Spent all week moving computers and supervising movers moving euipment. I got lots of atta boys and a free lunch out of it. I am glad that this part of things is over but I still have to set up some of the equipment that we moved. Ugh, more sweaty days.
Today started off with really high drama. My Mom recently got out of the hospital. Most of the folks reading this know that I don't like talking to her very much. She called my cell on Wednesday and Friday and I screened her call and I was going to call her this weekend. So, before I could call her today she calls me at 7am and I ignore it. When I call her back at around 9am and tell her that repeatly calling me really doesn't make me want to talk to her and makes me actively avoid her she got all upset and hung up the phone. She called again later and we talked some more and she still ended up crying because I told her again that her calling multiple times bothers me and just prolongs the amount of time it takes me to call her back. I fell bad for her because she is in bad health from her drug taking history and most of the people that she hangs around with take advantage of her but I do not want to be her support structure anymore. Talking to her stresses me out. It make me want to jump up and down screwing "No!" over and over again; my step-mom has seen me do this. I can't tell her this because she'll rightfully break down and cry. And I think how needy she is is spilling over to the way I act around the puppy in the house who is also very needy. It just fills me with anger.
My D&D character died last night due to my own stupidity. A group of Bugbears, a big nasty critter, came charging at the party. Instead of running away my character stood up and was killed, buggered and eatten. It was fun though.
Went and played board games all day today and had a lot of fun even though I finished last in every game. The best game was Spank the Monkey which involves building a tower of garbage to catch a monkey in a dump.
The puppy here is stuipid. None of the kitties want to play with him but he trys to get them to play. They think he is attacking and swat him and he squeels. He just won't learn.
Today started off with really high drama. My Mom recently got out of the hospital. Most of the folks reading this know that I don't like talking to her very much. She called my cell on Wednesday and Friday and I screened her call and I was going to call her this weekend. So, before I could call her today she calls me at 7am and I ignore it. When I call her back at around 9am and tell her that repeatly calling me really doesn't make me want to talk to her and makes me actively avoid her she got all upset and hung up the phone. She called again later and we talked some more and she still ended up crying because I told her again that her calling multiple times bothers me and just prolongs the amount of time it takes me to call her back. I fell bad for her because she is in bad health from her drug taking history and most of the people that she hangs around with take advantage of her but I do not want to be her support structure anymore. Talking to her stresses me out. It make me want to jump up and down screwing "No!" over and over again; my step-mom has seen me do this. I can't tell her this because she'll rightfully break down and cry. And I think how needy she is is spilling over to the way I act around the puppy in the house who is also very needy. It just fills me with anger.
My D&D character died last night due to my own stupidity. A group of Bugbears, a big nasty critter, came charging at the party. Instead of running away my character stood up and was killed, buggered and eatten. It was fun though.
Went and played board games all day today and had a lot of fun even though I finished last in every game. The best game was Spank the Monkey which involves building a tower of garbage to catch a monkey in a dump.
The puppy here is stuipid. None of the kitties want to play with him but he trys to get them to play. They think he is attacking and swat him and he squeels. He just won't learn.
You got taken out by Bugbears? How many? I always liked ficghting Bugbears. Well, one at a time anyway.
I love the board games, always have. There was this on Christmas where I only asked my family for board games. See? I told you I love 'em.
Have you considered maybe putting some Catnip around the puppies neck? lol.
Peace.
-Josh
I'm hoping the next show will be as good as this one was horrible.
Have a good Tuesday, brother.
Peace.
-Josh