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      So, on May 3, on my father's birthday, my uncle died. That's four uncles now. He and most of my relatives are waaaaay up north somewhere, so we don't see each other that much. If I do get a chance to attend the funeral, I'm thinking about not telling anyone, just to see who recognizes me and what kind of response I get.
      It's like I'm losing all the guys in my family. And I never really got to know any of them. I hate that we moved here. I hate that we're missing everything. It sucks that he died - but I didn't get to know him, so I'm having trouble feeling sad, which makes me angry. I should have been there.
      I do not want to miss every funeral.

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      I'm still having a good time with my DVDs. I picked up where I left off online, which caused a huge moral crisis about having one section that's less watched, since they wear out and get old. I keep thinking, "Okay, so when I'm done my marathon I'll watch up to season four." Agh.
    In another aspect of my life, I am having the most trouble recovering my Steam account! I tried all my passwords, nothing. I changed my password twice and it still says it's incorrect. I started trying to fix it yesterday, because I saw a game trailer that looked interesting; offering a huge world and a whole bunch of options for character design. Then I realized how many people not only hated the game, but also wanted their money back. So I can't play the game and I never will, since they're discontinuing the Visa card, but now I can't stop thinking about my stupid account.
      I've also been waking up early and going downtown. Almost every day for the past week. Today I actually walked maybe a mile in total, in all black, in the sun; from my house all the way downtown and then back again. And the two pitbulls I saw seemed so quiet and sweet; they didn't bark, they didn't follow me. And I found an umbrella that actually has a handle that glows. So now we own it. It was such a bad idea to wear what I wore; it is T-shirt and skirt weather, which is so weird because it tried snowing twice last week.
     I want to do that walk again. And when this walk becomes too easy, I want to go further. I want to go new places. I've spent the majority of my life here, and it's filled with places I've never been. Terry Fox ran around the whole world, right? And I struggle to walk to the local store. I don't want to be a pansy. I want, like, one percent of the courage he had.

A Fabulous Morning!

      I am having the best morning. I got the complete DVD collection of Friends! Region 1! Totally compatible with all my devices. And, junk food to watch it with! I'm on a cloud. Today is like...conval-escence!

Life

      Well, I'm bummed out. Not even for anything major. Just small, superficial reasons that somehow affect me greatly. Do you want to hear this story? No. Do I even want to share it with you? No. But I'm going to, because I still have a few hours to kill. And maybe, one day, my words will be of value.
      (I'm sarcastic.)
     It just seems like as soon as I have something I like, it's des-troyed, removed, discontinued, or otherwise made obsolete. I don't quite know what otherwise means in this sense, but as usual I haven't slept and have a long day ahead of me, so I don't particularly care. My bedroom was all nice and complete, but our handy-woman put a huge hole in my wall for reasons I can't remember, after being told several times not to, by me. Every online game I ever loved? Discontinued. In mid-2018, I got a re-loadable Visa card, and I discovered the joy of shopping online. They're discontinuing that. So of course I can't buy the one movie I need to complete my collection, nor can I buy the Friends DVD collection unless I somehow save $120 and buy it in person if they still have it; which really sucks because those two things were the last items on my list.
     And now I hear Windows 7 is not going to be provided any more security updates. So I'm stuck with an incomplete collection, a hole in my wall, and a dead computer. When it's all riddled with viruses and it won't turn on and I can't get rid of the viruses because they decided to ruin yet another aspect of my life, I won't be able to write my books, watch videos, talk to you, check my mail, see when my fav-orite movies come out with a sequel, or do any of the things that were the reasons I got out of bed. Fantastic. Overreacting? Maybe. But I literally have nothing else going for me. My new neighbor? It's going so poorly already that I miss the asshole. And of course I can't say more than that, because the few people who do read this will probably use that information against me because like I said in my last post, people suck!

What Happened And What's Going On

      A couple of days ago, maybe on the 16th, I woke up really late. I mean 7:30 PM. Of course it was getting pretty dark. It was raining. And I still went out for a walk.
      I wouldn't do that tonight; it's too dark. But it was so pretty. The street lights reflecting in the rain. I would go out again after supper - I'm definitely not as scared as I used to be. One of many welcome changes.
      It did feel a little risky; since first of all, people are insane. But mostly because the other night, I saw a skunk coming up the driveway. I'd never seen one before. I don't think I've ever shut a window so fast. I remember a couple of months ago, my brother saw a skunk. He came into the house backwards; he just kind of hopped up off the porch, took two bouncing steps back and slammed the door. I almost lost my food.
      Come to think of it, we have a lot of skunks here. Raccoons, bears, coyotes, cougars. We just live in a very wild area. Shocking, because of all the noise. I think my first memory of a skunk is maybe sixteen years old, and I found the smell offensive and foolishly, I thought perfume would help mask the stench. It did not.
      Another memory, I think it's my second oldest. We all have at least one asshole in our lives. This guy, no matter how nice we were, would still kick you around, call you horrible things, and pull every dirty trick in the book. We were getting tired of it. My brother is one of those take action fellows, and he often feels very little regret. Maybe that's what makes him funny. But he noticed one night that a skunk was outside, and the nasty man's window was right in his line of fire. So what does my brother do? Quietly opens his window, leans outside and makes a racket, and fills the asshole's apartment with the stench of skunk. I tried to not find it funny, but the man was a bully.
      I wonder what having a sense of humor is like.

Logan

      It's taken me this long, but I finally saw Logan. While it is the best damn movie in the franchise, so much of it was preventable. Sure, Xavier was loopy at times, but he had moments of clarity where he could have "made people think or do whatever (he) wanted." The one time he did it, it was on the horses; and Laura ended up losing her foster mom and her dad.
      Now they should start over; Laura growing up in a chain of the School For The Gifted. All the other kids should appear, and the scientists and doctors, too. Maybe a professor there is the daughter to Scott and Jean.
      I do have to wonder, though; if they can accelerate the healing process with a special medicine, then by the same logic, couldn't they do a blood cell/chromosome/genetic/whatever transplant and make Xavier essentially immortal?
      My ramblings aside, I do think it's the best movie in the franchise of Logan's character, because it's the only one in which the characters did not have their first encounter. Plus the acting was amazing. I normally don't much care for Xavier, but in that movie he broke my heart. When Logan pushed him through the motel and he was crying and apologizing to everyone...Fuck. That was harsh. And the kid, at the end, when she was crying. I bet she's gotten out of school a lot.

A Deeper Look Into Bloopers No One Talks About

      So, once upon a time, I was writing about that episode of Fresh Prince, where Cindy shows up on Carlton's doorstep with a baby she claims is his, calling him Carlton Junior. But Carlton and Cindy hadn't had sex, so obviously they were both well aware he was not the father; yet in front of all the family members, they continually talk about their "magical, magnificent sex". First off, that shit's just weird. Second, Carlton is preparing for college, so why would he drop his life's work and care for a baby that is not his, with a woman who cheated on him?
      Shit, when you think about it, we don't know if that baby is Cindy's. It's mentioned that her parents came and got her, yet earlier on it was mentioned that they kicked her out of the house, wanting nothing to do with her or the baby. After all that, Carlton blows his cover and admits the whole thing to Will, so why the hell did he waste his time in the first place and cause so much unnecessary panic to his family? It's not like it was April Fools'; there was no prank war, so they were just being stupid. It just makes you look bad when you talk about your rigorous sex in front of your baby sister. Philip was a lawyer; you'd think he would have investigated a bit and asked Cindy if she needed help, but he was the first one to vote for kicking her out onto the street, baby and all.
      And moving on; how about some Animorphs? First episode, first line. "My name is Jake. Half an hour ago I was just a regular kid." He meets Elfangor at night when it is, in Cassie's words, getting late; yet when he says this quote, it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
      Not only did they loop a clip of Elfangor's ship landing, but in the next episode, they go back to retrieve the disk. Rachel says, "I found it. Chapman's practically standing on it." Remember, it fell on the ground; yet just seconds later, Jake has to dig it free.
      In the same episode, Jake knows the tube is a dead end because he hid from the Hork Bajir in that tube the night before, but he beelines right to it when he's trying to lead Rachel away from the Controllers. And just where would Marco have gotten the sound effect for the ship that he plays on a stereo?
      The episode The Reaction. "Another rule; you can't go from one morph to another." Yet, he never mentioned this. They could have only found out by trial and error; so it would not be a rule, it would just be an impossibility.
      Okay, moving on to less cameras, more graphics. I want to address some mistakes I found in a Tinkerbell movie. It's the sequel, Secret Of The Wings. First off, they freeze things to protect them from, what do you know, a freeze. They call it a frost, which looks way too delicate and transparent to protect life from such a thick freeze. Plus, the queen decides to away with her rule, but the reason they made the rule does not just disappear. Crossing the border could still be harmful, even fatal. I know, I know - happily ever after. And I make my share of mistakes, but I don't have to worry about someone like myself pointing them out.
      But it's not as bad as Married With Children, where the hur-ricane phases through your roof without damaging the walls, and then swirls around you as you dance and scream, trying to look like you're actually inside a tornado. Goddamn, what a stupid show. They did not take it seriously.
      I have been wracking my brain for bloopers on Finding Nemo, but all I could come up with was an amusing theory: I'm pretty sure they decided on P. Sherman because, if you say it like one word, it sounds like fisherman.
      It's hard for me to come up with more, since I'm listening to Married With right now. I can't be productive with that nonsense going on. I'd really like to play my game, but since my graphic card is dying, I can't do much more than watch YouTube videos and play Scrabble. I'm bored already. Think I'll play some music and try to fix up my work, like they should have done.