Saturday, November 8, 2014


Apparently, a cashier at Giant likes my weekend make up. She's come over a couple times when I've been over in the café area working on something for mom to admire it. And also apparently thought I'm just out of school, as well. Nice kid, too.

Took this using Loki's webcam, so it's not the best pic of me with makeup.
Anyway, yes, you heard me right above. I wear makeup on the weekends now. Not a lot, or really over-done, but a bit darker/odder than normal folks. May post on what's in the make up stash later, and what would qualify something to be considered for said stash. Well, besides possibly looking good with what else I've got...

Saturday, October 11, 2014


I'm definitely not liking how October started out... Wound up losing my wallet last Sunday while mom and I were out doing laundry, and had planned on hitting Michaels afterwards to pick up a couple craft bits... What pisses me off is that it ha $40, my work and state ID, credit card (now cancelled and waiting on a reissue from my credit union.), swipe card for the doors at work, account cards, and store savings cards. What in the hell did I do to deserve this kinda karma? Ugh... And it's a wallet I've had for the last... 6 years and really liked, too. Granted, it's beat up to the point I really should retire it and get a new one, but still...

Friday, September 19, 2014


I am so not liking the new schedule at work.... Instead of working 2:30 to 11 like we've been since I started, my coworkers and I were switched to 9:30am to 6pm. Which means we have to clean around classes during the school day (and shoo kids out of bathrooms we're cleaning), and clean desks/get trash/sweep up the large bits of trash once the kids're gone. I don't know about my coworkers but that ain't a proper cleaning to me.  But, it's what the higher ups want to do to save the almighty dollar.

Monday, August 11, 2014

RIP Robin Williams


I honestly don't know what to say... This comes as a total shocker. I never for one moment would have pegged Mr. Williams as someone who would commit suicide. Then again, I don't know what demons he may have been struggling with after his latest work.

Guess all I really have is I hope he rests well in the after-life.  He'll be missed and loved.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Things are starting to look up.

Finally, too.

I finished knitting a cowl a coworker over at Wilson had requested a couple weeks ago, so that's getting a wash and sent out tomorrow. And a friend over on GhostVillage asked about commissioning a couple somethings once that was finished up, so going to get details from her on what she'd like. Plus Dr. Myers (Bruce's and my doctor. Love the woman to bits, and I've only had one official appointment with her and went to Bruce's Monday with him and mom and she remembered the knitting.) half-jokingly said about having me knit her a sweater. Which I just may do for Yule/Christmas. Saw one in the latest Knitscene magazine that would look good on her.

Well, that's all I have for now. Hopefully, I can get a flipping camera soon, so I can start posting photos of the knits in progress again... Even if it's a cheap point and shoot digital. Preferably a Nikon, because I actually like how the one I had worked.


Monday, July 21, 2014

Thank the Goddess THAT went well!

Dad had h is doctor's appointment today, and thankfully, it went better than mom and I thought it would. Dr. Myers (who's also my doc, and oh how I love her.) actually talked him into going for the tests he's been putting off because he's afraid his insurance won't pay for it/ that it's too damn expensive. So, score one there.

Score two is that she told him that he has to eat when he starts getting hungry, to keep his blood sugar level. Otherwise he gets all kinds off pissed off and suicidal. I don't mean your run of the mill hangry bit, I mean full blown, I'm honestly afraid he's going to hurt me, mom or one of the furbabies we have left angry. And yes, I told her that during the appointment, in front of him.

Score two and a half: He's finally got a walker! His breathing troubles have gotten to the point that he can't go the ten feet from our front door to the car without having to lean on the trunk to catch his breath. For the record, he's got emphysema, and the last time he had his chest scanned, he had a nodule in one of his lungs that just may've gotten worse. Now, hopefully, the insurance company will pay the other 85 % of the walker cost.

Score three: I ran into one of my schoolmates/neighbors from Long's Gap Road when we were waiting on the scrip for the walker and a test for him, and we recognized each other pretty quickly. Though, he remembered my name before I remembered his. (Yes, I've always been bad with putting names with faces. This is nothing  new, and kind of a running jokeish with most folks who know me.)

Well, that's all for now. Hopefully, the rest of the effing anvil of crappy luck will get off soon. (Prayers/spells/what have you welcome to help with that, because honestly? We need all the help we can get right now.)

Well, I'll talk to y'all later!

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Well... Sadie passed on around 11:30 am EST today... Mom and I are pretty down about it, and mom wants to rearrange/clean out hers and dad's room so she isn't reminded as much of her, Nala, and Sammy the cat. Can't blame her, since that's where the three of them spent a lot of time. And we've agreed that once the three we have now pass on, we aren't getting any more furbabies. We just lost 3 within 2 weeks, and we're still trying to cope with that.

Anyway... If y'all have furkids, make sure to keep them deflead, and deflea your home.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Rant, again.

I can't fucking take arsehat anymore. We've lost two cats within the last... two or three weeks, one of whom was because he threw her after getting pissed off at her going for the other's throat. And I don't mean a light throw, I mean a full-on, hit the other wall with a thud throw. She disappeared, and wound up dying three or four days later because he can't keep a damn lid on his fucking temper. I admit to having one, but it takes a helluva lot (outside of jackass) to trigger it, plus I'm a receptive empathy with really sucky shielding. So, when he starts pulling his shit, I'll  usually find my temper getting worse, and best indicator of how bad it is is how much I'm cursing like a fuckin' pirate. I curse some normally, but as my temper gets worse, so does the cursing.

What's pissing me off now is that we have another kitty who likely isn't going to survive the night, and mom told asshole to go get a can of liquid cat nourishment stuff while she was at work. Did he get it? Nope. Now she's really doing bad, and he's pulling his stupid shit. Mom's trying to take care of Sadie and make sure he eats, and it's just stressful as fuck.

On a semi-related note, he wound up rescheduling his doctors appointment from the 7th to the 21st, which meant I had to take another fucking vacation day. And mom and I are going in with him so we can tell his doctor what exactly is going on with him. The way he's acting, he just may be either Hypoglycemic or diabetic. Either one wouldn't surprise me one fucking bit.

Anyway, I know I haven't had much to post besides ranting on asswhore lately, but I need to rant to someone other than Mom (she deals with him too.), or to my coworkers (They don't live with him.), but I've gotta get it out or I'm going to get a shit ton more migraines, and I don't like those any more than I like him.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Of idiots and their obsession with computers of their own, and a business idea

Bruce finally has his own computer!

Yes, y'all read that right.

Asshat got his computer this past week. Granted it's a reconditioned one from our Internet provider, but it shut his ass up about wanting one. Though, he nearly drove Mom and me crazy when she installed anti-virus and Internet security programs on it because it took damn near forever to download for him. No, we don't have dial-up anymore since we switched to wireless. Still say we need faster, but that'll be when we price it and agree to how the bills will be split.

Business idea

I've been kicking the idea of a local shop catering to people in the Goth subculture in my area/town for a bit. Mainly handcrafted things from crafters in the area, possibly with a few commercially made items. I do know that there are a few younger Goths where I work, but don't necessarily know how widespread the subculture is in Carlisle. I'm pretty sure that there's enough in south central Pennsylvania to support a Hot Topic over in the Capital City Mall, though. But I know I don't always like having to drive 20-40 minutes over to Shiremanstown just for one or two stores, when we could probably support a similar store in town and support local artists/crafters in the process. But we'll see how that goes.

And don't forget to let me know what y'all think in the comments! Please?