Happy Thanksgiving

Although I am thankful there is a roof over my head, my nerves are a wreck because people cannot get along like adults. If I think about it, when I lived at Rob's house I never got along with the drama queens that moved in and out of the house. Even after I place a lock box on the thermostat, people still tamper it. Even after I put mesh wire on the openings, people mess with it and I end up yelling at one of the room mates for screwing with it. Then he claimed that he never touched it...yep I am sure it is programmed to turn down to 62 degrees. It's never ending. Arguments continued in the morning between the two room mates and one left while forgetting to shut off the oven. My nerves are a mess and I am thankful I stayed home a little longer. I am sure Joseph is contemplating leaving; he doesn't need to be here anyway if he disregards the agreement. I went to dad's house. I saw the step brother for the first time in a while. Him and the sibling are feuding and he left when she arrived. I went to see some puppies. The box had a variety of colors. There were ones with red spots, black spots, brown spots, and tri-color spots. The mom is a terrier mix. Makes me wonder if any of them will have beards soon. I cuddled them for a few minutes and went to enjoy a meal that step-sister's fiance made.

Dark Clouds

If it were up to me, I wouldn't have anyone else living in my house. I think it sounds kind of greedy, but I'm paying quite a bit to live in something that belongs to me. When Joseph first moved in, we agreed that he would smoke outside. He smoked inside often. I didn't do anything because I have been busy. Crap hits the fan and I have an extra bill for the car. So, Joseph and I spoke about the possiblity of having another room mate in the house. So, I have Bianca move in. Again, the only human that responded to my ad. Joseph gives her access to his Netflix. From personal experience with DirecTv, you should not do that. She began watching television on his t.v. He got fed up with it and moved his t.v. to his room. He put a lock on his door without informing me. I get in his face about changing things without talking to me first. He continues to smoke in the house, Bianca starts to complain about because she is allergic. I called him to tell him to stop smoking in the house. Not too long after I told him not to, he was up to it again. I knock on his door to tell him to stop smoking in the house. The next day, I get a text from Bianca telling me he is smoking in the house. I place the agreement he signed on the table. He comes home, he takes a minute to read it and a few minutes later he is confronting me about it. I did not say anything about Bianca sending me a message. He aggressively says that he stopped after I told him. He starts bitching about her hogging his t.v. and bothering him all day. I told him I knew about him smoking in the house. He stated, "That was on the patio." Really? That sure explains one of my glasses being used as an ashtray in his room before she moved in. He also stated the reason he moved in was because I didn't want any other room mates. I repeated the situation with the car and we did discuss this. He text me the next day saying Bianca was knocking on his door and claimed he was not smoking. Big childish game happening. I think that she is going to move out, I think what he is doing is deliberate and I will evict him if she moves. Last night, Bianca slammed her door. I went out to get some food and Joseph was in the living room acting all innocent. He asked me about the slamming door, she yells at him about his television being too loud. He apologizes and then chuckled. These two are older than me for crying out loud. I have already spoke to them about getting along. I have confronted them. I have to wait and see what happens in December.

Shopping

Last night, I was shopping in my sleep. I was shopping at some flea market that had crafts. Rocky was there shopping with me. I suppose we were shopping for gifts. We approached the sales person to buy some object. The lady was being rude and saying that Rocky could not write her a check. He had those checks you have to fill the address in on. We observe that the lady is writing out receipts and procede to argue with the lady that she writes on receipts instead of printing them. As we argue with her, she smirks and ignores what we are saying. This was around the time I woke up.

Happy Bhai Dooj!

Time for me to call my sibling...at a more decent time.

Tis The Season

I wonder if holiday feasts will still exist in the future. I have never in my life cooked for any special occassion. I did try to throw a Halloween party, but failed. Nobody will come to my house for anything let alone ask me to go have fun with them. The only people that invite me anywhere are my parents. I would like to, just once, create a feast. I'm a good cook; I like cooking. It would be an excellent menu. I want lamb, it's been such a long time since I had lamb. The last time I had some was for Easter at Aunt Sherry's house. I would make some Flinstone dip and stuffed mushrooms. I want to make that awesome chunky cranberry sauce with pineapples, apples, and coconut. I would also have some excellent items such as green bean casserole and sweet potatoes covered in brown sugar and marshmallows. Maybe some pumpkin pie, but I'm not really a pie fan. I do like key lime pie and marion berry pie. My finances my not be able to purchase any lamb, but I can't help thinking about how much I would like to prepare a feast and have guests arrive. I haven't had a house warming party since I moved into my house. I want to have an end of the world party on 12/21/12. It would be fun to have a zombie themed party near Christmas.

Thinking

Many things occur to make the thoughts roll. Sometimes when I enter a restaurant, I smell coffee. The smell reminds me of the summers I spent at grandma and grandpa Maughan's house. Then I start thinking of the cheesy carpet in the kitchen and Aunt Paula making me my first Cup-O-Noodles. It goes on and on, she gave me all kinds of interesting relics from the 60's. More memories of my childhood have lurked around in my mind. I have been listening to a ton of Neil Diamond. I think of all those trips to Silver Creek laying on a pile of quilts in the hatch back area of the car. My brother and I lay on our backs as the sun warmed the windows. Neil Diamond played on the walkman. Occassionally, mom would push a button on the walkman to talk to us. Sometimes I wonder where that walkman is. I think I found it once. It was stashed away in a pile of bills in the cupboards at dad's house. The funny thing about that is that I found an old tape that I made a long time ago that had my long lost favorite songs on it. I still have that tape.