guanin

Fuck. Some asshole parked their car where they shouldn't again and it's a very sharp incline up to my house, so I went in reverse, like I've done before, but instead of stopping where it always has, the car kept accelerating, the brakes completely useless, and I crashed into the neighbors fence. The rear window is smashed, a tire is dead, as is one of the lights and the bumper is all screwy. I've had two crashes and two semi-crashes in eight years of driving. What. The. Fuck?!

and I was going to go to a get-together with my friends, whom I haven't seen in a while, in only 3 hours. And I now I probably can't go. And my car is all beat to shit. And there is literally no way to get around here without a car, nor is there anyone to give me a ride and my step-mother's presence is pissing me off because she is so judgmental, even though she has no right to be judgmental about this since she refuses to learn how to drive and has no idea what it's like to barrel down an incline in reverse on soaked gravel.

One more month. I'm stuck here for one more month and getting out of the house is the only way I can stay sane and now I have no way to do so.

I've been depressed since yesterday, my hips hurt from sitting in this chair, I was supposed to go to my instructor's flamenco performance, which I paid for beforehand, but since it's in the fancy part of town every single residential street has a sign that says no parking after 6pm unless you have permit 143. By the time I found a street that didn't say that (though it had other signs, just Mon-Fri), I was half an hour late. I'd traveled so far away by that point that I would have been a full hour late and I couldn't do that. So I lost $17 for the performance and $10 in gas just to drive around.

On the upside, one of my cousins called today and guess who's also taking film courses? Her husband. And guess what he's got. Two video cameras. Movie cameras. Standard Definition, but who cares. There are film contests that require your films in SD. He's looking to buy HD, though I don't know where he even got the money for these, but the point is, he owns video cameras! And he knows editing. I've got to head over to her house this week to talk to him. I've never had a conversation with him. I've only seen him twice maybe. This family needs to visit each other more often.

I'm watching the second season of Doctor Who to cheer myself up. I've got to make sure to write something later, though. No script, no film.

I also have seven confirmed actors for the class. Unfortunately, with this whole thing I haven't had tome to find a scene for me to film. It need to be with two actors, 3 to 5 pages, and from a movie I haven't seen.

*contructs an HSBC voodoo dull and pummels it into pieces*

*wonders what a doll of a bank would look like*

Never, ever get an account with these people unless you want a ginormous amount of bullshit thrown in your face while they steal your money.

*launches self at voodoo doll again*

Why am I feeling jetlag in my own home? I haven't gone anywhere, crossed any time zones. The time zone crossed me. Since I like to enjoy my extra hour of productivity by working (yes, I am weird) instead of sleeping in (did I mention that I'm weird?) because I always feel so guilty about losing that hour, I don't change the clocks until after the time change, so now my biological clock is on the fritz. Not good.

I've concocted almost an entire plot for a myth/legends/fables anthology that I want to submit to. Unfortunately, the deadline is in exactly one month, so I have to hurry up. I'm almost done with another story that fits within the general theme, but unfortunately, it doesn't satisfy they're "happily ever after" requirement. It does have a happy ending, just not that kind. It's got ghosts. And magical candles. And another story I wrote yesterday has the Devil. So I'm going to end up with belated Halloween stories. Like always, I come up with some Halloween idea a tad too late.

I'm sitting in the living room right now half listening to a telenovela playing on tv and I can't help laughing. Oh god, the melodrama! With the over the top music thundering every time someone says, "I don't love you" or "You are going to pay." So why am I getting the urge to start watching these things again? Oh yes, because my cousin (male, by the way) keeps going on about them.

It appears that the modem and the router just don't like each other. It's supposed to work according to my nephew, his girlfriend and another friend, all computer science majors. It just isn't. Great.

I just bought another m/m novel. I am so disappointed in myself. I said I was under no circumstances going to buy any more novels until I made a dent into my unread novels pile all I need is to read some slash and all my discipline goes flying out the window. In my defensa, it was only five dollars.

Is it Monday yet? It's so nice to be able to safely look forward to Heroes again. Now watch. Because I said that, the next episode is going to suck.