Monday, November 27, 2006

DJ picked me up for work on Thursday, and my shift was mostly slow. Anything would have been slow after the madness that was Wednesday. DJ had asked Pat if he could drive me home after his shift ended at 6pm, but I got a call from my cousin Joy, who was in the area, and she offered to drive me home instead. We drove around a while, and I showed her the condo, and we talked for an hour or two. It was nice. I'm really enjoying getting to know her. I went to bed after she left...

Only to have Mark wake me up 2 hours later to find out where "Superman Returns" was so he could watch it. Only he didn't watch it right away, because ER was on, and then he started it, but took a nap. And when 5am rolled around, and I was trying to get back to sleep, I found that I couldn't because the tv was so loud that I could hear it clearly in my room, with my door closed. I asked him to turn it down, but he said he wouldn't be able to hear it. I asked if he could watch it later then, but he looked really pissed at that suggestion, and said that he thought the movie was almost over, which I assured him, it wasn't. I told him it was fine; that I would wear earplugs, but that he'd have to wake me up for work. I set my alarm clock for 11am, as I did the day before, thinking the alarm would draw Mark to my room to wake me up at that time.

It didn't. He woke me up 10 after 12. That was horrible. I was supposed to sort out some dvds that DJ wanted to borrow; plus I needed to take my pill, so I could eat, only now I couldn't, and I had to get ready as well. I was only like 7 minutes late, but I was so fucking hungry.

At the end of my shift, I saw that I had a missed call from my mother's house, which is always bad. Nobody ever calls me from there unless something as wrong...and my mother doesn't leave voicemails. I called them back, but there was no answer. I called my Grandmother to see if she knew what was going on, but there was no answer there, and I left a message, wondering if she was on vacation. I've been trying to get ahold of her for months now, but she's never home. I asked her to call me if she had Saturday free, as I missed her, and I had the day off. I called my older sister Janice, and she told me that Grandma collapsed Thursday night, and was in the hospital!?! She told me that she had just been transferred from Saline Hospital to Saint Joe's. I was getting another call, and I was driving home to tell Mark; I told Janice I'd call her back after I found Grandma. The other call was my cousin Joy, who was celebrating Thanksgiving with her grandmother (my great-aunt) and their family. She was calling to tell me about my grandmother (her great-aunt), only I'd just heard about it from Janice.

When I got home, I told Mark about Grandma; changed my clothes and headed straight over to the hospital. I bought flowers for her, from me & Mark (always so fricking expensive in those little gift shops of death), and found her room on the 2nd floor. Grandpa was there too, and Grandma was eating her dinner, which looked gross, but Grandma said she liked. We talked, and kept things light. Gran asked about Mollie and Mark, work & Jeremy. I stayed for a little over an hour, but I was so exhausted that I almost fell asleep, and I still needed to drive home. Grandma seemed fine. They thought she might be dehydrated at first, but then thought it might have something to do with her heart, and were running tests to rule out stuff; they'd already ruled out a clot in her lungs. I gave them both hugs, told them I loved them, and then headed home.

I was so out of it. I took a nap when I got home, and then called Joy to give her an update on Grandma. Joy was with her mother, brother, and sister-in-law; watching X-Men 3. Joy said she hadn't seen the first 2, and that made me wonder what it would be like to see those movies out of sequence, with all that backstory for Jean Grey that is given in part III. I'm so random sometimes. Bill had called earlier to see if I wanted to go to Aut Bar for a drink, so I called him back and met him up there, though I found I was so exhausted, that I wasn't very good company and came home sooner than I expected to.

Saturday I woke up with a horrible migrain. I took my pills, which hit me harder than usual for some reason. I later cleaned my room, shaved, got the mail, and took out the trash. I chated online a bit. I was thinking about getting some pictures taken. But I was just so out of it, from the headache, the sleeping odd hours, and the news about grandmother that I just rested instead.

I got 8 hours of sleep before work on Sunday, which was fantastic. Work itself was slow, but fun(?). I gave some mashup cds to the Little Caesar peeps, which they seemed to really appreciate; telling me that the last one I gave them, years ago now, was a big hit there. I got out of work ontime, came home, and ate while watching the new Torchwood. I'm all caught up on my shows, except Smallville, so I watched a few episodes of that, and I'm kind of back in the swing of things.

I've actually been watching a lot of stuff in the last week. I rewatched the 4 Harry Potter movies, which reaffirmed my opinion on them all. That is, that the 4th is my favorite of them all. With 2 coming in 2nd, as I feel it's just a huge improvement over the book (which I loathed). The 3rd is a wonderful movie, but a horrible adaptation, which brings it down to 3rd place, while the first 1 is just so deadly dull that it's hardly worth the effort (for me anyways). Blah. I also watched the latest Nip/Tuck, which was fun. I watched the movies: "Last Days", "O Fantasma", "The Story of O", "Withnail & I", "The Mudge Boy", "Boys Life 5", & "Little Man" (don't ask me why). I've also continued reading "Brightly Burning" from where I left off ages ago, and I finished watching the pilot episode of Voyager, which I may or may not continue watching; depending on my mood. I'm trying to watch more of my GLBT library movies, and I've reorganized my shelf, and started ordering movies again.

It's late/early now. I called Jeremy about my grandma, and left him a message on Friday. I tried calling him again later, but he didn't answer, and I haven't heard back from him. I actually haven't heard from him in over a week, and the last time I saw him was only for a minute; I hope he's ok.

I chatted online Saturday night/Sunday morning, and this guy Elijah sent me a message, asking me if I remembered him. Turns out he used to go by the name Chris, and I met him online a few years ago. I went to meet him in person at his work, after he invited me too, but the whole thing just went kind of horribly wrong, but he remembered me, and was flattered that I remembered him. We talked a lot, and he knows Jeremy as well, and he knows Bill. He said he met Jeremy around the time he met me. Weird. We're supposed to hang out on Thursday to see what all has changed. Should be interesting.

I'm so tired. I should sleep. I have to call my lawyer today about some horrible mix up with my ticket from back in June. Ugh. Blah.

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