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Last weekend sucked ass. I had off on Friday and Monday for what was supposed to be just a long weekend, but I spent Thursday night and Friday helping Amanda pack to move to Wisconsin. And Soraya was in town, but only because her grandmother was at death's door, and she died on Friday night, so I did get to spend time with Soraya on Saturday and part of Sunday. And then Monday I had blood work scheduled.

Some fucking weekend: moving, death, medical torture. Somebody shoot me.

I'm kind of afraid to schedule any more vacation days, at this rate.
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Hey there, LJ-peoples!

So I've been gone for awhile, obviously, what with all the house-craziness and the packing-craziness and the moving-craziness. Oh, and then it turned out that the new house developed a MOLD PROBLEM, so for the last six weeks I've been SLOWLY MILDEWING TO DEATH, but otherwise? I'm doing pretty well, I suppose.

Fortunately, the mold issue is mostly resolved, and I will be continuing to de-moldify the house this weekend.

Housewarming party at the end of September, yay!

The dog had some vet issues, also mostly resolved now, thankfully. She's doing much better and the new vet is utterly and completely awesome. I don't get the feeling ( like I had at my last vet ) that they were all about how much money they could siphon out of me. In fact, the new vet took pains to offer various price options and even suggested OTC remedies for some of Yueng's ailments.

So what's been up with you all this summer? Inquiring minds want to know. And skip=500 only takes me so far.
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Finally, after A WEEK AND A HALF OF THIS STUPIDITY, I am the proud owner of a prescription for Wellbutrin. Fuckers. My doctor was awesome and jumped through INNUMERABLE HOOPS OF RETARDEDNESS in order to effect this result.

We have achieved the down payment on the house! Now it's just a matter of documenting out the wazoo. Not only do I have to sign a letter averring that the money is a gift to my dad, but I also have to prove that my bank account is really mine, by providing photocopies of all the paperwork I signed when I opened it, and also, a voided check that ( get this! ) must be preprinted with my name and address. WTF. So now I am paying over sixty dollars to have printed checks rush-mailed to me. Kristin tells me that all this nonsense is a result of the collapse of the subprime market, which I suppose makes sense . . . in a really annoying, bean-counting kind of way.

SETTLEMENT IS JUNE 20!!!!!!

PACKRAT loading day is the weekend of June 21 - 22. *shudders*

Did I ever mention that I got Sherman back after a month in the shop? He has a new engine and new tires. 3k is still cheaper than buying a new car, especially with the house purchase. And I wasn't ready to give up my boy just yet, anyway.

Yes, it's a boy car. Yes, my car has a name. Yes, my car wears leopard interior accessories. So my car is totally a gay boy. WHAT.

Hm. I'm seriously hungry, now. Off to grab lunch!
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I'm not packed yet. Moving day is April 26. Dammit all.

It's too hot in the office and it smells like pickled dead things from the paint and God knows what-all else. This makes my allergies go crazy, and *that* makes for a cranky squirrel.

So a couple of weeks ago, I posted two sets of favorite movie quotes and challenged you all to figure out the originating flicks. Dunno if anybody cares, but....... here are the answers:

1.a. You will wear a jacket, shirt, and tie. If you don't have one, buy one. Can't afford one, borrow one from your old man. If you don't have an old man, then find a drunk, and trade him for his. 'Cause I guarantee you there isn't a bum on the street that looks as raggedy and ridiculous as what I'm looking at right now!

b. I don't scratch my head 'less it itches and I don't dance 'less I hear some music. I will *not* be intimidated. That's just the way it is.

Remember The Titans

2.a. You *hired* me. I can't help that your standards are lax.

b. My story? It's exactly the same as your story, just one chapter behind. I chased a man across the seven seas. The pursuit cost me my crew... my commission... and my life.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

BTW, those lines are spoken by Commodore James Norrington, in case you're wondering. Yes, I'm seriously hot for him. What, you're not? More for me, then.

3.a. Let's put it this way . . . I fought for the South. We *lost*.

b. Normal folks, they don’t spit out bullets after you shoot ‘em!

Near Dark

4.a. That document makes you a citizen, and this one makes you a private in the Union army. Now get out there and serve your country.

b. It's a funny feeling, being taken under the wing of a dragon. It's warmer than you'd think.

Gangs of New York

5.a. Everyone you've ever known— everyone you've ever *fucking* loved— it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How are you gonna cure the whole *fucking*world?


b. We should be ruling the humans, not running around making back-alley treaties with them. For fuck’s sake, these people are our *food*, not our allies!

Blade

Deacon Frost. Very hot.

6.a. No, not *is*. You wouldn’t get very far in life, not saying “is”, now would you?

b. Oh, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you!

Monty Python and the Holy Grail - from LJ, [livejournal.com profile] lucifrix; from IJ, [livejournal.com profile] kuwamiko

7.a. This is pitiful. A thousand people freezing their butts off, waiting to worship a rat!

b. I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We ate lobster and drank pina coladas. At sunset we made love like sea otters. *That* was a pretty good day.

Groundhog Day - LJ, [livejournal.com profile] dontyouwaitup; IJ, [livejournal.com profile] amygreeneyes

8.a. Nobody has control over life and death, unless they're taking life, causing death.

b. But beware the risk of cheating the plan, disrespecting the design . .. it could initiate a horrifying fury that would terrorize even the Grim Reaper—and you don't *even* want to fuck with that MacDaddy.

Final Destination

9.a. Great. A guy shows up looking like a mime from hell and you lose him right out in the open. Well, at least he didn't do that “walking against the wind” shit; I hate that.

b. I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook!

The Crow - LJ, [livejournal.com profile] lucifrix, [livejournal.com profile] kyanoswolf; IJ, [livejournal.com profile] kuwamiko

10.a. When I wake in the country, I dream of being in London. When I get here, it's full of people like you.

b. Bit of a waste shooting good jism up the lawful.

The Libertine

11.a. In time you'll drop dead and I'll come to your funeral in a red dress!

b. Y'know, you got them bad eyes, like a gypsy, and I don't know why I didn't see it yesterday. Bad luck! That's what it is. Is that all I'mever gonna have? I should have taken a rock and killed myself years ago!

Moonstruck

12.a. Paints a different view of Revelations. Says the world will not end by God's hand, but be reborn in the embrace of the damned. Though if you ask me, fire's fire.

b. God's a kid with an ant farm, lady. He's not planning anything.

Constantine

13.a. Y'know, this was supposed to be my weekend off, but noooo. You got me out here draggin' your heavy ass through the burnin' desert with your dreadlocks stickin' out the back of my parachute. You gotta come down here with an attitude, actin' all big and bad—and what the hell is that smell?


b. If you're so smart, tell me something . . . how come you go to MIT for eight years to become a cable repairman?

Independence Day - LJ, [livejournal.com profile] lucifrix, [livejournal.com profile] kyanoswolf; IJ, [livejournal.com profile] kuwamiko

14.a. This house is pissed. It has no morals. The house doesn't care what's fair, who lives or dies. Know why? Cause it's a fucking *house*!

b. I am so fucking far from 'all right' that it’s not even funny! Someone or something just tried to drown me in a tank of blood the size of a Buick!

The House on Haunted Hill (remake)

15.a. Madam, for you I missed my wedding for the first time in years—that’s how much I want you. Sure, I know I'm a ghost and a murderer, but forget about all that.

b. Now that I'm dead, I though I'd let you know. You're as cold as a penguin on an iceberg. You're a dwarf. Yeah, clean those choppers so you can chew up the next jerk that comes along.

High Spirits - IJ, [livejournal.com profile] kuwamiko

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