Lots42's Strange Diary
July 13, 2001 Friday
Aaah! Friday the 13th! Aiiie!!
I haven't updated in a dog's age because of being sick and being sick and also, being sick.
Despite what I said online, I'm not sleeping over at a research center on the seventeenth. I'm getting a biopsy on my lip. Don't worry, it's not cancer, it's just a weird lump. (Yes, I know how that sounds. Trust me. I trust my insane, evil dentist).
Yesterday I put in two hours at the library herding the internet users. It was cool. The back rooms and the lounge combined are almost as big as the library themselves. Also, monkeys. There were no monkeys at the library, I just like them.
Today I take the two doggies, Eddie and Louie, in for their shots. Two days ago I got a new shrink. It's all complicated and stuff but I'm not nuts. Just crazy. Also, she was a monkey.
Next Thursday I do the library thing again. My lip should be healed.
The library bookstore consistently has cool books for sale. I hope to use my volunteer position to get first crack at any donations they plan to give the old heave-ho. (They don't always put out all the donations).
June 22, 2001 Friday
Another whole week's difference. Man. Well, the teeth thing really takes it out of you. Like I said in other forums, this last and final one was the worst. I can still feel them yanking out the bottom right wisdom tooth. It hurt like anything.
I'm still recovering badly. Half the time I'm cool as ice, the other half I'm about ready to punch a window, it hurts so bad.
Let's see. Movies I've seen recently.
Tomb Raider. Nice action flick. It tried like heck to avoid the typical action cliches, which was a good thing. It's just that they could have tried...a bit better. Don't get me wrong, I loved the movie. I just recognized it could be cooler and neater. Imagine if John Woo directed it.
The Animal. Despite certain litigants out there, I was able to understand this was PG13. It's crude, disgusting and funny as all heck. It to avoided cliches and managed to be entertaining. Go see it. You'll like it.
Atlantis. Bit of a let down after 'Shrek' but only in terms of animation. It's rated PG and deserves every bit of the rating. Many people die horribly. I do wish they focused more on Atlantis itself then the characters who went looking for it. I do hope they have an action figure of the communication officer. She ruled.
Speaking of movies, I'm still discombobulated over the 'Final Fantasy' movie. You know, Fantasy...not sci fi?
And the proposed Resident Evil movie will have no one from the games and not follow the storyline of the games at all. What's the point? I sure hope they changed the plans. Remember 'The Punisher' movie? I can understand them changing the way the family died. I can't understand them not having Frank wear a skull on his chest. Sheesh!
The main computer is in the shop again. Here's hoping it can get replaced and fixed and set up without me explodiating it.
June 15, 2001 Friday
Okay, despite my bitching on the main page, I do have a few things. I went and saw 'The Animal'. Despite the screeching brain damaged hellions that the management slacked off on talking to, I really enjoyed the movie. It is PG-13 so god knows why the kids were there.
I went through my book collection and I tossed out a ton I don't want any more. I can see them from here, inches away from the spare system I writing this on. First small shelf, Star Wars. Second, Wars and Trek. Next two, Buffy. By god, I really do have my priorities straight.
The shelf itself is from a Starbucks that closed down. I put it on it's side and voila, holds books just fine. What they stored in it, I have no idea.
We've been getting slammed with storms down here. We need it, but the accompanying threat of monster hurricane is a bit discomforting. The spot I live in had only been hit by a hurricane that mattered once, in 1934 but tons of people died.
I got $238.00 bucks back from the goverment. Yet, there are people still bitching about the returns. What do they want? The goverment has finally understood that yes, OUR MONEY is our money. (I had to do that capitalization back there, even though it's the province of nutbars online).
I bought Jurassic Park and Lost In Space recently. According to what I hear online, I'm the only person in the history of the universe to like both movies. And I think the latter one was stolen. It had the Blockbuster security sticker on it but no markings indicating that it was transfwered to the 'Sell as previously viewed' category. Trust me, I worked at Blockbuster. But since I got the tape at a flea market, I don't think there is much I can do about it.
Lastly, I was watching 'Batman Beyond'. It's a fantastic show. When they don't repeat the first fifteen minutes as the last fifteen. I don't know what was up with that.
June 9, 2001 Saturday
Yes, I finally recovered enough from the Vicodin, again, to post. Tuesday, I went in and got one full tooth torn out of my -lower- jaw and two shattered remains ripped out my other jaw. So naturally, at the very moment I'm writing this, it's the exact opposite spot in the mouth that is hurting now. (The spot that is due to be ravaged a week from when I heal). Thankfully this latest round of Vicodin should be nailing that any time now. If you see any typos near the end, it's the drugs. (Yeah, they'll buy that).
The drugs give me ultra-realistic dreams, which are okay, until you dream that you are bringing comic books and G.I.Joe figures out of your dreams and bam! you wake up and nothing.
Speaking of such, I decided to do a little window-shopping on ebay.com and look at G.I.Joes. They had the Armored Personell Carrier for four bucks, no shipping charges given. (It's big. Come on!). The worst part is the idiots trying to see stuff as G.I.Joe that is not. I'm not talking about those huge, Ken like monstrosities of three decades ago. I know they are G.I.Joe version 1.0. It's just that a Joe freak like me knows certain things and a bright orange, fuzzy pictured dude is not a Cobra pilot. And any two packs of figures you see are in the store already so don't freak out.
My dogs are acting up in the weird department, probably because my stumbling about with the drugs.
Also, I got acess to a scanner, so I have to figger out what to do with it.
I didn't manage to put one over on the library ladies. (Silly me). You gotta return the exact issues themselves, returning twice the number you checked out don't cut it.
Whoo! The drugs are kicking in so I'm signing off for now.
June 3, 2001 Sunday
Whoo-doggie! The flea market was a bitch to travel! It got hotter then a chicken on fire as soon as we pulled out of the driveway. I got some cool stuff though.
Some generic horror novels. At the least the first one 'Buried Screams' had the decency to start the scariness and evil right in the first paragraph, with the local reverend be eaten by a corpse. It cheeses me off when I read a blurb saying 'Chaos and horror envelop the town' and on Page 80 they're still in Meryl's Diner, discussing the local housing situation.
I bought Jurassic Park from a real jerk, who had to argue the fact that the other person had a different selection of movies from him.
I got Lost In Space for four bucks. I wasn't one-hundred percent sure I have it or not but what the hey. It's worth it. And I can always blame the heat.
Last night on a grocery expedition I got 'Donkey' from the movie 'Shrek'. He stunk when I pulled him out the packaging. How odd. But it's cool. He looks exactly like his character, something that's hard to do in action figures these days. Todd McFarlane Studios did it. They usually have a good attention to detail even though their comics suck rocks.
May 29, 2001 Tuedsday
I went in for the checkup. I got my teeth irragated. Here's the plan. Next Tuesday I into to get my lower jar wisdom tooth out, plus the debris of the one above it. Depending on when that heals, I go in one last time to get one last tooth yanked out.
At least I have spare Vicodin.
Also looks like I'm going to be holding off on the volunteer job at the library. Can't work with stiches in my mouth and the inabillity to form complete sentences. (Although, many other people I've encountered seem to overcome the last hurdle with no difficulty).
I stopped at the Barnes and Noble afterwards. I got the last Preacher graphic novel. I got Section 31: Voyager. I got the Spike and Drusilla novel and some weird crossover novel with Buffy and Angel. I declined on the Buffy hardback because sooner or later it will be out in paperback, like the last hardbacks were. Also, it had the same plot as the crossover novel. How odd.
The trucks were beeping today. At the end of the road I live off of is a large wall of trees. Behind that is an odd, rolling open area where some company or something stores brick material. People tend to fly their remote airplanes around and about in the area before the truck comes. Really annoys me.
May 28, 2001 Monday
Things of note recently:
1)I'm going in Tuesdy for a check-up visit with the crazy dentist I've been dealing with.
2) I stopped taking the vicodin because I stopped having pain and it's made me have screwed up, sped up dreams. It was like living life on fast forward.
3) Wenesday I'm going into the local library to apply for a volunteer job.
4) I saw 'Princess Mononoke' and 'Demolition Man'. Both were fantastic. The latter one I only saw in chopped-up movie of the week form so it was a big suprise how good it was. I don't even think I knew Rob Schneider was in this one.
5) The dentist is about forty-five minutes away. And next to a Barnes and Noble! I know, I know. Big box stores and all. But when you live next to only used bookstores, the new stuff gets appealing. Wal-Mart only carries so much.
6) The dog dish has been moved because of an internal re-org. (Heh). You'd think I kicked them, to see the looks on their little doggy faces.
May 23, 2001 Wednesday
I am still incredibly woozy from all the shit that went down yesterday. The doctor was of Indian descent. The two assistants were older women.
The previous x-ray was worthless. No one told them I wanted to be under. They didn't want to put me under because I was too hefty.
I was in pain so by that time I was ready to rip them out myself. Turns out I need six teeth removed. Four wisdom, two casualities of the wisdom teeth attack.
Basically, I was all nervous because I had no idea what to expect from the tooth pulling. I sat down, breathed in nitrous, felt some stinging in my jaw and thirty minutes passed in twenty seconds. Of course they didn't have the teeth out then. All I felt was tugging, tugging, tugging. Then they tried to suction my tongue out, but not on purpose.
I swallowed my entire bodily blood supply about eight times.
There's nothing like hearing your teeth crackle and snap off from the inside.
I was a fantiastic patient, according to them both. They were lucky. If it hadn't been for the nitrous I would have ran screaming from the room.
My mom drove me home. I ate ice cream all day and watched 'Buffy' and 'Angel'. I thought both shows could be better but they were both fantastic. The mind, she boggles.
The dentist had crooked teeth. This worries me.
May 20, 2001 Sunday
Don't panic! All the old diary entries are now accessible here and through the link at the bottom.
Today started out interesting. I'm still on the Vicodin thing so I didn't really sleep much. Louie had to go out at six in the morning and...what's this? The fence that blocks our street from the next neighberhood is wet! So is the road and most of the grass on the other side! I peek through. Somebody's sprinkler system is literally shooting water ten feet high! [Man, looking back on this entry from weeks later, I really got into the drugs].
I report this to the appropiate number in the phone book.
I try to sleep again. No luck.
Yesterday, and apparently today, I conk out for a half hour out of every ninety minutes. Very odd.
I wrote another letter to my grandpa.
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