Duh
Now Playing: American Jesus, Bad Religion
Right, I forgot about the news!
So the BBF and her husband are all fershnickety about where they're going to end up because of Navy stuff, orders and schools and whatnot. Her husband got picked up for HM school, which means he'll be leaving soon to go learn how to work at a hospital. This is good. However, unless he does SUPER well in school and gets to pick where he wants to go, he may get sent somewhere really far away, leaving his wife and their two kids in FL. The BBF got orders to stay in FL, which is good because having to move two kids by yourself while the hubby's away at school could suck.
Thing is, her orders to stay in FL got cancelled, because she also got picked up for HM school, believe it or not. This complicates matters more, because she may go the same time as him, or she may go a month or two after him, but either way it leaves the kids high and dry. Well, not abandoned, but they will be living with gramma and grandpa, which kind of but not really puts a strain on everyone involved.
But the big news is that they are both going to schools because the Navy finds them both such outstanding sailors that they will pay for the both of them to be retrained.
I'm pretty sure this is a good thing. However, I may cry if my bed bud on the planet gets stationed in spain or something.
You know, this seemed like better news when I got it....

Breathing Deeply Now...
Mood:  a-ok
Sorry, my computer was all kerflooey last night and I had to do a system restore and I was VERY VERY upset.
Better yet, I totally lost my mind and BlogExplosion is supposed to be checking out my site. There goes a violation of the profanity rule. Bah...
I'm gonna post later tonight. I have news!

Mood:  on fire
THIS IS TO THE ASSHOLE WHO THINKS THAT FUCKING WITH OTHER PEOPLE'S COMPUTERS IS A GREAT WAY TO GET NOTICED BY MICROSOFT IF I EVER GET MY HANDS ON THE FUCKRAG WHO DESIGNED THAT DAMN VIRUS I WILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE AND SMASH MY FIST THROUGH YOUR ALIENWARE MONITOR AND USE THE GLASS TO CUT YOUR BALLS OFF AND SHOVE THEM IN YOUR CD DRIVE AND PULP YOUR FUCKING STUPID HEAD WITH YOUR KEYBOARD AND SHOVE YOUR MOUSE SO FAR UP YOU ASS YOU'LL HAVE TO PUNCH YOURSELF IN THE STOMACH TO CHECK YOUR FUCKING EMAIL AND THEN WE'LL SEE IF YOU CAN DESIGN ANOTHER FUCKING TROJAN HORSE VIRUS THAT FUCKS WITH PEOPLE WHO ONLY HAVE THEIR COMPUTER TO INTERACT WITH THE REAL OUTSIDE WORLD YOU IRRESPONSIBLE ASSHAT DICKWEED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I feel better.

Today's Real Post
Mood:  energetic
Now Playing: Wig In A Box, Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Talking to my old girl wasn't as weird as I thought it would be, but it brought up a lot of stuff about high school that I would have preferred to let stay dead and rotting, especially now that I'm a different person. It's funny how regret seems to creep up on you when you think about certain things....
In high school, I totally wasted four years. I was more concerned about fitting in, about having a niche somewhere, about being cool. I was a shitty student. I know that hindsight is 20/20, and boy is it every for me.
I didn't know who I was, and it's taken me until just a few years ago to realize that part.
High school was ridiculous for me. I tried to be everyone BUT me, and because of that I was more image-obsessed than anything else, and I never paid attention to real friendships or staying true to myself, all that crap that I should have been doing.
I hung out with the goth girls for a while, but they told me to get lost because I talked too much. I hung out with the losers, but they graduated before me so I never saw them until the weekends. I hung out with the older, hotter senior guys that all the girls were swooning for because they were musicians with long hair, but that turned into so much crazy drama (SOOOOO MUCH) that I had to get out because I thought I would lose my mind trying to be so fucking sensitive to everyone's needs and shit. I hung out with the younger happy people for a time, but they were all fickle assholes that ended up turning to my ex-boyfriend when we broke up because his new girlfriend was "sweet". And to them? THanks guys, I appreciate all the IGNORING me you did when I was preganant and puking in the coffee shop bathroom every three minutes, and I really love yall for telling me I was an idiot for joining the Navy. Thanks for all the fucking SUPPORT all those years you tolerated me. I hate those perky folks. I ended hanging out with the losers on the weekends, the skaters after school, and during the school day I was sequestered in a deserted hallway with the people who turned out were my better friends.
Like I said, I tried to desperately fit in with someone, anyone. High school was hell for me.
See, now if back then I had known I was Bipolar instead of just the oft-diagnosed ADD, I may have dealt with things differently. Had I realized that people were cruel and would be my entire life, I wouldn't have thrown away four years of my life trying to make them happy.
When all my own personal drama started a few years ago, I realized that life was too short and far too precious to deal with stupid people. Trying to placate every single jackass that came along was too draining, too energy-sucking to be right, and I stopped. If you were a friend, you were a friend. If you gave me a bad impression in the first, we'll say ten seconds to be safe, I would write you off as an idiot and not waste my time trying to be your friend. This extremely prejudicial outlook saved me a lot of grief in the long run, and amazingly enough endeared me to a lot of people.
I hold to this philosophy even now, becuase there are some really stupid people out there.
I just didn't give a fuck. I don't give a fuck now, and I shouldn't have then, either.
Lessons learned, I suppose.

Weird Stories From Classmates.Com
Now Playing: One More Night, Phill Collins
Two things about classmates, and then I'll get to the REAL post:
A few years ago, it was somewhere in '02 I think, I get an email from Classmates, telling me I have an email from some yutz I used to know. Turns out, I DO remember this particular person. I used to work at a comic book store (yeah yeah, make your silly jokes), and I was just 14 at the time. Hey, it supported my extreme comic habit, and I made shit for money, but it was something to do right? Anyway, there was this guy that worked there, a college student named Dave, who was the coolest. He was wordly and educated, with a car and a girlfriend and his own apartment and everything. We practically ran the place ourselves, but that's another post entirely.
The comic book store closed after I had worked there for two years, and after that I heard nothing from Dave, because you know he was a college student and stuff. But in 02 I get this email from him, telling me he had to pay 35 bucks for a freaking membership just to write one email. Awww....
Turns out he was a bigwig computer programmer, and he was working in Issaquah, which is kinda far from where I am, but not a like a day trip or anything. We hooked up. It was COOL. We went out to sushi and talked about what had been going on in like the last SEVEN YEARS. But anyway, we talked for a while, and he went back to Issaquah and we kept in touch for a while and then we both dropped off the planet again. I expect another email from him sometime in 2009.
Onward to my point:
Yesterday I get another message from Classmates, where I NEVER go because high school was a wasteland of abuse for me, from one of my actual FRIENDS. The last time I saw her, she was preganant with a kid and her boyfriend was this skinny, greasy little geek blessed with the unfortunate name of Marrison Scroggins, I believe.
Just outta nowhere, there she is. I had instant flashbacks of a stranger time, and we sent a couple of emails back and forth, and it looks like we'll be talking for a while. She's got two kids now, and the oldest is six years, which means its been at LEAST that long since I've seen her, and she's been married for four and living in Reno NV. RENO? SO jealous. And she has a job. Even MORE jealous.
But here's my point: Classmates.com has yet to yield any normal, run-of-the-mill stuff for me. It's always like crazy, people I haven't heard from in fucking YEARS stuff. Not that I'm complaining, it's just that I figured that once I left High School no one would remember me but as "that terminal fucking weird geek that no one likes".
Apparently, I was wrong.

You Don't Need Kids to Watch TV
Y'all need to check out Lazytown on Nickelodeon. No, seriously. It's REALLY trippy, and I totally dig this hot bitch, whoever he is.

He plays Sportacus, the hero of Lazytown. He's SUPER athletic. And hot. Even with the stupid mustache.

And One More Makes 150!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mood:  caffeinated
THERE'S A GUY ON MY BACK PORCH!!!!!!
WE'RE ON THE SECOND FLOOR!!!!!!!!
HE WON'T GO AWAY AND HE'S MAKING LOTS OF NOISE!!!
CAN YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!?!?

Oh yeah, and the extra-special happy note of my day? Right before I go to sleep? Dear God, David Boreanaz, the hottest of the hot, will be on a new TV show!!!!!
How much you wanta bet he'll be pigeonholed as Angel and the show will never make past the first half-season? Anybody? Bets? Anyone?

Oh yeah, and this Jackass too. GOD how I love stumbling this early in the morning. Maybe I can find more....

I AM AWAKE NOW
This is the BEST. LINK. EVER.
Especially if you're Batman, who will laugh his ass off. Actually, I laughed MY ass off, and I try to be tolerant of internet people.
Stop Vampire Hate
I reccommend the guest book, because it made me giggle. Lots of giggles. Like, TONS of giggling goodness. I myself was going to post something, but why should I when I kan speel reealley grate?

Why I Don't Vote
Now Playing: Follow You Down, Gin Blossoms
According to MSN. com, the vote is now Kerry 221, Bush 269. A quick trip to Yahoo! points out that the vote is now Kerry 252, Bush 254. This in the matter of seconds it takes me to surf from one page to another and refresh one of the TWO FUCKING PAGES I have open.
Just figured if everyone else is writing about it, I feel I should cover something too.
BTW, it's 2:38 AM here.