Hullo Sideblog!

When I’m completely clueless as to what I want to write about but I know I want to write I turn to the portion of my brain that I call “Random Crap”. This is brought to you by the generosity of that section.

Christmas is right around the corner, in an hour and fifteen minutes Christmas Eve will be tomorrow. Exciting, well for me it is. I’m getting an IPod Nano, 20″ Flat Screen TV, something from LaSenza, a hooded jacket from Northern Reflections, Leather Gloves, Fluffy socks, (fake) Pearl Earrings, fifty dollars and a few other things that I don’t know about.

I did something to the nerves in my back, I had to help clean the house top to bottom last night and it was murder on my back. My grandparents are coming up tomorrow so we can give Grandpa his birthday/christmas gift and Granny her Christmas present (they will in turn give us fifty dollars for tolerating their presence).

Also tech guys from Amtelecom are asking us to allow them to sift through our computer so they can find out why the internet is so slow. We’re lucky if we get -2.0 when we should be getting at least 5.0. My brother and I are against the idea so we’ll have to see where it goes *cough pirated software/music cough*

Reading back on this I am reminded why I don’t blog on personal things that often, it’s more often than not a lot of boring crap that no one wants to listen to. And no that’s not self pity, nothing interesting ever happens to me.

Except for the time I got high on codeine. I took three codeine for my chest (I had a really bad chest cold and as such my chest hurt so badly I could hardly breathe), a few hours later (about six) I took another three. That’s six total in a quarter of a day, not a lot right? Wrong, I was completely out of my mind: Shaking, hyperactivity and inability to sleep. My brother hung around me for a bit and told me that I was acting completely stoned. Thankfully I am back to my sullen, somber, bitchy self.

That’s Just Pathetic

When a fourteen year old on his last Halloween run gets doors slammed in his face and grilled by strangers because he’s tall. My brother and sister got dressed up to go trick-or-treating last night and I went with my brother so I could carry his extra bag when it was full and my mother took my sister. Granted we’ve only been living in this house for little over a year and we didn’t mow our lawn for over a month because we didn’t have a lawn mower (long and funny story, I’ll tell you about it sometime) and we have some crap in our backyard but it’s no worse than the neighbors. The ones next door threw dirty socks into our yard and the neighbors on the other side have an old station wagon sitting in their drive. Talk about lazy.

 Sorry I got off subject there. So anyways we split up on the second half of our street planning to meet up with our mother and sister once we’d gone around the block. There were a lot of teenagers trick-or-treating last night, and they were all getting turned down because they were 17+ and they were in front of little kids who were out because they like dressing up. People truly do not like giving out candy to older kids, if you’re short and young looking you can get away with it, but if you actually look your age regardless of whether or not you have a costume you’ll probably get turned down.

I felt bad for my brother, he’s nearing 5′10 and he’s a big guy, not really in terms of weight but of frame. He looks like he’s maybe seventeen because he has a little mustache thing going on. So why ask a kid his age and then refuse him candy because you think he’s lying or not even bother to ask and just shut the door?

 There was this little boy named Tyler who was dressed up as Jason from Friday the Thirteenth, he was a little cutie but he was walking around alone. Well not alone, his parents were following him in a van. Seriously how said is it that you have to drive around in a van when your kid is trick-or-treating? At least one parent could have gotten out because it is dangerous because of idiotic teens pulling shit. So we let him tag along and he really seemed to like Justin, I kept an eye on him and Justin took him to all the best houses because before he wasn’t sure of which ones to go to. I thought that was nice of him.

 Also we win for discovering the most pathetic prank known to idiotic man: Two holes in a soda-can dumped into a trick-or-treat bag. Someone popped some holes into a pop-can and gave it to my brother soaking his bag and candy. That’s pathetic.

OMGAH FIRST POST!

I’ve been looking for some sort of sideblog, I don’t care for Live Journal or Blogger. This seems to be a feasable solution. I didn’t really want to have to install WordPress onto my site, again because I would have to actually customize it and I truly don’t have the time to do so. So this is perfect

The interface is similar to WordPress 1.5, which I love, it’s very straightfoward, easy to use and nice to look at. Overall I’d probably recommend this over anything else.

Screw LJ I’m sticking to this!

We got cable the other day, digital cable and guess what? 300 some-odd channels and nothing to watch. Well I did watch One Fine Day, perfect chick flick *grins* Cheesy, romantic and it has George Clooney in it, old but still good to look at.