Mortgaging My Soul, Once Again

So, yesterday really really sucked. I was so freaking sick I was doped up on various pain pills, cough syrup, and some various prayers to whoever might be listening 'cause of my flu. However, I did manage to make it. Today I'm feeling quite a bit better, a lil' more normal then I've felt in quite a few days. So hopefully this puppy is going away. Mike suggested me going to the hospital last night. I told him that there wasn't anything that they could do since it's a virus. They'd just tell me to drink plenty of water and get rest. Yea, I've already been doing that...not that stupid :). So, I managed to fall asleep (ps I love you cough syrup) and I had the oddest dream. I dreamed that Karen from Will & Grace decided to slaughter all of these innocent kitty cats 'cause listening to them meoow in pain and fear made her laugh. *chuckles*. I was watching Season 4 of Will & Grace prior to going to sleep...so, yea...

So, you're asking yourself...where does the dismay come into play? Were you dismayed over the crazy drunk lady slaughtering hundreds of cute, cudlely kitties? Well, no, I was actually quite amused by it actually. However, my dismay happened when I woke up from the dream...

I woke up, freezing and sweating. Like, we're not talking normal sweat. My whole body was drenched, including my hair. I figured that my fever must have broken and I tried to roll over and I noticed that I was laying in a pool of water. I was kind of confused by this so I went to rub at my eyes to get me to wake up (mind you, I've only been asleep for maybe 2.5 hours) and I noticed that my hand smelled really really nasty. It then struck me that, in my psychotic Karen killing kittie spree induced by too much cough syrup, I...I...pissed the bed. I was completly beside myself!!! And, we're not talking a lil' dribble here folks. It was all over me, even in my *#$*$( hair!! So, I instantly jumped out of bed, took a shower, ripped off the sheets, cleaned the mattress as best as I could with soap and water, and then flipped the baby over. *covers his head in shame*. I completly don't understand it. I mean, I went to the bathroom *right* before going to bed. After all of these years of drinking a lot of alcohol and *not* going to the bathroom before bed...my bladder was defeated by a drunk, dead kitties, and cough syrup. I'm just completly mortified...so, because of that, I felt compelled to share it with the rest of the world. At least I know that Jess would get a kick out of this. Or scream out in terror and pray to God to strike her death, dumb, and blind. I guess we'll see if she applies for disability in the next week or so *muses*. Maybe she'll get one of those handicapped parking thingies. That'll be pretty sweet, we can get the best parking space at Wal-Mart.

So, now that the world has been blessed by one of my mortifing stories, I shall leave you to ponder this: Don't ever abuse cough syrup, it's bad for your self respect and, worse, your bed and sheets.

I'm pretty sick, so I'll make this brief and hopefully I don't make too many typos...

We got down to West Virginia in about 5 hours so we made pretty good time.  Nikki looked pretty beat up, lots of bruises and a lot of stiches on her head, but she looked pretty good considering the amount of damage her car took.  The vehicle is totally totaled, her vehicle is now a convertiable and the only thing that is left on the vehicle is the hood and trunk.  Apparently the gravel truck hit them when they were turning into a driveway.  The truck was behind them and didn't notice them slowing down and nailed the passanger side, pushing Cole into the driver's side and smashed Nikki into the guardrail of her side.  One of her lungs was punctured, two of Cole's lungs were punctured.  Yesterday when we got there Nikki was really tired and could barely stay conscious to talk with us.  And then she wouldn't really open her eyes, she would just say short phrases and quasi go to sleep again.  But today when we visited her she seemed more alert.  She still couldn't remember what happened.  She asked why she was in the hospital and Melissa said "you were involved in an accident" and she asked if her car still looked like a Mercedez.  Well, I told her that her vehicle is now a convertiable, she got a chuckle out of it.  She then asked if the driver of the truck was drinking, we told her that we didn't think so.  She then asked if she was drinking *laughs*.  Apparently she still has her humor :).  But then about 10 minutes later she couldn't really remember what happened.  So I think it screwed with her short term memory, at least temporarily, but the doctors think that she'll make a full recovery.  

And, to boot, before leaving yesterday I was feeling kinda shitty.  Now I'm having hot/cold chills, my throat feels like shit, and I feel really light headed and can't really eat anything.  Well, I can eat, I'm just not hungry at all.  Like, I wasn't really hungry for lunch but we stopped by McDonald's real quick and I had a cheeseburger and I was freaking stuffed.  And, for supper Mike made me chicken noodle soup and I ate about half of a bowl of soup and I couldn't eat any more.  *blech*.  And I can't take tomorrow off due to Travis and Jess being on vacation...so hopefully I'll be able to manage.  I just don't have any strength...just typing this is exhausting to me.  Gods, tomorrow is gonna suck :p 

And now i'm gonna lay on the couch some more and try to sleep off some of this crap. 

So, Melissa called me a lil' later and told me that she was gonna go to west virginia and asked if I wanted to go with her and visit Nikki in the hospital.  I was worried about Zoie and what to do with her and said that I'll look into it.  So, I talked to Mike about it and he offered to stay home so that I can go with Melissa tomorrow to visit Nikki.  So, I called Nikki's cell and her mom answered it.  I spoke to her for a few minutes and asked her if it would be imposing if we would come down tomorrow.  She warned me that she may not be fully conscious but we're more then welcome.  So, I called Melissa back, told her that we got the family's blessing to come visit her, and we made plans to leave around 9am tomorrow morning to head off to West Virginia.  Melissa was saying that we won't probably spend the night...I'm thinking that we will, seeing that it's a 5 hour drive.  But, I guess we shall see on that.  But, I'm feeling pretty good about visiting her...I really wanted to see her.  Even if she wouldn't even know that I was around, consciously, at least she'll be able to hear my voice.

I asked her mom if they knew what happened and she said that she didn't really know for certain.  I guess Nikki's cousin Cole got the brunt of the accident, with the truck hitting his side.  It ended up pushing that side of the car to Nikki's side, pinning her against the guardrail of her side.  But she had two kids in the backseat of her car and they only had minor injuries...so I guess there's a bright side to all of this.  But, from how it sounds, both of them should recover.  Just hopefully there isn't anything permenently wrong with either one of them... 

Yes, it doesn't really make any sense.  I was watching "Thundercats" on DVD today...I've been trying to watch it when Mike isn't home since he really isn't into 80's cartoons *chuckles*.  Thundercats was one of my all-time favorite cartoon shows as a kid and watching them again has been a blast.  It just totally cracked me up how those 80's cartoons were so...dramatic.  I mean, for a character to actually mutter "Give me power beyond power" just really goes to show how totally kick ass and mildly screwed up those shows were *grins*.  Needless to say, I've been having a ball with watching these episodes again!

I just got a call from my best friend Melissa.  It seems that our friend Nikki was involved in a auto accident with a gravel truck.  *sighs*  The car is destroyed and Nikki and her cousin were careflighted to a hospital in West Virgina (they live right by the Ohio/West Virginia border in Ohio).  From what Melissa was saying, they think that they'll make it, even though Nikki's one eye is still dialated and they're not really sure why.  I just wish that there isn't any permenant damage and they'll have a speedey recovery.  If it wasn't for the fact that we had Zoie and I'm quasi-taking care of Princess, my parents dog, while they're on vacation, I would want to leave tonight.  Maybe when they all get back from vacation we'll have to go up there for a couple of days to see how she's doing.  It's just a real kick in the nuts, ya' know?  She busted her ass in college, got her degree, and became a pharmacist, and now this.  *sighs*.  Funny, 'cause we were planning on coming down there to see her in the next couple of weeks when she had some vacation planned to visit with her.  Now it looks like we'll be going down there to visit her in the hospital.  Devil.

Grandpa Sullivan got his second surgery on his eye about a week ago to correct some cataracts.  His first eye they had some problems with migraines but it looks like this eye seems to have went a lot better.  He's still having some problems reading but the doctor wasn't surprised by that.  So, hopefully in the next couple of weeks he'll be as good as new.

Today was Brandi's highschool graduation.  All and all it went well besides the gym being ungodly hot (the school doesn't have a/c) and I was overdressed (khakis, tshirt, white long sleeved dress shirt, and a vest...I was dieing!!!).  But it all went well, it was gracely short, considering I was about to pass out by the time that they finished with everything.  Early this morning Travis and I went to Brandi's apartment to drop off her graduation/housewarming present.  We got her a TV, DVD player, and bunny ears.  However, the bunny ears don't really seem to work *smirks*.  So, dad gave her a phone number to call a cable company..looks like they only charge $10 a month for the basic channels, which is really what she needs at this time.  

Well, Mike should be home fairly soon.  He went over to his sister and bro-in-law's to help them reroof their house.  So, I'll have to figure out someway to give him the bad news.... 

So, the past couple of days have been lovely with my computer and internet connection.  Joy of Joys I tell you.

A couple of weeks ago my laptop (Acer blech) started that it's had enough and will take siestas whenever it feels like it.  Like, if I'm in the middle of playing a game, running too many applications, or praying to the wrong god, it just powers off.  No error messages or anything are displayed/recorded.  It just powers off.  Lovely.  So, I made a call to Acer and sent out my laptop yesterday.  Hopefully I'll be getting it back soon.

Then, a wee bit after that started happening the cable modem at home has been not working correctly.  Every so often the cable light will go off and I'll lose my internet connection.  It'll generally fix itself in about 30 seconds...sometimes I have to unplug the power and plug it back in and it works peachy.  However, it doing it 5-6 times during a period of a couple of hours is clearly unacceptable to me.  So, I called Time Warner and the first time I called I got this guy that concluded that, since it was working now, that there was nothing that he can do and to call back when it wasn't working.  That's genious, dumb ass, except for one thing.  It fixes itself in 30 seconds and it takes me 20-30 minutes to get through the hold time for the tech support.  *sighs*.  So, I called them today again after it did it 2 times in one minute and got someone that was fairly competent.  He looked at the logs of the internet activity and concluded right away that it was a malfunctioning cable modem.  *sighs*.  That's what I told the first guy that it was.  *screams*.  So, needless to say, they are sending out someone tomorrow morning to replace my cable modem.  *yea*  So, soon I will have a fully functioning internet connection and a (hopefully) less of a POS laptop then what I had beforehand.

As a side note, the trip to Florida was better then I expected.  After the crazy incident with dad about to freak out on everyone 'cause he decided that one anxiety pill was just as good as two, everything went fairly well.  I saw my grandparents a couple of times and chatted with them, was very nice.  I'm actually emailing them about once a week, catching up with eachother and what not, really nice I must say.  Mom and I went to Universal Studios and it was pretty sweet.  Most of the rides were the ones where you sit down and the chair moves about with the screen infront of you.  That and we went on this pretty sweet unicorn ride.  Yea, you read it right, the unicorn ride.  It was called the magical unicorn or something like that and we decided, hey, what the heck.  So, we went on it, and it was clearly made for younger kids.  But, I guess you don't live more then once, 'eh?  So, we went on it, and the *most* gay of music was playing during the entire ride.  Think of gay leprachauns prancing about in a forest clearing during a starlit night...yea, it was really that gay.  It was funny.  I even started laughing and said as such, mom thought that was pretty funny.  For lunch we went to this Irish Pub that had pretty kick ass fish and chips.  Ohhh, and I definatly recommend the Shrek 4D ride as well.  That was probably one of my favorites along with the Men In Black ride.  That ride you got these guns and, while the ride was going about, you had to shoot these aliens and, whichever car got the most points (you were competing with another car that was right next to you), won.  Our car totally kicked ass.  And I looked on everyone else's screens and I had the most points.  Yea, that's right, if there's an alien invasion, you'll definatly want me on your side.  Shazam!

The past few days have been pretty crazy at work.  We've been pretty much swamped with new business, it's been pretty trying for the both of us to keep up with it all.  But I think that we've been doing pretty well at doing that.

Brandi is having a housewarming/graduation party this Saturday at her place.  Should be fairly interesting.  Travis and I went together and bought a TV, DVD player, and Bunny Ears for the TV (just in case she can't/won't get cable).  I think that she'll really enjoy that since she's bored outa her mind without a TV/Internet to entertain her.  I know that I would be going stir crazy :p.  So Travis and I will probably be going over Saturday morning before the party to set everything up.  Speaking of which, I should probably tell her beforehand that we'll be coming over haha.

Jess and Travis has gotten the eggs inplanted into Jess this past week.  So hopefully in the next week or so they'll know if it's taken hold or not.  Hopefully it does so that this whole mess will be behind them and so Jess doesn't have to be confined to the air matress, making her butt bigger :)

And, with that, I must now do my part of the bargain and sleep with the Technology Gods in thanks for helping me with my technology woes. 

So, this morning was kind of interesting.  I woke up to my mother knocking on my bedroom door.  It was 8am and, if I wanted to go to church with them and grandma and grandpa, I needed to be around by 830.  Crap.  My alarm was supposed to go off at 7 but the volume was so freaking low I had to literally put my ear down to the alarm to hear anything.  Lucky me.  So, I had to run around to take a shower, got myself pretty, and I got out of my room, ready to go.  I saw mom and asked her where dad was.  She said that "he went down to the lobby to complain about our accomidations."  I cringed with fear and embaresment.  Mom told me "well they prefer that we complain to them about the accomidations."  Yes, everyone loves to hear people bitch *chuckles*.  But the funny part was that mom said that dad was "set free" when he realized how small the tv was in the living room and that the tv in the master bedroom was smaller.  I was amused by that saying.  So anyways, apparently dad told the people there was multiple things wrong with the place and really wanted the two tv's switched out and it should get done today since we'll be gone the whole day.

So, anyways, we left to go to church, picked up grandma and grandpa.  You could tell that both of them were really excited to see all of us.  It was really nice to see them again.  So, we went over to church to the sunday school service.  It was alright.  I always find myself listening for the first few minutes, getting the gist of the message, and then fading in and out 'cause I don't really need to hear the supporting details, I get it.  I don't need to be repeated to 20 times to get the message.  But, it was nice just the same.  The people there seemed to be very friendly and what not, so that was nice.  Not really my scene, especially since they are Baptists, but it's all good.  Then the service was pretty much the same thing, the pastor started to go off about how people should be praying that Roe Vs Wade is overturned, innocent children being slaughtered, etc etc etc.  I personally disagree, but again, those are their views.  I was half expecting him to start going into homosexuality.  And I made a lil' mental note that, if he started going into it, I would walk out of the service.  But, he didn't, so it didn't really force my hand on the issue.

After the service we went to this Chinese place.  It's kind of like the new place in Celina, where they have the prepared food and then the grill type of food.  And, I was really disapointed.  The prepared food was so-so and then the choices for the grilled type of food wasn't very big, kinda blah looking.  But, I do have to say that I got the best chinese fortune cookie today.  It reads, "You are about to become $8.95 poorer ($6.95 if you had the buffet)"  I almost wet myself, I laughed outloud for about 30 seconds, dad prolly thought that I lost my mind...until I could catch my breath long enough to read it to them, and then everyone got a huge laugh out of it.  I told them that the fortune was actually meant for dad hehe.  

So, after lunch, we went back to grandma and grandpa's to chit-chat a wee bit and stayed until 5:30 (grandma and grandpa were going back to church for sunday evening service) and we were gonna get something to eat.  We ended up going to Joe's Crab Shack.  I had the snowcrab and fried shrimp, it was pretty good.

Ohhh...on our way to get something to eat, dad kept on trying to stop at these fruit places to get some grapefruit for the mornings for breakfast.  And...they were all closed.  He was getting so fucking pissed.  I was getting increasingly annoyed at him for it as well.  He just kept on throwing these lil' tizzies if he missed a turn or, for the love of everything, the fruit places were closed.  Finially I found one that was open (after finding three that were closed) so dad turned in and then he was happy.  We then ran into a CVS to get some pop for me and some milk for dad...and then dad went to Krispy Kreme to get some donuts and he's been fiending on them tonight.  And we started to watch Third Rock From The Sun on DVD.  It's pretty funny, but dad thinks that it's funnier then what it really is and was screaming with laughter at every turn.  *sighs*.  I checked my soul with my luggage in Indy and I think that it was misplaced.  May the gods help me...