Ok, 2007 movie. All the Decepticons are on the freeway, we see Barricade, he gets blocked. And then on to the big fight. And where is Barricade?

I have watched Dr. Horrible dozens of times and never before noticed that Captain Hammer flipped Dr. Horrible off.

Fantastique!

Official date of the Safehouse Party is the 28th of Feb. This is a Saturday. Current time is 8sh, but flexible. Come one, came all I want to see YOU!!!!!!!! And important announcements will be made. Come drink with me my darlings!

Happy Birthday Kei-chan! Missing you lots!

Some else needs to watch Dexter so I can share my amusement. Like the prosthetics doctor being the guy who chopped off bits of the patient. But really I loved his internal monologue about meeting his girlfriend's mom. "The trick is to think of them as an alien from a distant galaxy" Oh the hilarity.

I also found out something very neat today. A guy checking, last name Hobbs. I mentioned that it was the name I go by. Apparently its an Old English word that means devil!

Namaste

I so want to be home right now. My music playing, comfy jammies, kitty snuggles, all in my bed. Because tonight has been hell! Ed was working. Thankfully all the reg slips were there. Albeit, not where they should be, but all accounted for. He stayed until after 3! Sheesh, go home, or where ever you go when you're not here. He leaves the desk a mess. And I can't put stuff away because his things are all over. This is not a library! Its very difficult for me to do my job with him hanging around, bring in the way and moving things about. *growl* And the deposit was off. Oddly so because the safe matched the day's total, but the audit reads as being off. *confused* And then a guest checked out a day early. I refunded what the computer told me too, but that is not what he thought it was and demanded I give him more money. I told him I couldn't and he preceded to yell at me, telling me how the guy last night screwed up and put it on me to fix (which would not surprise me to find that Ed did) and he wants his money back. He is going on vacation and won't be back, but he stays here every month and so on and so forth. Sorry man, but I am not about to screw myself over because you say you don't like it. I left a note for the next shift. I finally got the laundry room door open when looking for bleach for a guest. Course it hit me in the face in the process. Ouch! This is really not my week. I think I deserve it though. Trying to impose my will on the Universe, that is never a good idea. My head hurts. 30 minutes left!
Namaste

My aunt sent me this story in an email, I just had to share it:

A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their
anniversary submitted this:


Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my
interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and
I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came
across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser.
The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term
adverse affect on your assailant,
allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....??

WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home.

I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button.
Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that
if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same
time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting
back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!!

Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the
face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone
with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with
only two triple-A batteries, right?
There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting
little soul) while I was reading the directions and
thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood
moving target.

I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and
thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat.
But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against
a mugger, I did want some assurance that it
would work as advertised. Am I wrong?

So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses
perched delicately on the bridge of my nose,
directions in one hand, and taser in another. The directions said that a
one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant;
a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of
bodily control; a three-second burst would
purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water.
Any burst longer than three seconds would
be wasting the batteries. All the while I'm looking at this little device
measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in
circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A
batteries) thinking to myself, "no possible way!"

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best...?
I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her
head cocked to one side as to say, " don't do it dipshit," reasoning that a
one second burst from such a tiny little ole
thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one second
burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to
my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . . . HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. . . WEAPONS
OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . . WHAT THE HELL!!!

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in
the recliner, then body slammed us both on the
carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side
in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body
soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my
left arm tucked under my body in the oddest
position, and tingling in my legs?

The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a
picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in
an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living
room. Note: If you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself
with a taser, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one second
burst when you zap yourself! You will not let go of that thing
until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the
floor. A three second burst would be considered conservative?
SON-OF-A-BITCH, THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!!

A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that
point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up
and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of
the fireplace. The recliner was upside down and about
8 feet or so from where it originally was. My triceps, right thigh and both
nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had
been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no
control over the drooling. Apparently I shit myself, but was
too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone.; I saw a faint
smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair. I'm
still looking for my nuts and I'm offering a significant reward for their
safe return!!

P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!

I watched Saw III and Saw IV. Three was just a slasher and I was sad. Four slightly redeemed itself and three. And now I know how they are going to make a fifth. And I am mildly intigued to see it.

I fell down the stairs today. Owwwwwwwww. We have hard wood floors, its was very not pleasant. My right leg ended up bent and behind me. My mom rushed up to help me and she thought it was broken. Thankfully I did not break anything, but I have massive bruises everywhere and everything below my ribs hurts. And a very swollen ankle. *le sigh* However, I finally got in touch with someone in the counseling department, no not my councilor, but someone. I will be attending classes this semester. Whoopie!!! In fact I start tomorrow. I now need to go shopping for a new backpack. I want one with wheels. I don't care if you think its being lazy, my books for one class are over 60lbs. One class! And I have so many more to take, yeah I'm saving my back.

Getting my hair cut inspired me to get more new things. Ok starting small I needed a new shampoo and conditioner so as not to ruin the color. So far I like it. I also like my new cleanser. woot! New things. Cross your fingers for me I put in an application for a new job. I won't be leaving Outpost for a while, but this new (or second) job is where I am hoping to stay until I finish school. I think thats it for now.

(and just because Dawn and I are the coolest people...)
Namaste

Sunday was the last bit of Christmas for me. We opened the last of our presents and watched Carl's favorite holiday movie: A Christmas Story. We munched on cocktail wieners and really, really chocolaty hot cocoa. I received a sushi deluxe kit, with a cookbook and serving set, some more really awesome DVDs, a cutlery set and a beautiful shawl wrap from Turkey. Mom and Carl finally go to open their presents from us. Yay! I did really good this year! Its a good thing I didn't go with the DVD set for mom that I was going to get, Dan got her the same one. Hah ha!

Last night I had some really bizarre dreams. I don't remember most of it, but I remember getting a phone call from a certain someone. (A really weird one at that, but it went with the dream) and guess what! He called me today! It was really neat. And his voice is a bit deeper than I would have thought. A very lovely surprise for me today. Yay spacegun!!

I also received a call today from dragonbane. He wanted to be sure I wasn't sucked up into a vortex or anything. Which I am happy to say that I am not, but it was too close for a while. There is nothing like being woken up by thunder in January. Thanks global warming. The scary weather has passed and for now all is right with the world again.

At some point today, probably at work I gashed open my arm. Ok, maybe not gashed, but its a good size cut with a fair amount of blood. However, I have no idea when or how. There is no damage on the sleeve of the jacket I have been wearing all day. Nor did the blood reach my hand. I get home and take my acket off and there is blood all over my arm and the inside of my sleeve. WTF?

Carl is home!!!!

The people who give me cash tried to kill me today. Sheesh, I really want to tell them give me the needle I'll do it myself. On the plus side I finally got my bp back over a hundred. w00t! But it was very messy.

I took someone's advice and bought myself something beautiful today. Very beautiful. I'm glad I did.

I alos bought a few mundane objects. And why does no one carry laundry detergent for black clothes anymore? Was there some recall on it that I missed? Sheesh, how can I look my gothiest when all my black is faded.

I have so much to get caught up on in the next week or so. Tons of paperwork to get in and the like. And I still have not heard back from PWC yet. Ok, so its been less than a week and it was over the Craziest week ever, but I have no patience right now. This is an important part of my planning for this year.

Ok, now I'm done.
Namaste

I adore cherry cordials, they are soooo yummy.
One of my friends, knowing this, sent me the neatest gift.
Home made cherry cordials!!!!!!! Oh the deliciousnesss!!!!
Torrey, my love, you rock!

My mom, brothers and I are currently at my favorite aunt and uncle's house in Illinois. We are spending it here because we didn't know what to do about Carl not being here with us. Got down here yesterday, did a bit of shopping, game playing, nibbling food, and just catching up. (again) Today we had presents! All ten of us. Oh it was pandemonium for a bit, but soooooooo much fun! I got a tom tom! Thank you mommy! And the book and dvd that I wanted. I shiney new leather bag and the hot outfit I fell in love with at the store. Sweet!!!! Boys (of all ages) got games and movies. They mostly went to the play room after everything was cleaned up, while the rest of us watched Jeff Dunham, which then turned into naps. Upon waking, more food and comedy and various hanging out. Right now small children have been out to bed. Us gals are about to go back to playing Scene It and the guys are going back downstairs for more nerf wars. And we did have a great Christmas surprise, Carl called us! We ALL gathered around the phone to sing We Wish You A Merry Christmas and be loud and obnoxious and tell him we miss him and love him. Hope you come home soon! To all my friends, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Lovely Kwanzaa, Beautiful Solstice and all the other terms for this time of year. Think good thoughts and be a little nicer. Loves to all!

I've gotten my mom into lolcats. She is at the hospital with my brother, in the waiting room and she was a little bored. She calls my cell, leaves a voicemail, "I can has cheeseburger?"
Love that lady!

My yahoo messanger keeps closing. For no reason I can fathom, it just logs off and goes away. And my email alerts are not working. wtf? I tried uninstalling and reinstalling it, no change. And my computer is being wonky. Closing internet application suddenly. I've done everything I know to do and so far nothing has gotten better. Help me lj braintrust, is there anything I can do?

And a great time I did have! Safehouse is freakin cool! After Safehouse Mike and I went to Cush. Yay! Dancing! I love clubs.

I did not go with everyone to drop Carl off. However, it was just to the base and not the airport, and the only reason the boys went was because it was on the way to school. But I gave him lots of hugs. Now the "fun" begins.
I am going out tonight and I am going to have a good time hanging out with friends. Nyan nyan nyan!

And sadly I do not get to take the baby on monday. *le sigh* I am still probably going to the museum though. I freakin love that place, and anyone is welcome to come!