Look, I'm thrilled with the amazing feat that Michael Phelps has accomplished. Really.

But there are other olympic athletes. And other olympic events. And do all the news people and interviewers REALLY have to bring up Phelps in almost every interview they do?

Like I was watching the interview with Shawn Johnson and Nastia Liukin. And it was like "Congratulations girls, this is the first time ever US has gone gold and silver in the all-around. But what do you think of Michael Phelps?"

By all means, flaunt Phelps. But isn't it a bit tacky and disrespectful when you're interviewing a medal winner (or even non medal winner) from an event that has NOTHING to do with Phelps?

Bah. It's late and I'm not sure why I'm still up. But I'm going to bed after I'm done posting this.

But I don't really want to go to work tomorrow.

Because Evan won't be there.

Let me explain. At the daycare, you try not to get too attatched to the kids. Especially at a daycare for sick children. I guess attatched isn't the word. You have to care about the kids. But you also know that things change. Children move on to other rooms. Children "graduate" to a typical preschool or daycare. Children lose funding. Sometimes children die.

No, it's not drastic. He's still as healthy as a kid with his condition can be (which is pretty healthy). But we found out Friday, at 430, that Friday would be his last day. Almost certainly, unless Dad changes his mind. It was all so sudden. One moment we're playing as usual, the next I find out I've only got an hour and a half left to be with him and I may not ever see him again.

Like I said, I try not to get too attatched. But Evan is a kid who I would be alone with for the last hour of the day, every day in the summer. Just me and him. He sat on my lap every day at circle time. I was the one who could always get him to eat, get him to calm down, get him to smile. He always seemed to favor me over anyone else. Which I suppose was inevitable given the amount of time he had my undivided attention over the summer.

I watched this kid grow from not walking and drinking out of a bottle and barely feeding himself, to walking and drinking milk from a cup and using silverware. In a matter of about 6 months.

When Evan started walking, his first steps were to me.

So I can't help it if I got attatched. I love that kid. I will miss him so much.

All I can say about today is... wow.

I'm fine. I don't work at the mall anymore.

Everyone I used to work with that I got ahold of is fine. Still scary as hell.

I'm shocked as hell. Not sure what to say. Jeez.

Please explain to me how a guild can blow through Hyjal and BT and oneshot damn near everything.

And then be absolutely terrible fucktards in SSC.

Stop taking shit for granted and raid.

So I wasn't around for the guild's first, but here's my own special killshot. Check out that awesome outdated Karazhan gear. XD

BAM! Illidan down.

Sadly, though, despite being on time, up at the top of BT, making flasks for half a dozen people before raid (and every raid), in the process of buffin and yadda yadda, the resto shaman/one of the higher ups in the guild logged on (slightly late), and thus I got sat.

:(

But it is the position I knew I'd probably be in when I joined the guild. I'm sad that I've sat on every first kill, but that's life being the newbie. And hey, there's next week!

Sorry to all my nonWarcraft friends, but this pic makes me happy.



Someone's going to die next week.

Sorry, the sappy posts continue.

Because I can't think of the last time I've smiled so genuinely.

Or let the walls down and trusted 100%.

Or didn't feel guilty whenever I asked for something for myself.

Or known that if a favor or a gift was bestowed upon me, it didn't come with any unspoken demand of repayment. And I wouldn't have to feel guilty about it.

Heh. It all seems so simple. But I never would've figured...

Lol. Quick rundown of life.

Work made me cry today. Sometimes I don't understand parents. It's heartbreaking. Especially when handicapped/special needs/sick kids are involved.

I love being out of the parents' house. I love being away from the sister.

I bought a new computer. It's fantastico.

I still love WoW. Archimonde is a fun fight. Kael is almost as fun. BT trash sucks to farm. Reliquary of Souls is damn hard. I love my 2 piece tier 5 bonus.

I've generally been in a much better mood since moving out.

And, despite not looking for one. In fact, despite looking to NOT have one anytime soon, I have stumbled across a boyfriend who is totally amazing.

The end.

So tonight, I got the best damn backrub I can remember. For almost 2 hours.

Damn I'm spoiled.

It's also interesting, being able to completely open up to someone, for the first time in years.

It's interesting, the things you come across when you aren't looking for them...

So I realize I haven't posted her in awhile.

So Hi, how are you?

It's late. Work was hell today. Going to bed.

Status report:

Left eye infected (woke up with it swollen shut).

Both ears infected (omg can't hear for shit).

Sinusitis

yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah, good times. Also, being between insurance is a bitch. In another month or so I can get it from work.

Move out plans are delayed yet again. But coming soon. Hopefully another chunk of stuff will be moved over the weekend. Still unsure about the bed. Also, I have now tried three times to discuss with parents. First attempt Mom was at the casino (for the third day in a row) and apparently her machine was too loud so it was "I can hardly hear you, I'll see you whenever. Bye." Last two attempts were basically "I want your work schedule and I want you home by nine every night." and then her walking out of the room before I could say anything.

*sigh*

Yeah, it was late last night when I posted.

Anyway, I'm moving into a house with one of the guys I work with at gamestop. They had a spare bedroom and they're charging me basically the same rent as my parents. And it's not in my parents' house so that is win. (I think they're looking to rent out the larger basement room if anyone is interested... but I can't afford that.) It's up just off of 144th and Blondo, so still not too far from either job (though not as close as I am to the daycare right now).

Also in pure randomness/geekdom, Jinx came out with a WoW priest shirt that is absolutely adorable that apparently my friend is buying for me. It has benediction on it! *tiny squee*

Now, I'm off to play metroid!

This past week has not been the greatest week of my life (not the worst, but not the greatest). I think much of it stems from work stress. I love my job, don't get me wrong. But when the kids have decided that I'm their personal punching bag, several of whom aim for the face, one of whom likes to throw things - balls, blocks, toys, forks - at my eyes no less... it gets a bit stressful (getting hit with a fork on the corner of your eye is not pleasant). Especially when I can't do anything more than put them in a 30 second "time out" (where they no doubt continue to take swings at me).

The rest was mostly personal emotional drama and a bit of anger over hardly being able to see someone over the past two weeks. IMO, a bit of it is justified, a bit unjustified. Nothing I can do about it now, such is life, and a little bit of pot calling the kettle black... yadda yadda.

But for the good news - I'm moving out. Finally. Hopefully over the course of this next week. I've got to go through a lot of my shit still, and figure out how I'm moving my bed and if I have room to move my dresser and/or nightstand. The room's about the size of the one at mom and dad's, but I have to fit my computer desk in there too unless they decide to rearrange the living room so I can have mine with the rest of them.

That, and I have to tell my parents. Still haven't figured out how to tell them or how they'll react... they didn't really know I was looking and it just got set on Wednesday. BUT, I'm a big girl now (or at least I'm good at pretending) so I'll get by. I figure if nothing else I'll just start packing shit and let them put two and two together.

Grandma's coming to town for the weekend. It's always a gamble how that will go.

If anyone has any fairly recent pics of me, in which I look half decent...

Much luv for sharing.

*shrug*

Okay, this is a request/begging for evil convention plannings. Most of my music was lost in the great harddrive crash of 06 and the rest are on CDs still way packed away from the mass exodus of my sister's appartment.

What I need is some basic Para Para soundtrack music, preferably in megamix format. Stadium would be nice, so would the Para Para Paradise Game megamix. Then the Paradise soundtracks... I'm thinking like, 2, 4, 5, and maybe 6. Would love if it was grouped like "Richie and Satoko" (ie, the first 4-5 songs grouped together in one mp3), but I can do that myself if need be.

Japanese Para Para max would be a bonus, but I might have that.

Any other Eurobeat music/mixes that are mostly from the Para Para Paradise era (aka, very commonly known dances...) would also be very much loved. :)

~Ummy

So, interesting fact that my parents don't know...

I'm going to be an aunt again... in oh, Januaryish.

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And it ain't my brother this time.

So Jerry Falwell is dead.

At the risk of being disrespectful to the deceased, I can't say I'm shedding any tears over this one.