PBS

I never bought a converter box. I had DirecTv. Now, that I don't have DirecTv and Emily should be rotting in hell, I have no television.
From what I understand, there aren't any converter boxes left. Paul found a guy that was selling one. I cannot afford to buy one.
I have had my eye on the antenna that you plug into the tv. The modern day rabbit ears. The first one I found, you have to have a converter box. Today I found an antenna that you can plug directly into the television.
I messed around with the channel search. I search through cable and I get two Spanish channels. I search through television and I pick up a few more channels. I got to shopping channels and three or four PBS channels.
So, I get to learn about stuff in HD.
By the way, I am thinking about selling Logan. I'm tired of making discoveries in random areas.

Fork In The Road

For now, things are starting to come together and mellow out. Then it will start going haywire again. I have got my medical bills on a payment plan. My assessment with work is almost over.
I am hoping for the best. I really want to work there because it is cozy and I like everyone. Well, the ones that don't cause me issues that is. I haven't been doing very well. Most people are like, " Don't worry about the assessment." I wouldn't if it weren't for the numbers they say I have to meet. I also have to face the fact that people talk about stressful things. The last class had about 20 people in it...8 passed. I know I can sell stuff, I just don't know what it is that I need to say. My timing is horrible. The other person has to be emotionally present. Is anyone emotionally checked in these days? Not really.
I'm not trying to think negative either. I have no intention of being a negative Nancy. Unfortunately, for those trying to get in my path have been feeling my wrath. If it is anything I despise, it is a run around. I try to keep to myself as much as humanly possible. Why? Well, the answer to my question is either right or wrong and I get both a wrong and right answer at the same time. I get an answer that doesn't have anything to do with my question. It ticks me off. The last person that did it got an earful about how the confusion made me feel. I wasn't mad at him nor was I taking it out on him. I am certain he had too much pride and wore his emotions on his sleeve. Things like that make it difficult to get things done in a timely fashion. Are you confused? Good.
I had started my orientation for University of Phoenix. It started up a little late. There were two people I had to speak to first and I have been wrapped up in three dilemmas, it was virtually impossible. The past three nights was orientation for the online schooling. I think it went well. I was really confused.
I am doing all of this "fun" stuff on the side and I hop into college? I looked at the website and it was all gibberish to me. It doesn't help either when there are a ton of distractions at home that are not needed. I think I am going to start hanging out in Meridian if I don't start getting some quiet around here.

Saved Up Drug Money

I have made it a habit to make fun of my neighbors. It's what makes them more tolerable.
They have been remodeling their house. I don't know how. The wife works at a grocery store. The husband is at home all the time. The kids, well I don't know what to make of the kids. They are a little special.
They put a new roof on the house. For this I am grateful. Their roof made me hope that I didn't come across a pyro. I wish they would redo the roof on the shed that overlaps into my property. They also built another shed in the backyard. One of their kids stays in it. Makes me wonder what is going to start happening next with the thug wannabe.
They put new siding on the house. The obnoxious people doing the work said that they would do anything...even me. Yeah, I want to do business with you. Don't call me, I'll call you. I am not going to go halfsies on the freaking fence.
They painted their house a nice red color. Then out of no where, a new deck appears in the front. They also chopped down the plum tree.
You would almost think that there is a completely new house next door. The inside still needs to be worked on. From what I understand, that is going to be done next year.
They sell meth I tell ya. I would turn them in but I am afraid that the police would think it is me. My house reeks of the urine from the neighbors cats. That's why they have so many felines, you see. It's to throw off the authorities by making the houses next door stink.
I am just chalk full of conspiracies today. I think I made a poor old lady paranoid about the safety of her identity. Seriously, it doesn't take much. All someone needs is your name and they are all set. In case you didn't know, weirdos existed before the Internet even did.

Disappearing Act

Just as soon as the griping started, things in the kitchen started to vanish. It started with the silver ware. I think He is eating them. I ran out of forks and I ran out of the spoons and now I am running out of butter knives.
The dishes have been vanishing as well. I look in the cupboards and ask where are the freaking bowls? Where are my plates? I am getting sick and tired of the disrespect. I use this stuff.
There was a morning when the dishes were done. The kitchen was clean. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, dishes appear. I made a decision. All dishes are going in the room. He is trying to trick us into doing dishes.
Paul decided to put the dishes into a cupboard and put a latch on it. If anyone wants to know where the dishes are, they are going to have to speak with me.

Halloween

Frankenpumpkin

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Frank's The Man

Frank has always been the center of attention. It doesn't matter if he has a good hair cut or if he hasn't had a hair cut in a while. People love him. He has a unique personality and a distinct look. Today was his day.
I went to the vet in Boise to get his nails done. I have decided not to go to anyone in Nampa. I think someone in town had messed up his nails. The vets over in Nampa have been quite rude the last couple times I had visited. So, I see the same vet that had seen my cat Lucky ages ago. He was given a treat. Frank doesn't take cookies from strangers. When he was getting his nails done, he whimpered through the whole ordeal. No yipping, thank goodness. One vet hugged and kissed him the whole time. At the end of it all, I didn't have to pay anything.
We go to Petsmart and do a little shopping. There were puppies everywhere today. Everyone had to stop and pet Frank. The cashier gave him a cookie.
Then we go for a stroll downtown tonight. I wanted to do something a little different for Halloween. Just about everyone noticed Frank. Poor dog, he was dressed as a pumpkin. Oh look! A dog!
A foreign family stopped us dead in our tracks. The baby wanted to see Frank. Frank kept on walking away from her. I don't think he is used to people that small. They were getting a little over excited. I felt a small vibration through the leash. He was growling. One of them asked if the baby could see the leash. Nope, he might run away. I thought they might steal him as well. We parted ways. The baby wanted to follow us.
Another person stopped him to pet him. The last couple we ran into wanted to give Frank a bone. So, the lady gave us a dollar to give him one.
We made it home. Now everyone is pooped, it has been a long day. Happy Halloween everyone!

Trick Or Treat

Smell my feet, give me something good to eat. If you don't, I don't care. I'll pull down your underwear!