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Fuck my last blog. No need for that depressing shit.
Friday and Saturday were spend at the New York Comic Con. Friday I spent the day there with khoos and we saw Neil Gaiman do a reading, including his first ever public reading of Chapter 3 from is up coming Graveyard book. We'll probably have to buy two copies just so there is no argument over who reads it first!
As the reading is going on, there is a photographer walking around, trying to taking pictures. Suddenly khoos smacks me on the arm and points out that is our pal and SG staff photographer Steve Prue, aka tmronin.
Saturday, I spent at the con with one of my favorite people to hang out with from the site, Deceptiviewfilm. I got autographs from the guys from Cyanide and Happiness (www.explosm.net) - just silly and ridiculous bunch of guys all wearing tuxedos and giving away free drawings. I was fairly well behaved. I normally spend stupid amounts of money at any convention for anything I'm interested, but I'm pretty sure I kept my spending to around $100, not including the passes.
Sunday was spent with my family for passover. I'm not Jewish because mom wasn't, dad never made the effort because I was born when he was 18 and was questioning his faith for a long time (and is still a bit of a Passover/Hanukkah Jew - like an Easter/Christmas Christian). By the time I showed some interest, conversion was not something my dad wanted to explain to his already troubled 12 year old - they have to do a mock circumcision and yes there is blood. Anyway, we came out to the family about the baby. We pulled grandma aside first. I said, we want to talk to you about something and khoos pulls out the ultrasound pics. Grandma says, from the way to said that, I knew you were going to tell me she was pregnant. 76 years old and my grandma is sharp as a tack. She fucking rocks.
Friday and Saturday were spend at the New York Comic Con. Friday I spent the day there with khoos and we saw Neil Gaiman do a reading, including his first ever public reading of Chapter 3 from is up coming Graveyard book. We'll probably have to buy two copies just so there is no argument over who reads it first!
As the reading is going on, there is a photographer walking around, trying to taking pictures. Suddenly khoos smacks me on the arm and points out that is our pal and SG staff photographer Steve Prue, aka tmronin. Saturday, I spent at the con with one of my favorite people to hang out with from the site, Deceptiviewfilm. I got autographs from the guys from Cyanide and Happiness (www.explosm.net) - just silly and ridiculous bunch of guys all wearing tuxedos and giving away free drawings. I was fairly well behaved. I normally spend stupid amounts of money at any convention for anything I'm interested, but I'm pretty sure I kept my spending to around $100, not including the passes.
Sunday was spent with my family for passover. I'm not Jewish because mom wasn't, dad never made the effort because I was born when he was 18 and was questioning his faith for a long time (and is still a bit of a Passover/Hanukkah Jew - like an Easter/Christmas Christian). By the time I showed some interest, conversion was not something my dad wanted to explain to his already troubled 12 year old - they have to do a mock circumcision and yes there is blood. Anyway, we came out to the family about the baby. We pulled grandma aside first. I said, we want to talk to you about something and khoos pulls out the ultrasound pics. Grandma says, from the way to said that, I knew you were going to tell me she was pregnant. 76 years old and my grandma is sharp as a tack. She fucking rocks.
Looking forward to the weekend. The ex is going away, her mom is taking care of most of the animals but I get to babysit the diapered-wonder, Chococat. For those of you who are newer to my friends list, Chococat is one of my special needs rescue cats who was born with nerve damage at the base of his tail making him incontinent. Basically, his bladder and colon just fill up until he's full and start leaking unless he gets "expressed". Between expressings, he wears a diaper in case of leaks. Now that he's big enough, he can wear an X-Small doggy diaper, but as a baby I had to make custom diapers out of things like sock and a maxi pad.
Also this weekend is the New York Comic Con. I've never been to one before, so I'm really excited. Friday night we are going to see Neil Gaiman do a reading. All in all, a totally rad weekend should be had.
Also this weekend is the New York Comic Con. I've never been to one before, so I'm really excited. Friday night we are going to see Neil Gaiman do a reading. All in all, a totally rad weekend should be had.
Back at work after what basically was a long weekend. Pissing out calcium oxcilate rocks, beginning the fun of quitting smoking again, making an attempt at eating better and hopefully looking towards some sort of financial clarity.
Wow... life handed me a full on kick in the taint today.
First, after tomorrow, I'll have almost no money in my bank account. khoos is gonna bail me out for a few days until I get my check from my ex-wife to cover her part of the mortgage on the house. (Her part? Yeah, I know, she should be paying all of it... That is for the judge to deal with.) Then my long time friend who had heart surgery two weeks ago had two attacks again (his heart rate races to 200-260 bpm) and needs to go back in for surgery again. I call khoos to tell her, who tells the kids she's nannying for. Next thing I know, I'm trying to explain to a 6 and a 9 year old what the difference between a speeding car and a speeding heart is and how you measure it.
First, after tomorrow, I'll have almost no money in my bank account. khoos is gonna bail me out for a few days until I get my check from my ex-wife to cover her part of the mortgage on the house. (Her part? Yeah, I know, she should be paying all of it... That is for the judge to deal with.) Then my long time friend who had heart surgery two weeks ago had two attacks again (his heart rate races to 200-260 bpm) and needs to go back in for surgery again. I call khoos to tell her, who tells the kids she's nannying for. Next thing I know, I'm trying to explain to a 6 and a 9 year old what the difference between a speeding car and a speeding heart is and how you measure it.
People suck. There is a crazy cat lady in my office who spends her own money to feed the feral cats behind our office. Someone stole the dog house she put back there to keep the cat food out of the elements. The woman is on vacation, no one in my office gives a shit, and this poor woman is gonna have a breakdown when she comes back tomorrow. I can't really afford it, but I'm gonna go get a new dog house at lunch time. If I find out who did this, I am seriously going to fuck their existence up. I've worked with this woman to make sure the cats are spayed/neutered to keep the colony from growing, and frankly this is just fucked up.
My co-workers are saying "that's what she gets for putting it on someone else's property". There is a fence around the property. She placed the fence on the outside of it, where the road leads from the main road, past a house, behind our office to the fence around the property... in an area where people dump garbage and trees and branches. Did I also mention the property is an abandoned swim club that developers have been trying to buy for condos that contractors use as a garbage dump? Yeah, fuck my co-workers in their filthy asses.
My co-workers are saying "that's what she gets for putting it on someone else's property". There is a fence around the property. She placed the fence on the outside of it, where the road leads from the main road, past a house, behind our office to the fence around the property... in an area where people dump garbage and trees and branches. Did I also mention the property is an abandoned swim club that developers have been trying to buy for condos that contractors use as a garbage dump? Yeah, fuck my co-workers in their filthy asses.
