I can't remember the name of that movie. I know it's in the drawer with all the dusty videotapes. Snagglepuss.. I want to say My Little Ponies, but I don't think that's right. Anyway.. it's going to drive me crazy until I remember.. and spiders live in that videotape drawer! It's not like I can go look.

I've been sick, so I've been watching alot of movies. My parents got back Monday.. They said they'd be gone for three days starting Friday. For those of us who can count, they should have been back Sunday, am I right? Normally, I wouldn't care, but I was sick. I needed someone to make my food. :( But anyway, I was watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Like, over and over. And the French taunting.. oh man. And Tim's Killer Rabbit impression? Whew. Roger the Shrubber? I swear I'm the only person I know who loves that movie. Nobody else gets it.

And I was soo right. My brother's satanic friends didn't leave for two days. And they smoked. That's all they did. Smoked and yelled. They tortured the cat, so I had to spend two days, violently ill, locked in my room with a cat that hates me, sniffing second hand smoke. And the mess in the kitchen after they left? It looked more like a garbage dump. There was ground beef all over the place. Baked beans plastered to the floor, and I think someone had been eating the kitty litter.

I need a big scary dog to frighten them off.

Angelot says: I heard Mr. Kopher is a manic depressant.
Angelot says: I don't know how I feel about having a depressed maniac living next door.

I think we were talking about Skittles, actually.
I never lie. says: I didn't know that the mating rituals of squid were relevant to this conversation.
I says: well you didn't ASK.

I never lie. says: but Batman has the Batmobile.
Jen says: Spiderman doesn't need the Batmobile.. he has spidey webs!
I never lie. says: he had the Bat Signal!
Jen says: Batman was lazy, Spiderman even had a job.
I says: Superman!
I has been kicked.

My parents went 'camping' in Ohio. If that's what they call it these days... *shudder*

Anyway, I've been left to my own devices for three days. My grandma took my satanic brother and his friends to church camp. I swear when they told me that I about shit my pants.. Ben at church camp. I hope he suffers half as much as he makes me suffer.

But he'll only be gone for today, then I have to put up with him until the 'rents come home tomorrow night. Which will suck. I know I won't sleep. And is freakish friends won't go home. I know this. I know the foo'cha.

Sheetz apparently decided that I wasn't gas station employee material because they hired someone else. They sent me a letter. They didn't even have the DECENCY to ADDRESS THE LETTER TO ME. It just says "Dear" then it goes to the body. And to sign off? "Sincerely" and then a freaking stamp- "Sheetz #151". Like the entire store sent me the damn letter. My application is on standby for thirty days. I swear if they call me in for another interview because the fuck they hired quit, I'll let them know what they can do with my application; the letter they sent basically said, 'eat shit and die'. I hope they do call. I need an outlet.

this is what happens when eddie watches nickelodeon
I says: i was like.. 'why is jimmy naked?'
I says: and then I was like.. 'oh ok, he just has the body of a hamster'
I says: and then everything made sense.

Angelot says: thursday was the last day for the neopets happy meals
Angelot says: so i got one.. and there wasn't a neopet!
Angelot says: it was a goddamn barbie doll!
Angelot says: so i asked why i got a freaking barbie doll
Angelot says: and they said 'no more neopets'
Angelot says: and i said 'bullshit this is the last day i want a goddamn neopet'
Angelot says: and they said 'we dont have anymore'
Angelot says: i know they were hoarding them all for themselves. they had neopets.
Angelot says: it wasn't a very happy meal.

My Last Fair Deal Gone Down cd keeps skipping, and there's not a scratch on it. Which leads me to believe, that it's the cd player. It makes sense, I guess.. but it's still insanely confusing. It's in the third slot, and for some reason, when I shut the player off after the third cd has played, it won't put the cd down, it holds it. I didn't realize this until one of my cds got stuck inside the player so the thing wouldn't slide shut. I had to flip it upside down and shake it out, which couldn't have been good for the player. And it's so heavy! Or I'm just a baby. Anyway, the third tray has been causing problems lately, but it shouldn't make a difference what tray it is, right?

Maybe it's just a coincidence. Or maybe I need a new cd player.. it's only a few years old though. There aren't any scratches on the cd, but there's, like, a mark. It's hard to describe it, other than 'it's not a scratch,' but it kind of looks like a heat mark.. I don't know.. like, it's not melted but it's kind of blurred in a certain spot.. from the center of the cd to the outside. But it can't be causing the problem because only the first two songs seem to skip. I don't know. Whatever. If I have to buy that cd again, it'll be like, the third time.. and total of about $70 on three copies of the same cd. Every Katatonia cd I have gets messed up in one way or another and I have to buy it again. If I didn't have so much respect for the band, I'd download it.

Oh well.. that's all I have right now. Exciting, eh?

I says: PILLOW FIGHT!! *hits Casey with a pink flowered pillow*
Jen says: *whacks Casey with a feather pillow*
I never lie. says: *burns eddie's pillow* *sneezes all over jen*

UGH. My dad just came back from Iraq. It's great, I'm glad he's okay, happy to have him back.. blah blah blah.. I really am. But now, my parents are all lovey dovey.. I can't stand it. They're fucking divorced an they're acting like nothing happened. All the screaming, yelling, and accusing of the past fifteen flippin years just seems to be nonexistant. I can't stand it. Most people, I'm sure, would be happy to have their parents get back together. I'm not. And it's not like they even care. I told them before the divorce to try and work it out. Go see a marriage counselor for Christ sake. But she didn't do it. And my mom ignored my wishes and went ahead with her plans. Them my dad starts dating.. or trys to.. or whatever. And my mom gets insanely pissed. I'm mean, she'd bite your head off for even looking at her wrong. She threw all of his stuff he was storing in our garage out. Liek a child. Am I alone in thinking that it's possibly the most stupid situation two adults could get themselves into? You might think I'm acting like a selfish bitch, and maybe I am.. but I know I'm a little right. But the thing that just angers me to no end is how they're acting.. and how my mom acted while he was away. She was like, "Oh we're soulmates... blah blah.." AH. I seriously just want to staple my eyelids shut now that they're in the same house. Seriously.

Re: Ben
Jen says: good lord he's driving me crazy
I never lie. says: You can live with me. ;)
Flipper says: ya! live with us!
Jen says: he's freaking me out with all the makeup and 50 layers of pants
Flipper says: ya i saw him yesterday at king buffet.. he looked like he just rose from the dead.
I never lie. says: Gothic is an architectual style. Not an excuse to wear 30lbs of pants.

ETA: I have no idea what's wrong with the bkgrd/display pics.. I'm sure it's temporary.. hang in there.. and don't email me about it :P

I was going to post yesterday.. or earlier.. or whatever, but the power went out mid-post. I have no idea what happened because it was just our area.. and there wasn't a storm or anything. Kind of creepy. Maybe someone hit a telephone pole.. okaayy.. how stupid do you have to be to hit a phone pole in the middle of the day?

But, yeah.. I had no idea what to do with myself for those three hours. Everything needed electricity. Guitar, computer, GCN, tv, dvd, phone.. my computer should have worked since it's on a battery.. but it didn't. It kept freezing.. which just.. pissed me off to no end. My cell didn't work either. People never realize how dependant they are on those things until they're not there anymore. And, dear Lord, it was so hot.. so the fans didn't work.. ugh. But I'm over it. Everything's fine. Really.

I painted my room Sunday. Shhhhh... don't tell the landlord... he'll never know. It's a deep blue now. It's called 'Neptune Blue'.. which I just thought was pretty.. but my room is easier on the eyes now. Everyone says it's too dark.. but, um, that's kind of what the lights and windows are for. Uh, duh. I like it.. it looked like a hospital room before.

I also dyed my hair again. Or re-dyed it.. whatever. It's a deeper red now. I forget what it's called.. but it's not Neptune Blue.. nor does it sound as pretty. It's like Auburn Brown.. or somethingorother. Again, everyone says it's too dark.. okay, my mom says it's too dark. It's better than my natural blonde. And I like it.. that's all I care about.

Memorial Day
Ah.. we went over to my grandparents' house. They just got back from a 2-3 week tour around Europe. It's cool and everything, I love hearing about it.. and the pictures were great.. but they took so freaking many. And there were, like, four pictures of the exact same thing at the same angle.. but whatever. I want to go someday. They didn't really visit anything cool though. No Stonehenge, no castles, no Blarney Stone.. just the Eiffel Tower and Pisa. That's all I saw in the pictures anyway. They missed most of England.. and I don't think they went to Ireland at all.. those are the best parts!

But anyway, Memorial Day.. I decided to drive over to the house myself because my brother's friends were tagging along like dogs in my mom's car. So, I went.. and, okay, my grandparents' driveway is just a huge, gravel hill. And I'm from Kansas. So is my car. I'm so not used to driving a stick shift up hills.. I haven't gotten used to it. Anyway, I have to, like, floor it just before I start up the driveway or else I can't get up without almost stalling. And they make fun of me... well, whatever. "Are you in a hurry, fur-fur?" Not particularly, no. Well, actually, yes.. the sooner I got there, the sooner I could leave.

And leave it to them to talk about blood clots and aortic valves over dinner.

Ni! says: who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?
Jen says: eddie stole the cookie from the cookie jar!
Ni! says: who me?
Jen says: yes you
Ni! says: couldn't be!
Jen says: then who?
Ni! says: casey stole the cookie from the cookie jar!
Ni! has been kicked.
I never lie. says: I didn't steal the damn cookie.