AAAAARRRRGH
Feb. 27th, 2007 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hollybrookeI swear, there's some force in the world that just doesn't want me to print out my Ethics homework. I had problems out the ass on the computer at home (not surprised there), and Microsoft Word won't work up here on campus for me. Well, not on the computer I'm on, anyway. Modern technology just hates me today, I guess. I at least emailed my homework to Prof. Sadler and explained what was wrong, which is better than nothing.
Anyhoo...Sunday morning, we lost power! Yeah! Around 7:30 in the morning, Mom and I heard this random "pop" and the house lost power. And it wasn't just us; all of our neighbors lost power, too. And to make matter worse, the retards at NIPSCO didn't come out to fix the problem till around 9:45 at night. I at least got to go to work to wash up (some), but that means that Mom and Hunter had no power, no running water...we have a fireplace, so we at least had heat. But for NIPSCO to dick around and get to fixing the problem 14 hours later was a bit much. How are you going to see what you're doing at night?! And in cold, icy weather, to boot? Oh...then I get a call last night at work from Hunter. Apparently, NIPSCO came back out to work more on the problem, and they'd be shutting off power to our road at 10 PM, so he warned me to take the back way home since the entrance to our street would be barred off. What a fucking inconvenience, lemme tell ya.
But man...we all had it out with Mom this morning. She had some doctor's appointment scheduled. This is a new doctor for her, and she just flat-out didn't want to go. Dad was getting pissed that Mom just wanted to weasel her way out of a doctor's appointment. Hunter and I were getting pissed at her for it, too. She claims that none of these doctors do jack shit to help her out, and it doesn't matter which one she goes to; no one will have a cure for multiple sclerosis, and she'll just get worse and die anyway. But it's irritating that she will be so damn stubborn about getting any help for it, so that when she does have another attack, it won't be so bad, or something that will help with the pain anyway. She was bitching that it was too early for her to go in for her appointment, and she was coming up with every excuse in the world not to go in: "We lost power last night, it's been stressful enough with no power," blah blah. I told her she was just pulling a Britney: help is being made available to her and she doesn't want it. She tried calling up and cancelling her appointment, but the receptionist told her if she did, there'd be a cancellation charge since there was less than 24 hours notice.
*heh* And since Mom's a cheap-ass, she got caught. So she had to go.
While she and Grandma went to that, Dad and I stayed around at home and ranted about what an unpleasant, stubborn bitch Mom is, and she doesn't believe it one bit. And Dad and I are both in agreement that for as crappy as she treats all of us, she is damn lucky Dad has not left her ass yet and that I haven't moved out of the house yet. She wants us to feel pity and sympathy for her, but she makes it so damn hard.
In other news, Hunter bleached his hair. It looks hella cool. Now I seriously want to give it a go. Dad is even willing to buy the bleaching kit.
Anyhoo...Sunday morning, we lost power! Yeah! Around 7:30 in the morning, Mom and I heard this random "pop" and the house lost power. And it wasn't just us; all of our neighbors lost power, too. And to make matter worse, the retards at NIPSCO didn't come out to fix the problem till around 9:45 at night. I at least got to go to work to wash up (some), but that means that Mom and Hunter had no power, no running water...we have a fireplace, so we at least had heat. But for NIPSCO to dick around and get to fixing the problem 14 hours later was a bit much. How are you going to see what you're doing at night?! And in cold, icy weather, to boot? Oh...then I get a call last night at work from Hunter. Apparently, NIPSCO came back out to work more on the problem, and they'd be shutting off power to our road at 10 PM, so he warned me to take the back way home since the entrance to our street would be barred off. What a fucking inconvenience, lemme tell ya.
But man...we all had it out with Mom this morning. She had some doctor's appointment scheduled. This is a new doctor for her, and she just flat-out didn't want to go. Dad was getting pissed that Mom just wanted to weasel her way out of a doctor's appointment. Hunter and I were getting pissed at her for it, too. She claims that none of these doctors do jack shit to help her out, and it doesn't matter which one she goes to; no one will have a cure for multiple sclerosis, and she'll just get worse and die anyway. But it's irritating that she will be so damn stubborn about getting any help for it, so that when she does have another attack, it won't be so bad, or something that will help with the pain anyway. She was bitching that it was too early for her to go in for her appointment, and she was coming up with every excuse in the world not to go in: "We lost power last night, it's been stressful enough with no power," blah blah. I told her she was just pulling a Britney: help is being made available to her and she doesn't want it. She tried calling up and cancelling her appointment, but the receptionist told her if she did, there'd be a cancellation charge since there was less than 24 hours notice.
*heh* And since Mom's a cheap-ass, she got caught. So she had to go.
While she and Grandma went to that, Dad and I stayed around at home and ranted about what an unpleasant, stubborn bitch Mom is, and she doesn't believe it one bit. And Dad and I are both in agreement that for as crappy as she treats all of us, she is damn lucky Dad has not left her ass yet and that I haven't moved out of the house yet. She wants us to feel pity and sympathy for her, but she makes it so damn hard.
In other news, Hunter bleached his hair. It looks hella cool. Now I seriously want to give it a go. Dad is even willing to buy the bleaching kit.
