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*rofl* Yes, those dreaded maintenance that usually endeded making the servers more problematic than before.

I've quit playing it and I don,t miss that. INstead, I'm spending time discovering what the Mac App store have to show me. whee

I don't think I should tell the girl I'm chasing right now that I refer to her as "The Dilemma" when I'm talking to my friends.

Wait. Hold up. So...

-I meet a girl.

-I get shot down by a girl continuously for two years.

-I move to NC

-Girl is planning to be all over my nuts as soon as I head back for a visit.

Wait, what?

So I used to be a pretty decent Gaia fisher. I quit playing when they introduced the captcha because there was some sort of glitch that if you asked for a different one because you couldn't read it, it wouldn't update properly, and you'd still get it wrong, and I just got tired of losing my buckets. But I've been trying again since they added the new fish.

Let me just say I ******** hate mutant crabs. They swim like they're stoned and I can't tell the moss ones from trash for the life of me. I went for a trophy back in '04 or '05. I was a solid 3rd place before I got a killer backache and decided to quit. I wonder if I should try again... If I did that well using F bait, then maybe if I wasn't such a godamned cheapass and actually invested in A I could place without quite so many hours spent filtering.

And ironically, even though Durem isn't exactly my best, I've managed to fill out my dancing card there first. The witchling catfish and blood ironjaw are still hiding from me. (Along with every rare but the 'bino. Chalk it up to the cheap bait.If I ever get enough trash for those recipes, maybe I'll bother upgrading it.)

On that note, I've fallen for this girl that loves all of my faults, foibles, and good qualities. Willing to put up with me completely.
She's gorgeous in my eyes, just 2 years my youth, and with a 6 month old child. It creates challenges, but I'm full and ready to take upon those for what they are.
I'm happy with her, and she with me. That's all I can really ask for.

Aw... why does fishing always refuse to save on my best runs? Well, okay. It wasn't my "best" seeing as how it was like my 10th Gambino run on F bait and dredging, but I did get an ironjaw. That's pretty lucky when I'm mostly trying to finish out my trash recipes.

Oh, FFS. I wonder if my mom even has half a brain in her head. She's been practically comatose for a week. Now, she knows this happens when her potassium levels become dangerously low, but it took me that long to pound it into her head to take a supplement because she doesn't like to sit up for half an hour after taking one. Yes, that is SO much worse than having your heart stop.

Since she finally took one yesterday, she had enough energy to go over to my grandma's house today. Despite the fact that the roads are so bad that even my college canceled, and they NEVER cancel. This family is so ******** up, I swear. It's the end of the world if you don't see them every single day. And god forbid you don't spend hours on the phone with them! I swear, my mom spends at least three hours on the phone with my grandma every day, but that's not good enough. She has to see us. Like she doesn't know what the ******** we look like. So my mom hadn't been there since Thursday, and being the WONDERFUL daughter that she is, she decided she would go over today. I only wish she were half as good of a mother to me as she is a daughter to my grandma.

So she got back and decided to go get the mail. Oh, and she wasn't even wearing boots - just these ridiculous little clark loafers with no heel because they don't "hurt her sciatica." So of course she fell. And she has osteoporosis, so she also broke her ankle. I take calcium and D every day just because I have a family history of osteoporosis, but she already HAS it, and god forbid she take any vitamins. She also smokes and drinks about 5 cans of Coke a day. It was just a few years ago that she broke her back and kept me up all night screaming as a 21st birthday present.

I realize I probably sound like a horrid, compassionless little b***h right now, but I am so ******** sick of this s**t. It's not "bad luck" - it's her own refusal to take care of her own godamned health. She won't exercise, she won't change her diet, she won't even pop a ******** vitamin - the only "treatment" she approves of is pharmaceticals. She sleeps all godamned day, and yes, I know fibro makes you tired, but I can't help thinking making a few changes would help. And then she spends the few hours she does spend awake catering to my grandma. Maybe I need some help, every once in a while! I am only 25 and I am sick and ******** tired of feeling like I live in a resthome.

So apparently it isn't a break - it's a really bad sprain. I don't know if that's better or worse. They say it takes longer to heal, but they want her to walk on it, so I don't have to worry about her clumsy a** falling off of her crutches.

My mom told me to stay home last night when my uncle took her to the hospital, so I did. I thought, you know, somebody might have the decency to call me and tell me what was going on. My dad told me my best bet was to call the hospital, so after nearly three hours of waiting I did. I just caught my mom as she was leaving. "Oh! Nobody thought to call you!" What the ******** was so exhausted from worrying that I just wanted to go to bed when she got home, but the stupidity doesn't stop there. She nearly busted her a** on the way up the stairs the first time, so OF COURSE, she had to go out to the garage to smoke a cigarette. So I had to wait up to make sure she didn't fall. And, seeing as she gets up in the middle of the night all of the time to go smoke, I didn't get any sleep because I was listening for her to do something else stupid. I can't believe this is the woman who treats me like I can't boil water!

Edit: I just made her promise she won't go out to smoke in the middle of the night. She'd better not be shitting me.

Friday Night Edit:

So my mom went to the orthopedic surgeon, today. He told her that she was right - it is broken. I swear, can the hospital ER staff get any dumber? I'd think it would be pretty ******** basic medicine to determine a sprain from a break, especially in an environment designed for such emergencies and equipped with X-rays.

Now that I think of it, maybe the hospital staff isn't so dumb. I yelled at her about a million times for walking without her brace yesterday. "But the doctor said I don't have to sleep in it." But you're NOT sleeping - you're walking! I didn't get her to listen to me until my dad told me that she needs to wear the brace so her bone is supported and doesn't break. Which I really can't find any verification for, but I figure he's had enough sprained ankles in his life and it got her to put the damned brace back on.

So now she has a purple cast and boot thing. And I think I've got a headcold from taking her out to the garage to smoke without putting my coat on.