Updates: Media (lyrics) has a new layout. I could never figure out how to lay it out, but it's easier to navigate now. I'm still working on a better duplicate Mamblog mod. I'm trying to make submittions easier but the poetry form died for some reason. Quizzes are also on their way from the old site. Joomla content isn't very code friendly so I'm having to rewrite old code. You can still click on News > AH v21 > Screen if you wish to use the quizzes.
I can't believe it, soupermail used to be my thing. I used it to process and add up the costs when people signed up for hosting. I spent free time at sourceforge.net answering questions on the soupermail forums. I've spent several hours trying to get it running on either dragon-ears or amas-veritas (they're both at different hosts) and I can't do it. dragon-ears shows a server error and amas-veritas shows a CGI error (but doesn't actually specify an error code either time). I am about ready to cry.
So the insurance company wants to fix my car for $6000, or so my sister heard from some guy at the Ford dealer. I'm really pissed off because my parents refuse to believe that they'd give us the money intead of getting my fixed when other people have done that or have heard of people who have done that. There's not way I'd ever be able to sell my car for $6000 so it's a total waste of money. I don't know what the insurance company was thinking. I spoke to my mother on the phone and she wasn't going to tell me this news in first place and seemed bothered that my father had told me. Then she was pissed off because she didn't hear me say bye to her the day before and instead of assuming she just didn't hear me like half of the 23 years of my life, she assumed right off that I wasn't speaking to her (even though I had said hi to her ten seconds prior to that). I don't know what the hell her fucking problem is. We had decided last weekend that we were going to go look at cars this weekend and now she's denying that we ever decided that and my dad said we're not looking at cars. Therefore, I'm going to miss all the sales this weekend. It sucks, I don't even know how to proceed. I'm going to try to get ahold of the insurance company Tuesday to see what the hell is going on. I called back the adjuster last Wednesday and she never called me back. I took the Mensa Workout on the Mensa International website and it said I have a good chance of passing the Mensa test. I'm going to order the American Mensa home test to see if I can really do it or not. It'd be kinda cool if I did pass it. I probably wouldn't participate in any of the Mensa events but it'd be cool anyhow. I wonder if that's something you can put on your resume or if it looks presumptuous.
I'm like a neglectful parent. I sit here and fool around, constantly thinking about the work I want/need to do here, trying to convince myself it'll be fine if I wait one more day. Luckly this site isn't a living creature. I was in a car accident last week. Tuesday night to be exact, on my way home from work. The airbags deployed, the passenger side window shattered, my car's basically totalled. I say basically because we haven't heard from the insurance company yet; however, it's going to cost $6,000 to repair and my car was only worth $3,000 15,000 miles ago. It's a '97 black Ford Mustang and I love that car. I'm already looking at new cars though, because it's hard to believe the insurance company will cover that. The 2005 Mustangs are nice, they cost about the same as a Civic Hybrid. The differences are that I'll love the 2005 Mustang, but the Civic Hybrid will give me a $1,500 deduction on my taxes and will cut my gas bill in half. I'm still kind of questioning myself but I'm almost positive that if I end up buying a new car I'll get the Mustang. The rental I'm driving now is a Nissan Maxima. I hate it and I don't think the Civic will be that different to me. It will also have less power. I'm totally stressed out about the cost though. I just don't make enough to move out, make car payments, and then in a year and a half I'll have to take on my therapy and medication as well which I don't know how I'm going to do even without the car payment. If I live at home for the next two years I can pay it off in 20-22 months. On of that, I've completely lost control of my food. I go into the grocery store now without any clue as to what I'm there to buy because I'm not willing to eat the two or three things I've been eating for the past month. My body is disgusting (which somehow reminds me that I'm supposed to print out photos of people I think are "thin enough" for therapy tomorrow). Talk about making me feel like shit.
I got some pictures today, it was so hot though. I'm going up to Santa Barbara next Saturday through Sunday to take pictures at the beach...sunset and dawn or just the morning. I'm sort of not looking forward to it, but I guess if I don't force myself to do the things I know I'll enjoy in the end, I'll never get to do anything I enjoy.
My dad and I are going to go take pictures today but it was like 90 degrees out yesterday. I went to find new pants yesterday at Express but I drove to two malls and the Express at both of them were boarded up like they're doing major renovations. I wandered through a couple of stores and didn't see anything worth trying on. All the s were tank s or short sleeve which I can't wear and I didn't see any pants worth trying on. It was exhausting and very disappointing. This crazy lady came up to me, said "Here Baby" and tried to give me a business card, the sound in her voice was like pity or something...creeped me out. I sort of reluctantly chose Descanso Gardens to take pictures but I'd rather go to Huntington Library. It costs about twice as much to get in though.
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