Category: Creepiness

When Bad Things Happen to Good People

I don’t want to say I’m having a shitty day because, God forbid, it could be worse, but things aren’t exactly working out .

First, my darn cable keeps going out. I don’t know what’s going on, but since last night the internet’s been all wacky. For a while I thought we’d gotten some kind of virus or adware or something that was making the computer run really slow (and just our luck, we need to buy a new Norton becuase this one’s about to expire). I keep having to unplug and replug everything and it’s getting quite annoying.

I needed to send out a letter for Jessica so I got everything ready to send out. I was going to use John’s car since Mario’s at work and Noelia’s not here–and the damn thing doesn’t start. I tried and tried to start it and nothing. Big Mario tried helping me turn it on and said maybe the float thingy isn’t marking the gas correctly and it needs gas. It shows that it still has 1/4 of a tank, but I don’t think it does .

I was going to ask Mary if she could take me (since I wouldn’t dare drive her huge van) but Big Mario tells me she’s with the cops next door at their apartments. There’s a couple in apartment 1: an 18 year old girl who’s confined to a wheelchair and is about 6-7 months pregnant and her husband, who’s 37. In apartment 2 there’s a newlywed young couple. Apparently, the 37 year old forced his way into the other couple’s apartment and tried raping the girl. He was all drugged up. Thankfully the girl got away, ran out the back door and across the street to her parents house (didn’t know they lived there). At the same time, her husband arrived from work. The 37 year old refused to get out of the house–he barricaded the doors. The 18 year old gets here when the cops arrive and is, obviously, hysterical. I feel so bad for her . The girl who was assaulted and her family spoke to the 18 year old and hugged her. She left, sobbing, to her mom’s house I’m assuming. When they finally got him out, they told Mary they also found drugs in the apartment. They brought sniffer dogs, of whatever they’re called, too.

I had a bad, bad feeling about that guy. From the first time I ever spoke to him (which was when he came over to ask about the apartment and was waiting for Mary) and he kept making small talk and asked, “You have a lot of sisters, right?”, I felt really uncomforable. I don’t even go outside to check the mail or throw the trash out–I let John or Mario do it–just to avoid having to speak/look at that guy. I wonder what they’re going to do to him? I just feel bad for his wife. They’re with Housing, so they’ll most likely kick them out. I hope the girl’s mother has a stable place for her to stay (but I really don’t think she does ).

(…about 30 minutes later…) Just got back from Mary’s. 2 guys (probably his brothers) and his mother were over there throwing all kinds of things out of his car. They even threw the girl’s wheelchair out and left it next to the trash can–wonder what that was all about? They got envelopes and stuff–drugs? I don’t know. The mom came back and Mary went over there and got the key from her. Supposedly her daughter-in-law gave her the key and she was only coming back for her lamp and TV. They’re blaming the 18 year old for all this (since she admitted he did drugs in the morning in the bathroom) and I’m scared for her. Shit, I’m scared for us! These are scary people. Mary put a restraining order on him–he can’t be near the house or the apartments. I’m afraid his “people” will get all pissed off because of that, or him even, and go psycho on us.

Anyway, wanted to take the boys to the library, but of course, the stupid car doesn’t work . We’re going to do absolutely NOTHING today and I don’t want to be here with all the crazies in the neighborhood.

Doesn’t help that I’m PMSing either…

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Holy Skeletons, Batman!

I’m not usually (too into) celebrity gossip and whatnot, but since I had to do my searches for my Netbux account and I’d read on various blogs about how gangly and unhealthy Lindsay Lohan looked, I searched for Lindsay Lohan pictures. Since Mario is CRAZY about her and would have a shrine dedicated to her if I let him (and if the kids wouldn’t ask “Why does Dad have a picture of a lady on the computer”, like when he had Christina Aguilera on his desktop before her horrific makeover), I was even more curious to see how his “lady” has changed. I was completely shocked when I found these:

It doesn’t even look like her anymore! And her boobs…where’d they go? Does this mean they’re actually real and shrunk when she lost the weight? I heard rumors that she had her implants taken out and had smaller ones put in because Disney said her boobs were too big for their movies? I’ve heard she’s on crack, and well, with the way she parties I wouldn’t put it past her. It’s so sad how easily these Hollywood girls are swayed into making bad choices. I just can’t see what’s so “sexy” about being so skeletal.

The last two pictures are from thesuperficial.com. You can read their article here. I don’t know where the first one’s from, forgive me.

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Now I Know…

…why I was so damn stressed and emotional yesterday. It’s THAT TIME OF THE MONTH. My P.M.S. was on overdrive and that’s the reason I was taking everything to heart. I started feeling better towards the end of the day–around 8pm–when I started making dinner. Yadira, Tommy and the girls got here, Mario got here and Noelia was here, too. Yadira helped me with the enchiladas and we all just talked and had a good time. Everyone else got here around an hour later and we sat down to eat. Everyone loved the enchiladas, thank goodness. I would have died if someone didn’t like them…I’m very sensitive when it comes to my cooking . They passed around my scrapbook–which has a whole 4 pages–and everyone complimented my layouts. I made 3 (2 pages of Eenan’s graduation and 1 of our trip to Disneyworld) yesterday. I hand-made a little graduation cap and rolled-up diploma for one of Eenan’s pages. I covered the cap in fabric and made a little tassel for it and everything. I’m quite proud of it *beams*.

We sat around the table after dinner and shared ghost stories (we may have a ghost…or SOMETHING…in our house–no, really) and I forget how we got into the conversation but Annie told Mary, “That’s why you said she’s a good daughter-in-law”. I turned to her (she was sitting right next to me) and said, “Aww…you did?” And she said yes. I give her a half-hug and say, “I think you’re a good mom-in-law, too”, and then I get a lump in my throat and get all teary eyed. Annie and Yadira then get teary eyed and by then tears are streaming down my face and Mary’s teary eyed too. She hugs me and says, “Yes, she’s like a daughter to me”, which made me cry even more. Annie says, “I think that’s so cute…you don’t see that a lot. Usually the wife and mother hate eachother!” Tommy was sitting at the table too and quietly gets up and says, “I think I need a cigarette”, and excuses himself from the table, which I thought was hilarious because he doesn’t smoke. We all started laughing. He got a litle emotional too .

So yes, I had a very emotional day yesterday LOL. Thanks for your comments Vic, Jessica, Bex, and Diana. I’ll return your comments, soon I hope. I’ve been so caught up with scrapbooking that I haven’t even surfed the net very much lately.

Today was National Scrapbooking Day. I went with Mary, Jorge and Bonnie, Noelia and the boys to Wal-Mart. Noelia and I went straight to the scrapbooking section and just oogled at all the stuff. I found some cute 3-D Blue’s Clues stickers that I’m dying to use for a page on Eenan’s 2nd birthday party. I don’t think I have any of Jaylen’s 1st or Eenan’s 3rd and 4th birthdays since we had that damn harddrive crash and I lost 3 years worth of pictures. I still haven’t gotten over that . I’m hoping I have some on actual film. I have a huge ziploc of film I need to get developed. I wanted to start scrapbooking while everyone was at Isaac’s Confirmation, but they borrowed my camera and have no way of printing out my pictures without it .

Mario *says* we’re going to Jorge’s, though it’s 10 and he still hasn’t called for us to go over, so I’m going to get ready just in case. I’m really tired though.

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