December 30th, 2003

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The funeral

Tim's funeral was really strange.

To be really blunt, Tim has some seriously WT connections. I'm talking an entire family of people who showed up for this thing in denim and leather. The WHOLE FAMILY, kids included. There were quite a few other people there who were obnoxious. People were loud, laughing, loudly saying 'AMEN' at weird times. The leather and denim family decided to let their bratty kid play with a toy to keep him quiet - unfortunately the toy was A SET OF KEYS. *headdesk* And there were a couple other kids who wouldn't shut the hell up. Or, rather, whose parents wouldn't shut them the hell up. And I'm not talking about little babies where it can't be helped - I mean a kid who was old enough to burst out "I WANT MY TOY! WAAAHHHHHH" before thankfully being escorted out by the parent(s). And that's not to mention all the religious fanatics who tried to turn the funeral service into an altar call/revival. One guy got up there and basically said the same four sentences over and over again for about ten minutes. "I know Tim loved every single person in this room. I know Tim wants to see all of you again. Please, if any of you don't know Jesus Christ, please talk to someone here and accept him into your life." Okay, so it was the same THREE sentences over and over.

My god, it was a circus.

However, the graveside part of the service was like a complete 180 from that. Only a few people showed up, which would include everyone who was acting respectably and no one who wasn't. Evidently Tim was in the Army at some point, as there was an eight-man detail there. They gave him a 21-gun salute and did the whole folding the flag and giving it to the wife thing, which was very nice. First time I'd seen that in person, I was impressed.

The Roomate

Tandra and I have had some limited conversation about Drea. Mostly it consisted of me stressing Tandra out further by bitching about it all the time, but some progress was made. Tandra has in fact noticed the same things I have and these things do bother her. That was something I wasn't sure of before. Tandra's willing to give her a little more time and benefit of the doubt, so I'm willing to go along with that.

I don't know if Tandra said anything to Drea last night, but last night Drea slept in the basement for the first time in I don't know how long. Of course that might have had something to do with the comment I made when Drea came in the kitchen to get something to drink - "Hey, Drea, that's the first time I've seen you off the couch in three days!" Of course I pretended like I was just teasing, but I was completely serious, and completely truthful, and I think she knew it. Or maybe it had to do with the fact that Tandra cleaned the living room really well and it looks really nice and Drea just didn't feel at home or comfortable in such a clean, uncluttered space. *shrug*

So now today Tandra and I both have to work, and no one is available to watch the kids, so we're actually going to the extent of asking my parents to do it, rather than ask Drea to do it. See, if we ever ask Drea to watch our kids, then there's the obligation to say yes if she ever asks us to watch her kids, and Tandra and I want absolutely nothing to do with that. So we're pulling my parents out of retirement for the afternoon. Good times.

Life, the Universe, and Everything

Finally I actually have a couple specific ideas on where I want to go, and I have an idea for plans on how to get there. What I don't have is 100% confidence that it's what the other important people in my life want to do. I'm completely willing to be patient if that's what I need to do, but there's also the bit inside that says that if I've found some direction, I should pursue it and take my loved ones with me. That's kind of like kidnapping though. *headdesk again*
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    Cirrus - Hit the Decks

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Okay, this is horrid and disgusting, but it's bothering me so much that I've got to get it out.

I had a helping of Drea's homemade macaroni and cheese for lunch. Good stuff. I then proceeded to fall asleep in my chair upstairs for about half an hour. Upon awakening, I immediately noticed the strong and foul stench of vomit coming from, evidently, my own mouth. It was as bad as or worse than the puke breath that pizza inevitably gives me.

It's still there, strong as ever. I've been drinking Dr Pepper and eating chocoloates (because those are the only things available to me) and they aren't even making a dent in it. I'm thoroughly disgusted with myself. Blech.

Sorry. Carry on.
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    Enya - River

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About a week ago, my bathtub started leaking. Well, not the bathtub itself, but some component of the plumbing that makes it work. It went from bone-dry to a very hefty drip-drip-drip. This is a problem because given the location of the apparent leak, I'm going to have to tear into the wall to get at it and fix it.

Then Drea informs me that the carpet in the basement is wet. You guessed it, the leak is going down through the wall to the basement. Nice. I moved some of Cody's crap out of the storage room in the basement and found a lot of water. This is not good.

So now I'm faced with a situation where I must fix this immediately, or risk a terrible case of mold inside my walls. Given Tandra's and my allergies, and remembering that we actually had to move out of a previous house because of just that sort of problem (weekly sinus infections are no fun), this is not a happy situation. I don't have the money for this.

Then add to the mix the fact that this bathroom is one of the things in the house that I would really like to remodel before we move out. Obviously we can't remodel the whole thing right now, but this sure would be a good opportunity to replace the tub and shower. Again though, we run into the issue of money. I'm estimating that with a cheap tub and shower, we could do that work for around $700. Too bad, I'd really like some of the shower units I've seen online for more like $2000, but alas. I suppose just about anything brand new we stick in there will be better than what's in there now.

If I replace the tub, I'd really like to replace the fixtures. ($$$)

If I rip into the wall, I'd really like to install an exhaust fan in the bathroom, since it doesn't currently have one. ($$$)

I put off my mortgage payment by one paycheck this month in order to afford Christmas. That means that my next check is going to be something like $400 short of my bills. I.e. I don't have money right now to do this. Maybe in a month or even two weeks I could do it, but not now.

And that's not to mention how long the work might take - this is the only shower in the house. I can come to work and shower here if I have to, but Tandra doesn't have such a good option as far as I know, and that does nothing for us on days off.

Dad's coming over tonight to take a look at it. Maybe we'll go to Lowe's and price some tubs or something.

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    Oceanlab - Clear Blue Water (Above & Beyond Progressive mix)

a victory against the RIAA

Cox is our only local Cable Modem ISP. Cox also happens to be Tandra's employer. She just forwarded this bit of company correspondence to me.

It basically says that due to a decision by the US Court of Appeals in D.C., ISPs are no longer required to answer subpoenas issued by or on behalf of the RIAA or under the powers of the DMCA.

Full text of the company message is Collapse )

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The good news is the bad news, and it's mostly good. We found the source of the leak in the basement. Apparently when it got cold, the pipe that goes from my main water pipe to the outdoor faucet burst. Fortunately it had a dedicated shut-off valve, so that was an instant fix. The basement is already drying.

Evidently the drippy leaky problem happening in the bathroom with the tub is a separate issue. We haven't quite gotten that one figured out yet, but it's much less of a problem now that I know it's not soaking the basement.

I pulled up the wet carpet in the basement and I've got my beloved box fan on it. I hope I can sleep without my fan.

The only bad thing about this is that we don't get/need to remodel the tub and shower now. *shrug* I suppose that's a good thing since I can't really afford it at the moment anyway.