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Quick update before I pass out

We went up to Killeen today for my grandmother's 80th birthday, my uncle was coming down from Dallas with his son and my Aunt from Gatesville came with her Fiance (who groped me at her son's wedding - but that's a story for another day), and my Uncle and his wife from San Antonio. The rest of the family was smart enough not to come, because you seriously cannot escape a family function with these people without there being some sort of altercation.

In the past we've even had to have the police involved... yes we're those sort of Texans (well I won't say we, but they are.)

Today they were doing so well, I think it was partially because my uncle (their brother) died so suddenly recently and they've all sort of pretended to realize that life is too short to be idiots at every family gathering.

We had a little memorial service for my Uncle, for those who didn't get to go to the actual funeral, and that went fine and we went to lunch and back to g-mom's house for the rest of the afternoon and that all went fine, and then we went out to the special birthday dinner. Thankfully we got the party room at the place we went so we weren't in the main restaurant because I would have been even more mortified about what happened if we hadn't.

Dinner was mostly fine, apart from the stupid issue with my Aunt's fiance trying to rip off the place to get a free meal and then her adding to it to get her's comp-ed as well, until until it happened.

They had been doing so well - I started to hope that maybe for the first time in history we could get through a family affair without the police being called or anyone screaming at anyone else, but no.

My cousin showed up to wish grandma happy birthday and say hi to the people who came into town. He offered his hand to our uncle who refused to shake his hand, because of an incident involving the two of them and the police being called and a lot of court fees several years ago, and my Aunt, his mother, got so suddenly mad at our uncle. And it just escalated from a nice dinner to yelling at one another and calling each other fucking assholes in front of the wait staff who had been helping our very large group with putting things into boxes so we could leave.

They all looked mortified and tried to keep working like there wasn't a shouting match going on right in front of their faces, and god I just felt so bad for them I mean no amount of added on tip would be enough for them to have to deal with the idiots that are a part of my family. And as soon as the shouting started my mother stood up and my siblings and I were out of there we didn't say good bye to anyone we just paid as quickly as we could and left so they could be idiots all the wanted without us being there.

It was so close to a nice day with the family, but yeah that's an impossibility.

And now to pass out for my brain is dead.

So tonight I applied for and was accepted as a Cha Cha guide, for ChaCha. I watched like an hour of boring orientation videos and then took a test. And now I am awaiting my results so I can start doing this mess (and make some monies) - ha I jumped every time a new question popped up, there's this really shrill doorbell sound with it and it was killing me.

In other news, just a few more days till the

rpf_big_bang art gets posted, there have been some really nice things posted there so far, and I'm eager for the rest.

Driving up to Waco on Thursday to pick up my sister, because if we have to sit through the really awful family function that's taking place this weekend then she does as well - because hey we like to share our family craziness and college is no excuse to miss out on that.

And we're looking at houses tomorrow. I'm so proud of my mom, after the shit fest my dad left her with when they divorced she has finally gotten her credit fixed and now she has been approved to buy a house of her very own. We're all excited, apart from the whole moving thing - which is going to suck major. But yay new house that's actually ours :D

Today seems like it was a really long day, though not much happened. I stayed up way too late last night, and oh hai looks like I'm doing that again tonight, though I've still got 2 more hours before I beat last night's record.

My sister is home from school for the weekend - I'm pretty sure she's been here or we've gone up there ever 2 weeks since she's started at Baylor, it's a little ridic, no one came and saw me this often when I went away to college, they were too busy moving my stuff into the garage, no I'm not bitter.

It's good to see her though, we're getting to the point where we can interact more on a friend to friend basis rather than a big sister to little sister, and it's fun getting to know her as a young adult and not just my little sister.

We went out to dinner, and then came back to the house.

Where we played Apples to Apples and then taught my sister's friends how to play Schwimmen which is a card game which is much fun.

And then I was helping my sister with her computer, cause that's what I get to do when she comes home, and then everyone went to bed and yeah. I think I had a better way of ending this little tale than that when I started out to write this entry but I can't remember just what that was now.

Oh I know!

mini_nanowrimo is up and running again. It's an excellent little place for those of us like me who are completely scared about trying the real NaNoWriMo. You just join the comm and then pledge to write a certain number of words per day during the month of November, and the nice thing is you can write for any fandom your little heart desires.

Last year I did 100/day this year I've signed up for 200. How many do you have to write in a day to complete a real NanoWriMo? 1200 or so right? Maybe in 10 years I'll have made it up to that :P

In any case sign up, cause it's fun. And remember you have to sign up before October 30

I need to post this before I go to bed tonight.

Mom watched Glee tonight, the most recent episode. At one point in the episode a character is called a MILF.

Mom had to ask me what that was

OMG you guys. I told her I'd explain after the episode because my 16 year old sister was sitting there, of course she knows what a MILF is, but mom would be scandalized if I dropped an F-bomb in front of my sister.

Mom of course does not forget.

And she is further scandalized that they would say something like that on tv, and not only that but teenagers know what that means.

Further lulz:

I tweeted about this as it was happening ... and was retweeted by a user named: Milfhunter.

yes.

Thank you Glee

( 5x03 )

So my family is out of town this weekend, it's parents weekend up at my sister's school - so mom and youngest sister have gone away.

I have the house to myself all weekend, which would of course mean I should throw an awesome party or something, but the majority of my friends live a million miles away (I can never talk in hyperbole without thinking about Dane Cook anymore). So it'd be a pretty lame party.

But that does mean I get to play on my desk top computer as late as I want to, and I can listen to all my music whenever I like, I don't have to hear Gilmore Girls for like 3 whole days, I can get some uninterrupted time to work on my art for the

rpf_big_bang, and most importantly I can cook things that my family would never eat :D

Tonight I got to have this really nice steak thing stuffed with feta and spinach, and brussle sprouts. There is some fresh tuna just waiting to be Nom'ed and at some point this weekend I am going to attempt to make risotto!

So hooray :D

And I've got the dogs to keep me company so I think it'll be a good weekend.c

So we just finished up a rather uneventful Labor Day weekend around these parts. My sister came home from college (The girl has only been gone for 2 weeks and she was already coming home) and that was fun (ha). I recently moved into her bedroom, for several reasons: 1. I'm 25 and have been sharing a room with my mother for the past year, 2. We had an empty bedroom, 3. It's all manner of stupid to be sharing a room when you have an empty one.

I haven't done too much to it, I took down the ridiculous amount of posters and things that were up, and stacked them all nicely and neatly in the closet. And I brought in some of my things. And that's really about it. And suddenly I am a terrible person because omg where is sister going to sleep when she comes home, and omg where will she put all her stuff, and omg I can't believe you took her room.

When I moved away to college, anything I left at home got boxed up and shoved out into the garage probably the day after I was gone. I was sharing with my brother before I moved out, so when I moved out he made the room completely his and no one had a thought for where I was going to sleep when I came home. And hey when I had to move home the second time, everything except for my clothes, you know where that all went?

In the garage.

So I have little sympathy for my sister who comes home and wants to complain about me taking her room. That's what happens when you move out.

Other than that.... yeah.

I signed up to be an artist at

rpf_big_bang at the last minute, because one of the summaries was just too tempting for me not to snag it. And so I did. We'll see how it turns out, my first time signing up as an artist for anything.

So I've been reading the fic that I claimed it's so long and I'm really enjoying it, already getting a lot of ideas for things I can do, and I'm not even halfway finished with it yet. I'll email the writer when I've finished reading to get some ideas from her about stuff she'd like to see and then I'll start on the arts.

I always forget to update when things are happening, mostly because it's just a few things happening at once so I tell myself I'll make a big round up update at some later point and then I just forget.

But yes, busy week we've been having.

Dropped off my sister up at Baylor and got her situated in her dorm on Thursday this past week. I think she's a little nervous about the whole thing, but I think she'll be fine. Classes start for her on Monday - it's a little crazy to think about my little sister starting college... I am old :(

Got over 3000 written on my

rpf_big_bang fic yesterday, hoping to add to that word count again tonight especially since I don't have much else to do.

I have really been itching to get out of the house recently, but to no real avail.

I did go get to have lunch with a friend of mine yesterday which was good, she and I really needed to catch up. So we had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and then went back to her apartment to talk and watch More to Love, that show is really terrible. And then I was heading home so mom could go to work.

I applied to work at JCP again today. It's been over a year since I quit working there, in Abilene. But in that year I have yet to find a job that would even attempt to make use of my degree. So I'm to the point where I just want to make some money and get out of the house some so hopefully my prior experience with JCP will help me out there and I'll get a good salary (better than the 6.25/hr I was making in Abilene, at least).

So yes, that's my life these days. Thrilling I know.

Off to write more.

So we made it back to Texas.

We left early Saturday morning and got in early Sunday morning (or late Saturday night?). All in all the trip took us about 20 hours total. About 2 of the hours were stoppings, there was lunch and then dinner where we actually went into a real sit down restaurant because we were all getting grouchy and needed to be out of the car for a bit, and then several stops for gas and bathrooms. Add to that rain and then our bright idea to take back roads to avoid I-35 because it's under construction and we hate it anyways and you get a lovely 20 hour trip.

Towards the end of it I didn't think we were going to make it, I was ready to stop on the side of the road and sleep because it just seemed like we were never going to find our way home and we'd just have to live on the side of the road in the middle of no where Texas for the rest of our lives.

I got to drive part of this trip though, unlike the ride up because my crazy aunt didn't trust me to drive because her 13 year old kept telling her that I've totaled 3 cars. I like how he apparently knows my driving record - which yeah I don't know where he got that number from I haven't had an accident since like 2006 and that one was because a mattress hit me - and I don't think I can be blamed for that. So really no accidents since I was in high school which good lord was a long time ago.

This trip up to Indiana was really difficult for a lot of reasons, my Uncle and his family for starters. That was just so awful and my mind still boggles at how that happened. But to learn just how crazy and selfish the rest of my family is during this trip as well? It just made it all the more difficult and I'm glad to be back where we don't have to deal with those people again for a long while.

I've been glad to be home, despite missing the beautiful weather up there in Indiana terribly after the 109 degree day we had today I really miss that gorgeous 79 degree weather they were having up there, but its' good to be back in my bed, and it's good to have more than just the clothes I packed to wear, and it's good not to have to be constantly boy-wrangling, and it's good to have only my immediate family around me each day.

So I guess that's it. Things are getting back to normal, I need to start working on my big bang fic again I can do it I just need to push myself over the next few weeks. I think I'll be spending a lot of time on writeordie.

Yays for being back in Texas!

Well it looks like plans have finally been solidified. We shall be headed back to Texas on Saturday, and my aunt says she doesn't need me to stay here with her and the boys - which okay, I was totally fine with staying and helping out and all that, but man 10 year olds and 8 year olds are a pain in the butt. Especially ones who have been spoiled their entire lives and feel it necessary to say mean things to their older cousins, but yeah.

So we shall be headed back to Texas on Saturday, we have to get sister ready to go to college, and the new school year is fast approaching and I still need to find a job, and yeah just a lot of things need to get done in a short amount of time. August is going to be a busy month for the family.

And I am very excited about getting back into my own bed.

My family and I are still up here in Indiana. We had the memorial service for my uncle yesterday - it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'm not sure why that was, it could have been the truly dreadful bit of talking my other uncle did, or the way the priest seemed to say the same things over and over again while at the same time rushed through things. Or maybe we just did most of our grieving in the hospital this past week - I'm not sure really.

It still doesn't feel real, my grandmother died earlier this year and it still doesn't seem real that she's gone either. I'm not sure why that is. I mean I know I won't see my uncle or my oma again, but it doesn't feel like their really gone, and whether that is denial or that I am just calm in the notion that death isn't really an end I don't really know or care to be perfectly honest.

Through the loss of family members this year, I am feeling more and more firm in the idea that church or at least Christianity the way I've been going about it for most of my life is not really for me - It just, I don't know it seems silly. I don't know what is out there beyond ourselves, but it just seems like the boxes that most variations on Christianity seem to try and put us in are too small to contain what the world really is, what life really is.

I don't know, I didn't intend on writing anything like this, mostly I was going to update that things are still up in the air about what is happening, when we're going home, if I am staying up here or not. But I suppose seeing as the answer to all of that is 'I don't know' an update doesn't really do much good, does it?

My Aunt and cousins seem to be doing alright, we got to swim at a neighbor's house today and then we went and saw G-Force tonight, it was silly and pretty much as goofy as I expected from the previews - though I can't imagine anyone expecting a movie about guinea pig spies to be good in the first place - but the boys liked it and that was the important part.

Und now I think bed is calling my name.

When I was a little kid, probably 2 or so, my godfather thought it was the funniest thing in the world to get me to say the word 'hemoglobin' over and over and over again. I didn't even know what that word meant until I was in my teens, but it was something that we'd always say when we saw each other.

My Uncle Verne was my godfather.

He's been the one up in this hospital during the time that I've been here in Indiana. He had a kidney transplant this past year and things were looking really good for him after being so bad for so long. He and his family made the long drive down to Texas to visit all the family just last month. It was really great to see all of them, since it had been a while and they are the most sane bunch of the family we have.

Just about a week after their trip down to Texas my uncle ended up in the hospital with some sort of fever or something, they didn't really know. They thought maybe it was the kidney and they had him in a transplant ICU, but eventually it was decided it wasn't the kidney, so he was moved to a medical ICU. After nearly 2 weeks of tests and tons of doctors and different medicines, they didn't know what was causing the problem.

Today at 3:30 my uncle couldn't keep his body going anymore despite the breathing tubes, and all the medicines he was on. We are going through arrangements now. I don't know what my aunt and her boys are going to do, it's hard enough on me and I'm just his niece, his boys are just 8 and 10.

They need lots of prayers and thoughts right now and for the next several months at least.

We made it to Indiana late last night - it's a long drive from Austin to Indianapolis but we managed despite a neurotic aunt and a mentally slow cousin along for the ride as well.

Sickness is one of those things that is just so hard to understand. Despite all our advances of the last hundred years, we still can have something so small devastate us so quickly. It was a shock for me to see just how bad my uncle looked. My mom had told me some of what had been going on with him, but to see him there with all those wires and things coming out of him - well it was hard to see.

My aunt Connie just looks so ragged, though it's understandable. She's been practically living up at the hospital for the last week and a half and the doctors still don't know anything. It's just really scary, especially since this is the family that was just down to visit us right before the 4th. And now he's laying unconscious in a medical ICU bed with breathing tube.

I am going to end up staying here in Indiana after my mom and cousin and aunt leave. To help take care of the boys and things for my aunt - since it will probably still be a while longer before my uncle is able to leave the hospital. It's going to be interesting, but it should be fun I love my little cousins.

/end update

So my uncle is having some health problems. He's been having them for a while - he recently got a kidney transplant, and we thought he was on the mend. He and his family where down here not too long ago and it was really good to see all of them. Though not long after he left he ended up back in the hospital, though doctors don't seem to know what is happening with him now. They say it's not the transplant, and it's not a virus, but they don't know what is wrong. They had to use those paddles on him last night, to shock him.

My mom wants to go up and see them, and she suggested I go too - not only because he's my godfather and my favorite uncle, but my aunt is having trouble finding someone to watch her boys while she's trying to be with my uncle. And being as I am still jobless, it seems like a good idea for me to go up there.

I agree, so I might be going up to Indiana today or tomorrow to stay with them for a while. At least until things with my uncle get settled.

Not sure how much I'll be able to be online there while chasing after a 7 and 9 year old but we'll see.

Please keep my uncle in your thoughts and prayers, he's a good man.

You guys I have so much fic to be writing these days. I signed up for

rpf_big_bang and today I was stupid and went and signed up for

spn_meanttobe and let's not forget the Month of Misha fic I've been working which should be finished in a few days, and then the Month of Neville fic this summer either - and oh hey I've been wanting to write Star Trek fic, it's a good thing I haven't been able to come up with any plots or else we'd have to add that to the list as well.

But it's fun to be writing so much, I've started all of the fics that I need to be working on and I'm fairly confident that I'll get them done, and if it comes down to the wire I'll make

sparkysparky poke me about it until it's done :D

Also what is with groups claiming to be choirs but then not fucking singing anything? Can you call yourself a choir if you don't sing? I mean I'm pretty sure you have to at least sing a little bit to be called a choir.

Also since when is asking "What are you doing?" code for "You're a fucking idiot." Because I sure missed that memo and it would have been handy to know before I asked my mother that tonight.

Oh and I am going to buy a dell netbook 10v very soon. I am looking forward to it muchly, so finally I will be able to do things like watch spn and squee with people at the same time. It shall be much fun. I love tax returns. I got a big one this year and even with the cost of the netbook I'll still have a pretty hefty amount left to my name. So it is good.

And ..... yeah.

Went to Dallas this past weekend. An old friend of the family was getting married, so we went up for the wedding and to spend a day or two in the Dallas area.

We went up on Friday, and it rained the. whole. way. making our 3 hour trip more like 4 1/2. bleh. Pouring the whole way, bumper to bumper traffic, and people driving like assholes. I'm glad I wasn't in the driver's seat, I play navigator on family trips.

On friday, we went to a few Museums in Fort Worth, the Kimbell Art Museum, mom was very impressed that we got to see real Picasso's and such. And then to the Amun Carter Museum for like 5 minutes because it was closing at 5 and we got there at 4:52.

And then it was off to our very nice hotel before we went to meet my aunt and uncle and cousin. My goodness, I forget when I don't see them, but these people are mental. I can't even start to tell you all how mental they are, but it's terrible.

Also they're super catholic/conservative - which hey, I love catholics, and I love conservatives, but man when they start to insinuate that I don't know what I want and think and believe in because I don't have enough "life experience" then man I start to get my panties in a bunch. Rawr.

I was so so so so so tempted to come out this weekend, because man their heads would have totally exploded - and it might have been more than worth it. But alas, I didn't.

And then there was the wedding on Saturday, it was super short and we stayed at the reception for like 20 minutes before we bailed - because old family friends are nice and all, but we didn't know anyone else there. So instead we ended up at some mall we found on the drive out there, and had dinner and then saw Slumdog Millionaire, which hey was really good.

And then Sunday, we checked out of our very nice hotel and then met up with the crazies again and went to the Dallas Museum of Modern Art, to see the King Tut exhibit. We had to wait until 3 to see it though so we browsed through the rest of the museum first. And man it was so much fun, I forgot how much I love real museums. They had this amazing room that made everything black and white ... it was mind boggling, and then a room that intensified colors and stuff it was just really neat, and man the art. I love art - I think I need to start painting again, been too long.

And then there was the King Tut exhibit. There were sooooooo many people there D:

but it was kind of need to see all this stuff that had been buried for so so long, was more than a little disappointed when we didn't actually get to see King Tut though, because wut about all the hype. I expected him to be there. But he didn't show up apparently.

And then we had a late lunch/early dinner with the crazies, and man I didn't think we were ever going to get out of there, and they found out I'm not of the Christian persuasion anymore during the course of our talking - and my cousin man he just thought that was the craziest thing ever, and made sure to tell me I was going to go to hell. Which hey, I can deal.

And finally we got on the road and made it back to the homestead.

It was a good weekend all in all - even with the crazies and the rain and the lots of driving.

I had a good weekend.

And on to the life stuff.

I am thinking about going to see a psychologist... is that the one? To talk about things, I've just been so depressed recently, getting into major funks, and they're lasting way to long in most cases, and I just ... I want to live my life, instead of being in a funk all the time. And if seeing a doctor is what it takes to get better then I guess I can try that.

updates to come I'm sure.

Apparently they didn't break up - I still want to sucker punch my brother for what he did to his gf, but I am so glad she's going to be around for a while longer, I love that girl and she's so good for him and he is so lucky she is willing to put up with his shit.

In other less traumatic news...

The Accidental Husband = so much love. I love JDM so hard. There needs to be fic about this ... JDM can have his same character and Jensen will be the Uma Thurman the love doctor and Tom? Chris? Steven? ... someone else will be Colin Firth. Gah it would be so perfect.

Anyone want to write it for me? There needs to be more JDM fic in the world. Particularly JDM/JA. Amen.

We decided to open our new rpg Charing Cross early today, so it's up and running and I'm very excited for it to really get going. If anyone likes rp-ing you should look at our available characters, because we'd love to have a few more bodies, and we're a really fun bunch.

And that might be it for now. Going to finish Accidental Husband, then bed.

My brother is such a shit.

He has this girlfriend, who is really nice and sweet and funny, and totally great for him.

So I guess, it's only logical that he was going to fuck this up? I dunno, but I am pissed right now. She came over, in a very good mood this evening, showed me the really nice sunset and everything, and I went back to my room and she went to wait while my brother finished his shower.

And just when I am telling her she doesn't have to sit out in the dark, in the living room she comes into my room practically hyperventilating. She went through his texts - which yes, we could get into a whole debate about whether or not she should have done that, but done is done - he's been texting his ex.

The psycho ex who faked two pregnancies in an attempt to get him to marry her.

And ok so no big deal they've been texting, I text my ex - of course I am single right now too. Of course he's texting his ex about how he thinks about fucking her. He thinks about fucking that psycho who developed some new illness every week so she could never hold a job. And not only does he think about he texts her about it - and now his sweet nice wonderful girlfriend has seen it.

And god I just want to punch him for doing that to her.

It was a long night ... like woah.

Started off by a nice headache, which I almost thought would make my head explode. But after a lot of meds and lying in the dark for a good long while I started to feel better. And then having some dinner helped too.

And then there was my sister, the worst procrastinator in the history of the universe.

She has a science fair project due tomorrow. One that she's known about for months. She started this project the week before christmas, and apparently took 10 whole days of observation, and then did nothing else until today ... starting at oh 10 pm. So I got to stay up until... what time is it? 4:15am, yes, to make sure she finished the thing, because that's my job around here.

And now, I am going to finish downloading the season finale of Life season 1, and go to bed ... for a long time.

I was so close to telling my mom that I'm not the wonderfully straight as a pin daughter she thinks I am last night - the words there were there on my tongue, ready to just say them and I couldn't do it.

We were having a grand time playing Apples to Apples, which is a great game and tons of fun - we got it for Christmas so we've been playing it a lot since then. It's a game where one player chooses a card with an adjective on it and the rest of the players have to pick a noun card from their hand that they think best fits the selected adjective and then the judge chooses the one they like best.

So I was judge for the round, my adjective had something to do with stereotyping and I had a few different options but in the end I went with Rainbow for various reasons. And mom who mostly was just teasing said "Oh yeah you only chose that because you're the gay lover."

And then that spawned this whole conversation about how I am a lesbiterian (which is the fun name my family uses when making fun of lesbians) and I told mom non-jokingly that one day I really was going to bring home a nice girl for her to meet, and she told me that that wouldn't happen in her house.

It's always nice knowing that your mom will throw you out when you do finally decide to come out to her. I'm excited for that day.

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