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Pot smokers and public pissers.

It’s truly pitiful that I’m more often than not too lazy to update this blog. I’ve been Twittering more often lately, but it’s lost its cool this week as I’ve come to the conclusion that the website is a horrific piece of shit. Every time I go to pretty much any page, I get redirected to the “something is technically wrong” page. Something has been technically wrong for quite a while now. Seriously, how is this not fixed?

I have no faith in their competency, so I don’t know that I’ll end up keeping up with it much anymore or not. Which is a shame, it started out so fun. Eh, they get their shit together and I stop seeing those messages every single day, perhaps I’ll get over it.

I have a couple ridiculous stories about my apartment complex. For a bit of background, I live in a primarily “college” town, as Texas A&M University is the main attraction around here. However, Andy and I live in a newer area, in some pretty nice apartments that were built around 2001. We’ve been there in a 3rd floor apartment since May 2005, and for the most part it’s been noticeably different than our last apartment complex, where the majority of the residents were students. It’s usually tame here, and many residents are older.

Anyway. We’ve had some new people move in below us, and I could swear that it’s a couple with children, perhaps 5 to 8 years old. Something like that. And interestingly enough, since they’ve moved in, on several occasions I have noticed a rather strong smell of pot.

Whatever, I don’t particularly care what people do, but you know, I’d rather not smell it. But even if I just smell it in passing, that’s not such a big deal.

Well, last week we had very nice weather and I’ve been leaving the balcony sliding-door cracked open. One evening, I stepped out for not more than 10 or 15 minutes, come back and the apartment is filled with smoke and completely reeks of pot. Absolutely and utterly nasty smell; seriously, I’m actually surprised the smoke detectors didn’t go off.

I was very, well, verbal and stomping, when I discovered this, and I think the people below must have heard me (I hope they fucking did), because soon the smell dissipated outside and then eventually I was able to air out the apartment. And I haven’t smelled anything fishy since.

But this whole thing really leaves me wondering. First, who in their right mind smokes pot outside in the open in a populated yuppy apartment complex? That’s just stupid right there. Two, don’t these people have children?

I’m not completely sure it was the people right below us doing the smoking, but I can’t make sense of it being anyone else due to the intensity of the smell.

It crossed my mind that maybe the person has cancer or glaucoma or something? I don’t know, I can’t imagine too many college-aged potheads being stupid enough to smoke out in the open like that. It’s just asking for trouble.

Okay, story two. This Friday, Andy went out and came home sometime after mid-night. He tells me that when he pulled up to park, there was a strange guy standing outside near a small (non-bushy!) shrub/tree. Can you guess what this guy was doing? I did, and frankly, it’s quite sad that I did.

He was taking a pee.

Now, how does this make any sense? First, we’re in a gated apartment complex. This guy would have to either live here or be visiting someone. Either way, can he not use the damn toilet? Second, I like how he choose a small, bare shrub out in the middle of the open parking area to do his business, where if he really wanted to pee outside, it would have made much more sense to go by one of the giant trees in the back, where probably no one would have noticed.

I honestly do not know what is wrong with these loons.

This post doesn’t deserve a title.

So, I’ve managed to gain interest in Twitter, a silly social site where you just post one-liners many times a day.  Haha.  I set up an account quite some time ago, but never felt a desire to use it until last week.  And now I’m sucked in!  It’s quite entertaining.  Do any of you Twitter?  Let me know if you do; I don’t know hardly anyone on there.

My neck hurts.  Lord knows what I did to it.  Slept wrong or something.  But it’s super annoying and I want to go home.  I’d want to go home anyway, but now I just really, really want to go home.

This is such a long week, though immensely shorter than last week.  This week at least was broken up by a trip to Temple.  I LOVE my bi-monthly trips to Temple.  The drive from Bryan to Temple, TX is probably the best drive through the state I’ve ever been on.  I travel on farm roads that are very low traffic, and all that’s there are some fields, cows, and wild flowers.  It rocks.  I’m going to be sad when I finish my work I’m doing there and won’t be able to go as often.

I finally read The Da Vinci Code.  I know, I’m so late at jumping on bandwagons here.  But anyway, man, what an awesome book!  I understand why it was so insanely popular.  Kind of reminds me of the show Alias, without all the ass-kicking.  I don’t have much else to add to that, other than that now he’s the author I’m going to obsess over.  I’m reading Angels and Demons now.

UM. WHAT ELSE?  I got nothing.  Which sucks, because I don’t really want to get back to work yet.  The internet is very boring today, and I apologize for just adding to that, but eh, what are you going to do?

Yawn, shmawn

Ugh.  I am so burnt out from work right now.  Well, not so much the work as the getting up early and sitting in the office for eight hours.  God, that just doesn’t get any easier.  Actually, it gets harder.  And I’m only 27, so how horrible is this going to be in 20 years?

Sigh.  I want a vacation.  One that doesn’t end.

Yawn.  I think my Wordpress stopped emailing me about new comments on here, so there were some from a while back that I didn’t see until today.  Whoops.  Well, I’ll just respond here: thanks for the comments; I’m glad others are excited about Sims 3 like me.

I haven’t been able to play Sims 2 a whole lot lately because of work, and last time I played I managed to bore myself; I think because I was at a stage where I have lots of children in various families that I want to grow up together, but it takes forever because they’re on different lots.  And this got me to thinking that I will really enjoy the simultaneous aging feature they’ve mentioned for Sims 3.  I would just love the option for some of my families to just coast along while I play my main family.  Trying to keep up with 3 or 4 side families that only exist to add flavor to my main family is such a pain sometimes.  In fact, it is the reason I stopped playing my Tomato family from last summer.

I don’t think I’d always want all the sims to age without my playing them; however, I can’t imagine this feature working without it being optional–like free will.  Lots of people are getting their panties in a bunch about this simultaneous aging feature, but I don’t think it will be so extreme.

But, I could be wrong.

How is it not the weekend yet?  Last weekend wasn’t much of a weekend for me because I had to work.  I have to work this weekend as well, but I don’t think it will be quite so much.  Hopefully I will be able to get back into my Flounder family, and send generation 5, Calvin, to Uni.  All previous generations went to Academie Le Tour (I don’t even remember is this is the proper spelling–eh, I’ll look it up later), but Calvin has decided to go to La Fiesta Tech.  Along with about 7 other kids–his cousin, Molly’s son, I think his name is Billy, Tiki the alien’s daughters, Tiki’s sister, Tina’s twins, and also his girlfriend, a surprisingly cute townie I aged with him since childhood.  I forget her name.  And lots of the others’ names.  This is what happens when I don’t get to play much.

Okay, time to cut my babbling short.  Lunch.

My name is Jaclyn and I can’t stop thinking about ninjas.

Why can’t all pills just be gel-capped?  There are few things worse than trying to swallow a big chalky pill and it sticking to the roof of my mouth.  Oh God, the awfulness.  And there’s just no chance of it going down after that happens.  Because now it’s all wet and more sticky, and fuck it, I might as well just ralph in the sink.

So what’s new?  I’ve been back at work a week now, though my sleep schedule isn’t quite what it was before the holidays.  Last week I actually went to bed rather early several nights; however, due to a big conference, I also had to be up extra early.  So although last week was my first week back, it wasn’t a normal week.  This week everything turns back to normal.  The college students are back.  Oh, joy.  Well, I’m glad my student worker is starting classes again, because fuck all if I have anything for him to do right now.  And finding things for him to do prevents me from doing things I really need to be doing that I can’t have him help with because that would be a disaster.

I still don’t like it.  I still haven’t gotten used to it.  I don’t think I will.  Oh, sigh.

That’s too vague, but I can’t really be less vague here about it, can I?  Moving on.

I played The Sims 2 last night!  Actually played a family for the first time in months.  I sent a sim on vacation and spent a ridiculous amount of time chasing the ninja around.  Those questions the ninja gives SUCK.  Damn it, the right answer is always the opposite of what I think it is.  Then I’ll try and be smart and choose the opposite…and that’s wrong too.  Stupid ninja.

You know, when I was in college, we had a thing for ninjas?  Well, I had some rather silly friends, and we happened to come across this website about REAL NINJAS and got obsessed.  We might have even run around campus dressed as ninjas a few times.  It was highly amusing.  To give you an idea of the kind of people I’m talking about, here’s a picture of one of them on my bed in my old dorm room.  I really miss 2001 sometimes.  It was one of the more carefree and ridiculous times in my life, where I did a whole lot of stupid things.  I could never go back to it, but it was indeed a cool year.  And by cool, I mean totally sweet.

That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact.

During my extended vacation from work, I have been sleeping in opposites (going to bed around 8 or 9 am and getting up near 5 or 6 pm) and watching lots of movies. And also eating lots of popcorn, but we won’t dwell on that.

I just finished watching The Libertine a few minutes ago, and I must say–what a strange movie. Yet, not strange at all if you consider it’s a Johnny Depp movie. It starts out with a very entertaining monologue, and I think Johnny’s character, the Earl of Rochester, keeps up these entertaining, bizarre speeches throughout. I think my favorite part is the Earl’s play, just because I wasn’t expecting anything quite that extreme, though I don’t know why. This movie had me thinking WTF several times throughout, but I think I liked it. I think.

Before that, I watched I Love You, I Love You Not, with Claire Danes and Jude Law. Oh, they were young. How was that a 1997 movie? Well, Jude Law was much older than his character, and I found that a bit weird throughout. It was an okay movie. The plot seems like it could have been much better developed. I would have liked more from the Grandmother’s story, most definitely, and the ending scene with Jude Law left much to be desired. But I liked the complete and utter awkwardness of Claire Danes’ character anyhow. Meh.

Early Friday morning I watched The Cider House Rules. Good movie. Interesting movie. Tobey Maguire–not my favorite, but I liked his character. Man, that Mr. Rose and Rose Rose thing sure came out of no where for me though. God, what the hell was that? Perhaps a more appropriate question is why? I had liked them. But oh well, I’ll get over it.

Yesterday I watched Gone in 60 Seconds. Haha, yes, I had not seen that movie before. I liked it! I liked it a lot for an action movie, which I usually find utterly ridiculous. It was a bit goofy, as most action movies are, but I enjoyed the thoroughly ridiculous car chase scene. And well, honestly, I just like Angelina Jolie and Giovanni Ribisi.

A few days ago, I watched Waitress, which my mom gave me on DVD for Christmas, and I like this most of these movies I’ve listed. Of course, how can you go wrong with my dear Felicity’s Keri Russell and Firefly’s Nathan Fillion? This movie was super funny and incredibly cute and clever. Not the most satisfying ending ever, but it was a good and fitting one, none the less.

I may have watched some other movies, but they’re escaping me for the moment. I’m dreading going back to work already. Monday morning will be a sad one. Should I just not sleep, since I’m staying up later than the time I’d need to be at work anyway? I tried that once last year, and it did not go so well. But then, trying to fix it beforehand with my lack of will power won’t work either. We shall see.

Underground parties, Andy Warhol everywhere

Happy 2008, everyone! It’s officially 5 hours into the new year, and yes, my sleep schedule is screwed up beyond belief. Well, I suppose it’s not really beyond belief, so much as it is totally predictable. Perhaps I should make a resolution to sleep like a normal adult this year, but I don’t much feel like it, so, fuck it. Vampire-by-weekend-and-holiday schedule it is!

I’m not very good at new year resolutions. Big shocker, I know. But I do like to fantasize about how awesome life would be if I stuck to resolutions. So, I’m going to list out some things that I would like to change/do in 2008, but most likely won’t because I’m a big, lazy, good for nothing turd.

1. Number one, of course, would be to stop being such a fat-ass. Such a typical fat person resolution, but you know, like a diluted fat child, I do believe that all of life’s problems would be completely solved if only I were skinny. And I say this jokingly, yet, I truly do believe this in a sense. Yes, I’m actually that screwed up. But, as much as I want to be thin, I also want to eat lots and lots of wondrous junk food and not exercise ever. So, okay, let’s modify this resolution a bit: in 2008, I resolve to discover a magic drug that allows me to eat what I want, not exercise, drop 100 pounds, and stay alive! Fantastic!
2. Okay, moving on. I think another good resolution would be to stop dicking around on the computer so much. See, this kind of leads in to resolution number one a bit. I would like to stop wasting time on forums and such things. I’ve actually been better about this quite a bit recently, though I still check them constantly and waste energy being annoyed with idiots. It would be much more beneficial to me to spend my extra-curricular computer time reading and working on Sim stories and sticking to my own website community, I do think.
3. I will also resolve to finish I Woke Up LA this year. HAHA. Can you believe I started this in January 2006? How ridiculous am I? My characters are about to be old farts. I really want to finish this story and move on to other stories, because I think writing is a wonderfully rewarding hobby I’ve picked up. I want to do more of it, and put things out in a more timely manner. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m in the mood to listen to Radiohead again.

Only a few more hours to go, and I’ll be off from work for two whole weeks.  TWO. WHOLE. WEEKS.  That’s the longest I’ve had off work at once in a very long time.  I don’t typically take long vacations during the summer or anything, because, well, what’s the point?  Andy gets perhaps 3 hours off a year, so we wouldn’t exactly go anywhere.  But Christmas falling where it is this year, it made it easy for me to take off the rest of the week following New Year’s, so I’m getting a long vacation.

It will probably go by too fast and end up seeming like 2 days, but oh well.

So, seeing as I will be gone for such an extended period of time, I don’t see much of a point and doing anything at all today at work.  I spent the morning cleaning out the inside of my desk, which happens to not have been cleaned in at least 2 years.  Perhaps 3.  I found tax forms from 2004 in there.  Awesome.  And old print outs of website layouts from ages ago.  Which seriously made me wonder what on earth was wrong with me back then for using such hideous typography.

And right now, just after lunch, I’m making backups of everything to an external drive for off-site keeping.  You know, just in case the building burns down.  After this is done, there’s no telling what I’ll do.

I’ll tell you what I want to do, and that’s watch Quarterlife.  A couple days ago, this series was mentioned in my Live Journal friends list, and I decided to check it out.  What an awesome decision that was!  I was instantly hooked.  Such an entertaining character drama.  If you like my Sim stories, I think you would like this show.  Kind of melodramatic, and some critics describe it as angsty, but it’s good melodrama and angst.  I like the characters, and the main girl, Dylan looks just like Courtney Cox, it’s rather uncanny.

It’s entirely on the internet for now, released twice a week, I think.  But I also think I read it’s being picked up by NBC.  Which is interesting.  After watching all the episodes out thus far, I have a hard time imagining this being on TV instead of the net.

And that’s all I have to say for now, I suppose.  1:36 PM.  Go faster, time.

Hope you all have a wonderful holiday!

Donny, please.

I very much need to respond to comments on the last entry as well as respond to some email questions. I will get to them eventually, I promise. In the meantime, I want to rant.

Rant about what, you ask?

Sims2.com guest-book signers, that’s what. I would love to know just how it is possible to actually read my stories and yet miss all the times I’ve said to come to my website for a big list of custom content sites. Or how they can miss when I say that, No, I will not upload my characters to the exchange, but they are in fact available on my website.

Jesus Christ. I love you for reading my stories, I honestly do, but I just cannot help you if you don’t pay attention to things I try to make so plainly obvious. It’s kind of like when people ask questions to things that can so easily be found on Google, like unit conversions or something. Really, it is not rocket surgery. (This is not to discourage those of you asking normal questions. It’s just these repeaters on my guest-book that make me run in crazy circles. Actually, it’s these people that made me shut off my guest-book last time. But I’m trying to focus on all the great messages instead.)

Moving on. I have not yet started Chapter 9, nor have I opened my Sims 2 game since releasing chapters 7 and 8 still. So nothing new there, and there won’t be until after the new year.

I freaked out yesterday because I realized I only have one week until I start my holidays, during which I’ll be in either Dallas or Houston through the new year visiting my family and Andy’s. Have I Christmas shopped yet? Of course not!

Stupid? Oh yes, very. But then I calmed myself later in the evening (starting around the time I should have gone to bed) when Andy introduced me to Facebook’s Flixster Application and I became beyond obsessed and stayed up after two in the morning rating movies. If you can name what movie this post’s title came from, you’ll be extra awesome in my book.

Hey Peter, what’s happening?

So I haven’t loaded The Sims 2 since releasing the last chapters of I Woke Up LA. That’s quite a long time for me to go without Sims! I haven’t felt much like playing the game, and random picture creating seems to have lost some pizazz lately. Everyone is so into editing these poses of their Sims to the point that they just don’t look like Sim pictures anymore; they look hand drawn. Which is fine, as far as a picture goes, I guess. But it’s not Sims. I miss good old fashioned Sims pictures (with properly-sized body parts, mother of God!).

I can appreciate editing and I like editing hair and poses when I really want to achieve something that the game doesn’t allow. But ughargh, it’s just spurred into something else entirely in the community lately, and I’m finding myself quite nostalgic, wishing it were two years ago in the Sim world.

Anyway, I’ll get over it. I thought about loading up my game tonight and making a picture of I Woke Up LA characters, but decided to clear some America’s Next Top Model off of the DVR because it’s become quite full (I’m still watching Days episodes from October)! I was three weeks behind, but now I’m all caught up. I’m sad at who left this last episode, though at the same time, I feel it was time for her to go. I actually like all four of the girls left quite a bit! Which is a change from my opinions of last season, I think. Jenna is my least favorite of the four though; I can appreciate her sarcastic humor, of course, however, use your head dear! Time and a place for such things! In front of Nigel is not one of them. Though I must admit, I find it hilarious when they’re together because it seems they just really can’t stand one another.

Can you tell I’ve just been watching this show for near three hours? Moving on. Read the rest of this entry »

Now I like to put myself in the Type 2 category!

One week one week one week one week one week.

Until Thanksgiving break.

Maybe, if I’m super productive, it’ll be one week until I Woke Up LA 7 and 8 come out. Oh, I shouldn’t tease you like that. I planned to be much more productive this weekend than I was, but I ended up sleeping it away as usual. I blame the shitty work week schedule for this. In fact, it is entirely work’s fault that these chapters weren’t released months ago. Stupid needing money to live!

Anyway, I might go crazy before Thanksgiving gets here. I’m taking off two extra days, the day before Thanksgiving, and the Monday after, just because I can and because if I don’t, I’ll completely lose it.

Right now, I’m having to work on the world’s worst project (and by “right now” I mean “will start when I can muster up the will power”), which involves me sifting through hundreds of pictures of DEAD ANIMALS and fitting them into a decision tree system which tells a user the best method to dispose of animal carcasses. You just don’t get much grosser than that. Unless you’re the person doing the disposing. In which case, I think you’re loony, but glad someone is there to do it. I’m fighting some strong urges to upload some of these pictures for you now so you can share in my joy. But, I won’t do it.

So anyone else think this writer’s strike sucks major ass cakes? I agree with the writers and blame the Big Guys in Suits for being monstrous (particularly for resorting to firing all staff from The Office–what the fuck is that?), but damn it all, I’m going to be major cranky when my shows stop airing new episodes. >:[ I guess it’s a good thing I’m several weeks behind on Days of Our Lives right now.

Ugh, I tried out this hand sanitizer stuff in the bathroom and it fucking smells. I’m going to have to go back in there and wash it off because this is just nauseating. I do hate that my nose is by far my strongest sense. It’s very annoying in situations like this and when Andy has garlic flavored chicken wings.

This scattered post brought to you by and inspired by Halle-I-Weaned-Myself-Off-Insulin Berry, who is now toward the top of my incredibly stupid celebrity list. It’s one thing for any random person who doesn’t live with or know anyone who has diabetes to make a statement like that. It’s another for a person who has supposedly lived with some type of diabetes for nearly 20 years, and who is supposedly a spokesperson for the disease to make a statement to the press that is so completely and utterly wrong in every way imaginable. Way to add to the confusion, ding dong.