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| !!!About a month ago, my iPod Nano was stolen out of my parent's home by some asswipe.
Now, a bunch of other asswipes pretty much the same friends that organized the first one got together and gave me a birthday replacement Nano.
It hates me just as much as the original!
I'm really, really, quite happy. So happy that it's hard to articulate how much joy is oozing out of my pores at this very minute. I was planning on replacing it with a new iPod of some sort, but it wouldn't have been the same. Now, the everything is better because even years later, the same people still want me to perish in flames. Better than what? I don't know. I feel loved.
All of that phony iPod purchasing advice and misdirection sure paid off. I had no idea what was going on. It probably helps that I am as dumb as a ton of dumb bricks. Anyway, the point is my friends are awesome and my birthday present is awesome and I love you all very much hooray!
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| It's my birthday!I took the day off!
And my new glasses came in. They are purple and shiny! | | |
| Uh, what?I recently watched the 1919 silent film adaptation of Daddy Long Legs. (After all, why have Netflix if one isn't going to rent bizarre things)? Anyway, it contains about a 15 minute segment in the beginning featuring our heroine at 12 years old, a young boy orphan, and a small dog getting drunk and stumbling around going cross eyed and otherwise engaged in Humorous Escapades Sure to Delight the Entire Family! It was kind of uncomfortable to watch. There's a lot of great farcical slapstick going on, but the fact that it was all linked to drunk children was pretty unsettling. I wonder if that was intentional, or if it's a response that would only be found in modern viewers. In fact, I wonder if that is even a common response amongst modern viewers or if it's just me being a tightass. That happens a lot. I believe fairly significant changes in attitudes towards alcohol and alcohol and children have taken place over the last 90 years and I'm pretty sure that I'm a tightass, so perhaps a combination of both.
Also, I've recently developed a canker sore, or apthous ulcer, on the soft palate just to the left of my uvula. This sore in combination with the pain of a wisdom tooth emerging and biting the gum area underneath is making eating unpleasant. This is a terrible tragedy, as eating is one of my favorite activities.
In other news, I'm not sure if I ought to replace my stolen Nano with a new Nano, or if I ought to save up and get something shinier. Something I really, really don't need. Something ... called an iPhone. The responsible answer is, of course, no. I ought to be putting away for the move, or for my trip to LA/LV, or for future emergencies. I really shouldn't spend so much per month on services (internet connection, maps, GPS, constant email updates, and complementary oral sex, to name a few) that aren't necessary at all. The right answer is that I should bankrupt myself for the sake of shinies. We'll see whether I feel responsible or right next time I'm near an Apple Store.
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| Bad things happen, so I'm going to blog about it.My parents' house was robbed earlier.
The downstairs was mostly untouched, but the upstairs was ransacked. I am distressed. It's not really a fear thing, probably because
this isn't exactly my home anymore so I don't feel as threatened. And it's
not that my family lost everything, because we didn't. I'm just pissed off.
Overall, not a lot of value was taken. The GPS is still here and the laptops and digital cameras and all the electronics are still here. Some credit cards were taken but no charges had been made at the time my mom canceled them, the jewelry stolen was all costume jewelry, and they made off with ~$1000 in cash. We think the thief/thieves put it all in the bag I that held my clothes, which also contained my prescription sunglasses and iPod Nano. The clothes were dumped on the floor. The glasses and Nano were not. Dick(s).
The sunglasses I'm not terribly upset about. My insurance only covers a percentage of one pair of glasses per year, and I was hoping to replace my normal glasses with this year's percentage. I guess I'll just choose whether I'd like new glasses or replacement sunglasses better as I am not rolling in enough spare cashmoneys to afford both. Eh. I only use sunglasses a few months a year. They're useful and I'll miss them until about September, but that's okay.
I am pissed about my Nano. It's an old Nano and the newer ones are nicer and shiner and sleeker and more colorful etc., but this one has a lot of sentimental value. It's a joint present from about 10 people. It has "Die in a fire. Love, your friends" engraved on the back. Every time I use it, I spend a little time thinking of how many people out there wish death upon me. It's special. I want it back. I'll even give the dude(s) whatever an old, mean-spirited, engraved, stolen Nano goes for nowadays.
Also, I really liked that bag.
Bah. I lived in fairly crime-ridden cities for 5 years and don't get valuables stolen from me until I visit my family in the suburbs. If I go home to find my apartment broken into I will be most displeased.
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| Well, shit.So not only are these fuckers super-resistant to antibiotics, they now eat antibiotics.
We're all doomed.
Edit: Here is an article about the paper, for layperson readers. (Layperson = the weak. I mean, just kidding.)
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