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A little bit of this, a little bit of that

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Went back to work today after five wonderful days away. Blech! It’s like I go into an instant depression once it’s time to start working again. My job isn’t horrible (well, horribly boring most days, but easy at least), I just prefer being home. The time we had off just flew by.

In that time I missed more drama at The Cure’s official site with Robert posting snarky messages in the comments. The funniest thing about all of this is that it turns out that the supposed “rumors” posted at COF were in fact true: Perry Bamonte and Roger O’Donnell have left the band… or were they let go? I don’t even care enough to check. As I’ve learned over the years, The Cure has always thrived regardless of who was in the band because the central force, Robert Smith, is what drives the band’s direction.
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Today

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… the next door neighbors annoyed the hell out of me going in and out of their front door which every time it slams, due to the shared wall, is felt in our home.

… Joe’s brother and sister-in-law came to visit.

… We had a fantastic dinner at Lonestar Steakhouse (5-star filet, baby).

… I’m transferring over a ton of MP3s to my Mom’s new computer so when we bring it to her house tomorrow, it will be ready to go. This includes the entire Cure catalog (yes, she has started listening to them, as has my youngest brother; all a part of my evil plan to make them as obsessed as myself).

It was a good day.

Ineffectual

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The United States Postal Service is holding the Scrubs DVD set I ordered on Wednesday hostage. The place I ordered it from is 10 miles away, but because I selected the free 5-10 business day delivery, they are going to make sure I don’t get it for at least the 5 day minimum. You just know it’s sitting at the post office down the street right now when it could be in my hands.

I have to go to the dreaded DMV on Friday because we realized today that my license plate registration expires this month. For whatever reason, the DMV did not send me a renewal notice. They sent Joe one, however, and his doesn’t expire until next month. Of course, they sent it to the old address. Why? Who knows? You’d think the same database where they store your driver’s license address information would also use that address for your registration, but I guess it doesn’t. Because that would make sense and we don’t want the Department of Motor Vehicles actually doing something right for a change.

We’ve been renting Season 1 of Dead Like Me from Blockbuster over the past month and we’ve made it to Volume 4, which is the last few episodes of the season. Every time we visit BB, which is at least once a week, we check for it but it is NEVER there. Finally today we asked the guy ringing us up when it’s due back, and he told us they don’t carry it. When we pointed out that they have Volumes 1-3, he said it was probably stolen. Joe suggested they take the box for Volume 4 off the shelves, but you could tell from this dingbat’s response that he really didn’t care and won’t do anything about it. So much for customer service. The least he could have done was pretend to care. Now I have to call all the other nearby BBs to find this disc. If it wasn’t for the fact that I never pay for rentals (thank you, Discover card), I’d sign up for Netflix.

Damn you rain!

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Ugh! What is with the weather lately? I’ve heard of April showers, but this is May and it better not be a repeat of last summer where it rained all the time. I like rainy days here and there, but this is ridiculous. We want to take the kids to Indiana Beach for the day on Saturday, but right now the forecast is calling for rain. We’ve got a busy month ahead, so if we can’t make it this weekend, I’m not sure when we’ll be able to go, and the kids are totally looking forward to it. Is there a such thing as a reverse Indian rain dance?

The Arizona Ghost

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Yesterday when I walked into our home, the large ceiling fan in the living room was on at full blast. I thought it was odd because I didn’t remember it being on when I left in the morning. In fact, we never really turn the fan on at all. I called Joe, though, just to confirm that he hadn’t turned it on (although he leaves before me), in case I was totally losing my mind. He was bewildered as well. It’s not like this thing can be running without you noticing as it was the very first thing I noticed when I walked in the door. After some thorough searching for uninvited guests and the realization that everything was in its rightful place, we determined the fan must have either come on via a power surge, or the new next door neighbor pounding on the wall where the fan’s switch is located.

Of course, Joe also suggested that maybe the Arizona ghost had followed us home. Some thing had turned on a light that is on a pull-chain in his sister’s attic while we were there. She only noticed it one night when she was standing outside the house and saw light coming from the vent in the side of the roof. Since you need a ladder to access the attic from her bedroom closet, and there was no evidence of any animals having been up there, we determined a ghost must have done it.

I’m not sure if I believe in ghosts, but if I did, I don’t think I’d like the idea of one being in my house. Although I guess if I have to have one, as long as it sticks to turning on fans and lights, I’m ok with it.