1/3 of the way through that she's the same person who wrote the Twilight books. Evan told me. But honestly, she caught my attention with the first few sentences that I read. So I read all 600+ pages & the bitch made me cry (well, tear up). I liked it. It's not like any other Sci-fi book I can think of. If you like that kind of stuff, check it out. I still don't think I'll be reading the Twilight books because of that stupid ass movie.
Did I tell you that my aunt is in love with the werewolf on that movie? I can't remember what his name is. She has That Dude sheets & a That Dude Snuggie & a That Dude calendar at work.
