centerspire: ([sw] Seriously. Bad. Choices.)
I'm officially an investor now! Yay?! I had some money in TRS that stopped accruing interest, so I rolled it over today into an IRA. Here's hoping it makes enough money so that I don't have to eat cat food when I retire. So, this year was my last easy tax year. No biggie...I guess...gulp. Being an adult is totally uncool.

And here, you have to watch this. I'm pretty convinced that I'll never have kids, but if I do, he or she will definitely be as cool as this little girl. (There are so many great quotes in this clip...I may have to do an icon set.)
Well, the personal angst about this morning totally eclipsed the actual event. Which is good.

All I have to say is, Thank God for my Super-awesome-hippie-lady doctor!

But I'm going back to bed now. Didn't sleep last night because of TEH!ANGST!
Eep.
...or you could just tell me to STFU and stop being a wussy. Cut for a little girly TMI. )

On a totally different note...I was going to do a whole big Star Wars: Episodes I-VI marathon today, but I fear it's a little late to start now. So I think I'll just watch III and save the marathon for next week. I have laundry and beading to get done...and maybe some sleeping.
First of all...I have lots of things to say about Dave's funeral, but I'm exhausted both physically and emotionally from the whole ordeal (I can only imagine what his family's going through). I called in yesterday because I just couldn't get out of bed. So I think I'll wait a little while and post some thoughts later. Besides, y'all were total troopers for getting through those last few posts. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] meyerlemon for the much needed and quite funny distraction.


Now...for some thoughts on last Friday's Battlestar Galactica.

2.04 Resistance )
I know my mind should be on Dave's family...but all I can think about right now is how this crap-hole I'm staying in doesn't have skiffy...so I'm going to miss BSG. I'm recording it at home, but it'd really be nice to get to watch it tonight. A little comfort amidst the chaos. Yes, I'm going to hell.

This is really one of the first adult ventures I've undertaken. Yes, I pay my bill and go to work, but other than that, I'm pretty much one of those people who never stopped living their childhood. Well, the flight was fine, but my seat was 12D and it was the last seat on the plane, if that's any indication of how small the plane was. I hate window seats, so that's exactly what I got. But the flight was smooth thanks to Captain Chatty (seriously, this guy talked a lot).

Rental car place was fine, although, the lady asked if I was renting the car for business or leisure. Well, that's not really much of a choice. It's a hundai (sp?) sonata. It has a sunroof (whee)! Although when I was driving back from dinner, the check engine light came on. I think it's me. I think I cause the check engine light, not an actual engine problem (mine has been on for 3 years).

Luckily, everything is pretty close to the airport. I checked-in to the motel next. It is truly a disaster. I knew coming in that this was not going to be the Ritz, but ewww. This is a place that I would ask for my money back if this wasn't a packaged deal. It was cheaper to buy the ticket and the motel than just the ticket. Oh well, it's just a place to sleep and bathe.

I rested for a while and got dressed to go to the funeral home. That's when it kind of hit me. I really didn't want to go, but I wanted to see Melissa, so I sucked it up and went, giving myself the "be strong" pep talk the whole way.

I wasn't sure I was going to be able to be in the room with Dave, but I saw Melissa and it was okay. I made a beeline for her. She was happy to see me, surprised I made it. Seeing Dave was easier than I thought... I didn't go up to the coffin...but he really didn't look like the Dave I knew, he had a lot of weight gain from the chemo, and he had much longer hair when we lived in Texas.

Melissa was the only person I knew there, and I'm a horrible people person, so I bolted after about 30 minutes. I didn't break down until I got back to the car, so...small victory.

My friend Gonzo is driving down from Chicago...I'm really excited that I won't be alone tomorrow.

If you have a spare thought tomorrow...think about me. Or at least, think "don't cry all day, Kelly."

Okay, gang.

Aug. 5th, 2005 10:13 am
I'm off to Cincinnati for Dave's funeral. I should have my Sidekick with me, but I'm not sure how out of state charges work, so I may be on or may not. One of my friends from Chicago is coming for the funeral, so I won't feel so alone. Which is great. I was a little nervous about doing this by myself. Being an adult kinda sucks.

BTW, [livejournal.com profile] bonedaddybruce, if you took one of my shifts, I really appreciate it. (I was going to say I'll make you cookies when I get back, but that's too many carbs, huh? Some other treat that's diet friendly.)

Kisses.

Bleh.

Jan. 12th, 2005 12:11 pm
I got called into work yesterday, and the first news I got was that one of our shop guys died in a plane crash. John wasn't a good friend or anything, but he was a great guy and he knew my name. Then I get an email from another friend from work that her ulcerative colitis has gotten so bad that she's going to be in the hospital for the next month or so getting two or more surgeries to remove her colon.

So today, only happy news, please. And good episodes of Lost and Alias.
So, I go to the park to get my picture taken, and I stop first to buy a festive hat. My bank card is declined. Interesting. I have my pictures taken and move along my merry way, but the fact that I know I have money in my account begins to eat at me. So I call the roomie, who is at the computer and find out I have $.79 in my account. I've forgotten to record a purchase. But, no biggie, I'll go home, get the XBOX check and put it in my account and all will be right with the world.

Oh, if that were the end. I go to pay for my pictures and my work ID snaps in half. And I'm not talking about a crack, I'm talking two pieces. So now, I have to go to access control before I go home and get the XBOX check and go to the bank. Great if it wasn't almost 4pm.

But I got by with a little help from my friends. And ROTK is tomorrow, so, it can't all be bad. Plus, I stuffed myself silly at dinner.
Yeah, so I just paid my bills (excluding rent, eek). Sorry to go all Disney, but, never grow up (thanks, Peter). Don't grow up and don't be stupid in college (with money, feel free to be stupid about other things).

However, while doing bills, I watched If These Walls Could Talk 2. Now that was good. And, Chloe Sevigny makes one handsome cross-dressing lesbian. Now, it's no secret that I have a HUGE (!!!) crush on Jennifer Garner, but I might have to extend the crush list...

Off to buy more stuff I don't need.

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