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Lew sent Grandma Jo and Grandpa Jeff copies of Grandma Ruthie's will again.
How friendly, considering Grandma Jo is going through chemo now.
Aunt Pam wrote him a sincere letter for cathartic relief. Lew was unfortunately brainwashed by Mom's shit-for-brains half-brother, Brent, two years ago. Some of my friends might remember the post I'd made about the ordeal, but I won't bother going over it in extreme detail again.
Grandma Jo and Grandpa Jeff took care of Grandma Ruthie in their own home for over nine months while she was ill. They fed her, cleaned up after her, always loved her; never complained. Grandma Ruthie was in such good hands with them.
Brent convinced Lew that they simply were trying to suck money out of Grandma Ruthie.
Brent is a perverted fucking bastard.
I can almost say I hate him - yet, despite the shit he's caused, I am not the begrudging type.
Getting past that bit of anger....
Another rainy day today. Woke up to Roxie scratching on my door, whimpering to be let in. Visited with Jessi and the pups for a while before cleaning up my room a bit. Later, settled onto the small sofa in the living room with Draco and began reading Little Children. The movie is one of my favorites, but it's fascinating getting to delve deeper into the characters' histories with the novel.
It's also more risque, but that probably goes without saying.
Aunt Pam asked if I wanted to go with her to Costco, and I agreed. She had an optometrist appointment, so I wandered around for about an hour looking at books (Costco carries Watchmen for $11.99?! DAMN IT!), DVDs (I'll have my seasons of The X-Files someday! SOMEDAY!), and electronics. I picked up a six-pack of pressure dusters.
For dinner, Aunt Pam and I had Polish dogs and drinks; I was also able to indulge in my beloved berry smoothie.
There is not a meal deal in the WORLD that beats Costco's $1.50 quarter-pound Polish dog and soft drink with a free refill. NOTHING. NOWHERE.
I filled up my drink with root beer, and then we headed off to Jessi, Maddie, and Mitch's place. Aunt Pam helped Jessi primp up the crib, and I hung out with Maddie. She really is like my younger sister. She's an absolute goofball, and very weird - I love her so much. Hugged her and Jessi and Mitch goodbye; Maddie then followed me outside to nab some of my root beer, because I agreed to give her some. I'm such a nice cousin. :3
Continued reading Little Children once home, then read over Aunt Pam's letter to Lew at her request. I've polished off 208 of 355 pages. For a long time now, I've been in the habit of reading a novel in a day, or getting through half of it one day and finishing it the next.
It just feels good to read again. I also read my volume of Poe's "The Black Cat" the day before yesterday.
Oh, and April 1st is Finch's birthday. (I know, I'm terrible.) Happy birthday, Finch! You're not getting any older 'cause you're a fictional character! :D
In closing, this macro made me STUPIDLY happy. You have no idea.
What a comforting thought! - knowing that, as this "ginger bitch" drops you down an elevator shaft, you can squee at his wee li'l gloves. Awww.
I am far too easily amused.
(That definitely goes without saying.)
Also, I made some icons to brush up on my Photoshop skills (but mostly just to have fun with funky textures and artsy-fartsy attempted graphic design know-how). Feel free to use if you are so inclined! Credit for the movie caps goes to riddlemethis. Working-size files under the cut. :)
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<--- (Rorschach has the best goddamn one-liners EVER.)
( Working-size files under cut! )
OH, and something that saddens me: Watchmen has already stopped playing at the Regal Cinemas Hilltop 9 in Oregon City.
It's time to migrate to the Clackamas Town Center! I may just go see it again later today.... WANT.
How friendly, considering Grandma Jo is going through chemo now.
Aunt Pam wrote him a sincere letter for cathartic relief. Lew was unfortunately brainwashed by Mom's shit-for-brains half-brother, Brent, two years ago. Some of my friends might remember the post I'd made about the ordeal, but I won't bother going over it in extreme detail again.
Grandma Jo and Grandpa Jeff took care of Grandma Ruthie in their own home for over nine months while she was ill. They fed her, cleaned up after her, always loved her; never complained. Grandma Ruthie was in such good hands with them.
Brent convinced Lew that they simply were trying to suck money out of Grandma Ruthie.
Brent is a perverted fucking bastard.
I can almost say I hate him - yet, despite the shit he's caused, I am not the begrudging type.
Getting past that bit of anger....
Another rainy day today. Woke up to Roxie scratching on my door, whimpering to be let in. Visited with Jessi and the pups for a while before cleaning up my room a bit. Later, settled onto the small sofa in the living room with Draco and began reading Little Children. The movie is one of my favorites, but it's fascinating getting to delve deeper into the characters' histories with the novel.
It's also more risque, but that probably goes without saying.
Aunt Pam asked if I wanted to go with her to Costco, and I agreed. She had an optometrist appointment, so I wandered around for about an hour looking at books (Costco carries Watchmen for $11.99?! DAMN IT!), DVDs (I'll have my seasons of The X-Files someday! SOMEDAY!), and electronics. I picked up a six-pack of pressure dusters.
For dinner, Aunt Pam and I had Polish dogs and drinks; I was also able to indulge in my beloved berry smoothie.
There is not a meal deal in the WORLD that beats Costco's $1.50 quarter-pound Polish dog and soft drink with a free refill. NOTHING. NOWHERE.
I filled up my drink with root beer, and then we headed off to Jessi, Maddie, and Mitch's place. Aunt Pam helped Jessi primp up the crib, and I hung out with Maddie. She really is like my younger sister. She's an absolute goofball, and very weird - I love her so much. Hugged her and Jessi and Mitch goodbye; Maddie then followed me outside to nab some of my root beer, because I agreed to give her some. I'm such a nice cousin. :3
Continued reading Little Children once home, then read over Aunt Pam's letter to Lew at her request. I've polished off 208 of 355 pages. For a long time now, I've been in the habit of reading a novel in a day, or getting through half of it one day and finishing it the next.
It just feels good to read again. I also read my volume of Poe's "The Black Cat" the day before yesterday.
Oh, and April 1st is Finch's birthday. (I know, I'm terrible.) Happy birthday, Finch! You're not getting any older 'cause you're a fictional character! :D
In closing, this macro made me STUPIDLY happy. You have no idea.
What a comforting thought! - knowing that, as this "ginger bitch" drops you down an elevator shaft, you can squee at his wee li'l gloves. Awww.
I am far too easily amused.
(That definitely goes without saying.)
Also, I made some icons to brush up on my Photoshop skills (but mostly just to have fun with funky textures and artsy-fartsy attempted graphic design know-how). Feel free to use if you are so inclined! Credit for the movie caps goes to riddlemethis. Working-size files under the cut. :)
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_ 
<--- (Rorschach has the best goddamn one-liners EVER.)( Working-size files under cut! )
OH, and something that saddens me: Watchmen has already stopped playing at the Regal Cinemas Hilltop 9 in Oregon City.
It's time to migrate to the Clackamas Town Center! I may just go see it again later today.... WANT.
