Inception

Today, I saw Inception. It was quite sudden as I got a call from a friend to go see it not two hours later. I hated the ending, one of those where you're not really sure of the ending. I didn't get any food because her and her sister were running late, apparently because her mother cut herself and had to get bandaids or something. MLIA.

Oh, Evil Irony

Today, I am jealous. That man in the jumpsuit came back again today. My mother was home and she was about to sign for the package, when she realized that the name of the person whom the packages belonged and her name did not match. The man asked her if she knew what the items were, she did not. He reviealed that they were three iPads. As it turns out, one is for my father from work. The name on the packages was someone high up in the company in California, they just sent all of them to our house instead of one. I'm less than 50 bucks away from an iPad myself, and now I have to live with my father just getting a free one. He also got a free iTouch recently when we got the iMac because he thought it was faulty. MLIA.

Hasty Business

Today, someone scared the crap out of me by ringing the doorbell while I was home alone. Then, the proceeded to knock rapidly, like it was just so damn urgent. I got up from my chair and walked past the door and got a glimse of a scrawny bearded guy in a navy jumpsuit. I think he saw me retreating down the hallway, because he knocked that same frightening way (knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock). Dammit. I went into the kitchen and hid. after waiting a minute or two which felt like forever, I looked out the window. There, in the driveway, was a Uhaul truck with a Fed-X logo stuck on the driver door. I called my mother. Apparently the packages are from China? What the hell did we buy from China, and why do they so urgently need to be signed for? This is 10:30am on a Monday, mind you. People are at work! Later on, Pam came by and paid me 30 bucks for taking care of her dogs. They are going on vacation next Friday, and I will be taking care of them (the dogs) again. Not much else happened today. MLIA.

This Mad World

Today, right now, I am writing this from my mother's iPhone because I am about to watch the season 4 premier of Mad Men. Okay, I'm back. So tonight we went back over to my grandmother's to celebrate her 70th birthday. You could tell that they had been drinking way before we had arrived, haha. There was not as much to talk about as there was when I first saw them on Friday, but it was great to see my great aunt and uncle before they leave (on Tuesday).
A great quote from the 1963 movie, It's A Mad Mad Mad Mad World (which I watched on Saturday):
Emmeline Finch: "Oh Russell, I feel sick.
J. Russell Finch: Now take it easy honey, these things happen ya know.
Mrs. Marcus: Now what kind of an attitude is that, these things happen? They only happen because this whole country is just full of people, who when these things happen, they just say these things happen, and that's why they happen! We gotta have control of what happens to us."
I may have hated your character, but you could not have been more right, Ethel Herman (Mrs. Marcus). MLIA.

Helpful, But Helpless

Today, I dog-sat for a neighbor's two golden retrievers, Abby and Molly. I had to feed them lunch and dinner, and will be going back later to put them to bed. I get paid ten dollars a day to do this. I wore my crap clothes today (sweatpants, old school t-shirt), because I knew the dogs would not care. The only thing I went out to do was food shopping anyway. I tried making a Facebook group so people would be aware that I am in the process of collecting food items for emergency food boxes for the homeless, but that failed (I invited almost everyone of my Facebook friends in this state, over 200 people, and only about 15 actually joined, less did anything about it despite multiple opportunities) so me and my mother had to buy most of the items ourselves. Sometimes..Scratch that, I know that presently, people all say that, and have said that, I am their friend or one of their best friends. See, this bothers me, personally. How can one be considered a best friend when they have never been to the other's home? And no real attempt made? It's not from a negative view, just a lack of genuine care. That lasts more than that one second of selfish want then disappears when something new arises, and never had any weight to it anyway. I never really fit in anywhere, and I always find faults in people, I'm never happy with them. Becoming more social in the last couple years really has not helped me, just made me more depressed that I'm not even more social and realizing more clearly that I do not click with people. Before, I just sat there with a book and consciously knew I was not really doing anything to be friendly, but never knew a life of anything different. But, now I've opened myself up to the world, I am just not ready or liking it. MLIA.

Relatively Humorous

Today, after a long summer day of nothing (finally researching needed school supplies and doing over-achiever things while still in pajamas), I was forced onto the elliptical and into the shower. My motivation, you ask? Food, of course. My father was supposedly about to be home any minute and we would be going out to dinner. Or so I thought. Apparently, my mother just said that because she wanted me to be ready. So, after some deliberation, we finally decided to go out to dinner at Feng Shui. Ironically, in the parking lot we were honked at by and then met up with our family friends Gary and Mary, who we had introduced to the restaurant and occasionally ate with. During dinner though, my father had decided to surprise his mother and visit, so we said our goodbyes. My great aunt is visiting from Mississippi, and we were keen on seeing her and my great uncle at my grandmother's. At first it was pretty quiet, my Aunt Nina asking about my recent trip to China in April, congratulating my mother on her new promotion to Vice President Director of Sales Operations at Oracle, asking what grade I was going into, how tall I was, how much shopping my grandmother and her sister had done the previous day, et cetera. Voyed talks about his experience with a Trader Joe's employee. Apparently, once the guy learned he was visiting from the South, he said something like, "How are y'all doin' down there?" which was offensive to him. he poked his finger to his chest and told him he probably had better English than him. Burn. My Uncle Voyed jumps in inquiring whom my father believes to be the next president. Startled at this change of conversational direction, he and my uncle start in on a passionate political debate in which both are on the same team. I swear to you, it was as if they were in kindergarten finding out they both had the same cartoon character lunchbox. My father guessed something was up because the Fox new channel was on my grandmother's TV, and my grandparents are known to be more liberal folk, and not as...Vocal? So, as you can tell, both were not very comfortable during this time. My grandmother took my upstairs to give my a small gift, as grandmothers do, and my grandfather played with a Zhu Zhu hamster until he was told to be quiet and retired into the kitchen. My aunt even tried to change the subject by bringing down baby presents for a soon-to-be granddaughter of hers. The men migrated into the kitchen, and we were left to quietly catch up on who has died, and old friendships. Pictures were taken, I picked one of the cats' too many times it wanted to be picked up, and we soon left. We will be going back to see them on Sunday. MLIA.

Today, I made this blog.

The title says it all.