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sucky Saturdays and sensible Sundays
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sucky Saturdays and sensible Sundays It would appear that Sunday is a little bit of a mixed bag when it comes to jotting thoughts about yesterday; Mom is getting ready to shuffle off to church and the muttifer and I will probably find a movie to watch that I wouldn't dream of watching when Mom is around (seldom porn, although it's been known to happen on rare occasion). Sunday tends to be my morning for horror flicks; last Sunday I did "No One Lives" ...which I thought was awesome (and not in a bad b-grade way); it's now up there with "Sinister" in my favorite "newer" horror (-ish) flicks. If you haven't heard of it, don't watch the trailer ...just get the movie and take my word for it. I watched the trailer, and wished I hadn't (although to be fair, I never would have given the movie a second glance if I hadn't watched the trailer); of course I didn't have the benefit of having myself there to tell me not to watch the trailer though. I appreciate that the site has elected to let us now know when we visit out own blog at least. (perhaps they had this sort of dilemma in mind) When someone else mentioned this development in her blog, I commented that for some time I had this feeling that someone had been blog stalking me, and it was nice to be able to confirm that I was indeed, blog-stalking myself. So. The super suckage part of the morning was a text from a friend telling me I needed to check my e-mail. Nothing else ...just to check my e-mail. I looked at the mailbox icon on my phone, and nothing was showing ...in fact, my mailbox had been quiet for a few days (I think it may have something to do with that whole "you have to actually send e-mails to people to receive them in return" thing). I have a separate account for all the "you have received flirts from 3 sweaty guys from Nigeria using photos from last months 'Cosmo' whose profiles will already be deleted by the time you log in, but we just wanted to let you know in case you might suddenly feel inclined to give us your CC# if you see any activity whatsoever" e-mails that help keep my unending loneliness in check. I opened the mail app, and it gave me an error ...so I pulled out the laptop, and couldn't login there either; after about the third try, it redirected me to a screen to ask some security questions and then to change my password. One I got through all that, there were a veritable ton of e-mails waiting ...most of them failure notices, but a few from family and friends replying to mail I never sent ...all in the general neighborhood of "dewd, ...I think you've been hacked." I was really disappointed that I had missed out on the e-mail from the telling me that they were shutting down my e-mail; I might have fixed it sooner otherwise. I gotta give kudos though, because they shut it down QUICKLY. Just a tip to keep in mind: if your e-mail gives you the option to put a picture on your login screen, DO IT AND PAY ATTENTION TO IT! That's the preferred method for getting your passwords these days (it's called "phishing" ...we've all heard of it). So anyway ...while I'm running virus scans on everything "just in case" I guess I figured it wasn't right to have only my own day fucked up, and if you can't bring "man's best friend" down with you, who else is there (knowing of course, that your 80 year-old Mom would kick your ass if you tried anything)?! Yes ...I'd actually been procrastinating on it for a few weeks, but the muttifer's hair was getting just a little too long for the Texas heat. Out come the scissors and trimmer, and there goes his nice little day of looking all peaceful n' stuff. He really is pretty well behaved about the whole thing, although he'd rather skip straight to the end-product (as would I ...after a half-hour or so, we both start getting pretty sick of each other). Doggie<b> discipline </font></b>usually isn't much of an issue; he tells us what he wants and we do it for him. Alas, the dreaded haircuts (and bath afterward) don't quite work that way. If anyone is amused by "dogs who look like their owner" pics, I posted a picture of him back here a couple of years ago: the importance of keeping spare As much as I hate pimping my own blog, I guess somebody has to (self-pimping, self-blog stalking, self uhm, service, ...where does it all end?). So he feels MUCH better now (especially with the whole "being over with" part). Last night was a bit of a first though ...in eleven years, it was the first time I can ever recall him waking me up at 3am needing to go out. I grudgingly got up and let him out (as if he'd have let me even consider ignoring him); of course he came back in and promptly drank half his water dish (to re-fill I guess). The bright side is that I got woke up this morning in an entirely new way. I felt a "thump thump thump" at 7am (about a half hour later than usual), and opened my eyes to see a doggy face staring at me from the pillow next to me rather than the whining and wet nose treatment, and a waggy waggy tail just thumping away. Okay, I guess I could think of slightly more pleasant ways to be awakened that don't involve rotten muttifers, but the "cute-meter" was sure better than the average lately! |
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