How Annoying?

Apparently blogger thinks this is a "spam blog" the defining link of which is broken. Fabulous. And yes, this isn't the post I had begun writing. That went down with another lock-up thanks to Safari's loving the new "non-beta" Blogger. Right. Sure. Well, I'm irritated. My neck, eyes and skull ache today.

I tuned in many hours of TV tonight. I don't know why, I just wasn't in the mood to chat and my regular talk program host is on holiday. I watched Idol. Was girls night. They were generally pretty bad. There was one or two who had any business on stage and that's about it. Really of 20 contestants this week I'd have kept maybe six. None of them grab me like Clay had in '03 or Anthony did a few years later. I'm sick of the nameless-faceless R&B clones. Go home, girls. It's boring. To paraphrase that jerk James Carville, you can drag a dollar bill through a black church anywhere in America and hear singing even better. He was talking trailer parks and loose women.

Did I mention my eyes, neck and skull ache? I usually wake up that way. At least with the neck part. The eyes come later. I did flipping during Idol. I watched a bit of "Friday Night Lights" and might watch a bit online. Later I watched "Criminal Minds" which was a lame New Orleans / Katrina / Jack-the-Ripper story. I flipped during it as well. This time it was bits of Becker and more Idol and during all of those some "Americas Next Top ModeL" because I had been lead to believe "One Tree Hill" runs on Wednesdays. I guess not? After this I watched some design show marathon on Bravo. The judges are morons. The orange and green room was vile and had almost zero storage. The evident runner-up had no voiced drawbacks. They did at least kick off the right person.

What else happened today. I paid the rent. And power bill. Let's forget the power bill for a bit. The rent. I went up to the office, check in hand. They had a notice it was closed for an "off-site" meeting. I decided to experiment and use the drop box. Well, as anticipated, when I called later this afternoon to confirm they got the check I did get seven minutes of "it's lost" / "not here" which pleases me no end! Seriously, it was complete crap. No, duckie, it wasn't Dixie. It cost me all those cell minutes of dead air but it was finally found supposedly stuck to another check. Right. I wasn't a complete fool, I did make a copy first. Anyway, I'll be sure to pay in person from now on.

The last time I was up at the office to talk about the oven, some older woman was getting a song-and-dance about her missing check. I got email about the power bill. I paid. Was 25 bucks or so. I also got email about the house power bill. I guess it wasn't paid last month. They're never moving in, I swear. I'm not paying it. I've been here.

Grrr. It's club night for Duckie. Another reason to me annoyed. Kitty is kneading my forearm. Yay me? I need read CompUSA is closing lots of stores. All of them within 200 miles of me appear to be closing up. That's depressing. Not that they haven't screwed themselves by moving further into consumer electronics but on a personal historic note there was a lot of history with them, shopping with different people, purchasing my VAIOs, first laser printer and flatbed scanners, and visits with Mother including opening day about 20 years ago. Change sucks.

Been a few bad nights of sleep. I've had folks coming into the house in my dreams, dreaming about an old neighbor who moved in just after my parents moved to the house, and last evening's dream I carried Mother and kitty back to the house from Neighbor's after a long evening. Not a chance for rest.

Kitty has been weird too. On Tuesday she hid under some covers pulled off the bed. I'd seen her do that a bit but never well into the evening. Not sure what sparked it. It did make me nervous.

Did I mention my cookies turned out crunchy? Yeah, not worth doing expired dough in the future. I'll preheat 15 minutes in the future although the manual online says 10 minutes if there's no indicator light. My experience, at least with even new electric ovens, is 10 minutes may not be enough. Sure, it's a gas oven but a few extra minutes preheating can't hurt.

The cat is still mutilating said left arm. Purr on full throttle. She watches a bit of TV, then hid awhile and came back later to lounge on the back of the sofa a lot like she used to when the two of us, with Mother would watch shows. I wish like hell Mother was here. I keep having more and more moments of "Oh, I want to tell her that or ask her this." It's maddening and not in an angry sense. I think I'll do cereal and see if this will post.