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1:10 a.m. - 05-31-2003
I'm tired. Not just tired, but fookin' tired. It's been a rough day and I've had a headache to keep me company all through it. Luckily, I just got back from seeing a kick-ass movie to top it off and it really livened my spirits.
Our neighbors fuckin' dogs got into our back yard again and this time they did some real damage to the wife's water garden/pond. I think all of her fish are either dead or missing and some of her really pretty plants, that were doing so well, have either been destroyed by the mutts or they've eaten them. I'd had enough of it so I went over to their house at 7:30 this morning to have words. I didn't threaten the guy, but I let him know that we're tired of his dogs in our yard. I think they've even fucked up the pool. Unfortunately, it's too late to try and find some place else to live, and I for one don't want to bother with it. They get in our yard again, I'm calling animal control on them. The fuckers.
Found out that a very old friend of our family died last night. It's odd. I'm very sad that he died, but I don't really seem to have any feeling about it. I just feel kind of, well, nothing. It's also a severe case of mixed emotions. The man who died was well into his 70's and had been suffering from alzheimer's for many years. He'd been in a nursing home for a few years and I don't know how long it had been since he last recognized his wife. He was in a very bad way so, as my father said, death "was a blessing", but at the same time, a person whom I remember as being a warm, caring, loving and very giving man is dead. Of course, I guess the man that I knew had died quite some years ago, replaced by an empty shell that barely had the ability to function even on a rudimentary level. But it's still hard. This is a man who, along with his wife, used to baby sit me and watch my sister and I when we were little. Of course, coming from a small town like I do, pretty much anyone over the age of 60 has, at one time or another, claimed to have baby sat me. Either I was just a monstrous little shit to take care of or my parents just picked whomever happened to be around at the moment. I'm hoping more for the latter. I'll miss John.
I've had one of those headaches, I don't know if it sinus or what, but nothing you take will make it go away and just the slightest little thing, like a cough or even a yawn, can set it off to thumping again. Since the wife found out she was pregnant, we got her an industrial size bottle of Tylenol to carry with her. Pregnant women can't have aspirin and Tylenol is the one pain reliever we're sure of that has no aspirin. I always take Excedrin for my headaches, but unfortunately took the last two in the bottle this morning. By noon, when my headache hadn't cleared, I downed the last Aleve in the bottle and grabbed a tiny bottle of Excedrin, hidden in the medicine cabinet, that had one capsule left in it. Luckily, the Aleve seemed to at least beat the headache into a sense of submission, but not really get rid of it. Sadly, though, I had to get the garbage and recycling together for pick-up in the morning and bending over to pick up loose trash and empty soda cans opened the flood gates for my headache to come pouring back on. So, you should all feel lucky, all 3 of you. I really wanted to do an entry and update this damned thing, but I also just wanted to go and sit in front of the TV and watch the Black Adder DVD I got from Netflix. I chose to update (probably because I won't do it again for another 2 weeks) and then I'll go and watch TV. Perfect for a headache, eh?
So, I'm off to the living room to drown my headache in some diet coke and whatever I can munch on without too much effort. You all take care and I'll see if I can piece together enough thoughts and ideas to make another entry. Maybe tomorrow. If I knew that people were actually reading this, I might update more often. So, drop me a word at my Guestbook and I'll see if I can kick it into a bit more of a productive gear. Till then.
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