Trivializing the Momentous and Complicating the Obvious

So I've decided to go ahead and move to Michigan with the rest of my family. I just didn't want to think about having teenagers before I even have babies, and I couldn't get my sisters to realize they weren't acting like adults -- they don't listen to me; everything I say or do is stupid or obvious to them -- so I threw up my hands and said, basically, that's it. I'm going home.

There's still the condition that I need to have a job secured before I move, but it looks like that's what's going to happen.

I feel like posting, I guess.

So my sisters and I are apartment hunting. We'd prefer something in the Royal Palm Beach/Wellington area, because it's close to (almost) everything we do. We went yesterday to look at a place, but we didn't like it. Despite being cheap and having bedrooms of more-or-less equal size (a definite plus when no one of us has the clear advantage), it was also very small, dingy, and claustrophobic.

Weird that it could be small and claustrophobic -- the suffocating effect was really more from the way the building was situated than the actual size of the unit. I wouldn't mind smallness, as long as it was open.

So anyway, there's all this exciting stuff going on, and I have no idea where to begin, but I think I'm going to start posting again as if I'd never stopped, and pretend like everybody knows what I'm talking about. ;)

Right now my siblings, except for Renae, are at a Christian rock concert in Orlando. I didn't go because I wasn't really interested in driving three hours one way to see the one band I would have liked to see. The house is very quiet without them, but it's a nice break from the constant bickering that's been going on lately.

In other news, Hurricane Ike is now projected to hit Miami. The idea of evacuating 4.2 million people is mind-boggling. Hopefully West Palm Beach will dodge the brunt of the hit. Although we'll probably be without power for a few days, anyway. My mom's very happy to have planned her vacation so perfectly.

the sound gets really warped near the end, 'cause they're so close to the microphone, or whatever, but if you're familiar with Potter Puppet Pals, you might find this entertaining

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Stolen from jennlynnfs because I know I'm bad at updating things:

You know how sometimes people on your friend's list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you *should* already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.

Please copy mine below, erase my answers putting yours in their place then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration! One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out. :)


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I'm going tomorrow to see Sweeney Todd at the Kravis Center. :D

answers for the un-guessed quotes of the movie meme are as follows:

2. I'm afraid that one third of a gopher would only arouse my appetite without bedding it back down again. - O Brother, Where Art Thou?
3. Did I ever tell you that I used to read feet? - Godspell
4. How annoying, that they have to fight elections for their cause. The inconvenience! Having to get a majority. - Evita
11. Leave my elevator alone. - Blast from the Past

By the way, how does one go about pronouncing the word "meme"? In Doctor Who, it was pronounced as "meem" but I'm not sure that's correct.

1. Pick 15 of your favourite movies
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Fill in the film title once it's guessed.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.

1. Round up the usual suspects! (Casablanca, guessed by katharhino)
2. I'm afraid that one third of a gopher would only arouse my appetite without bedding it back down again.
3. Did I ever tell you that I used to read feet?
4. How annoying, that they have to fight elections for their cause. The inconvenience! Having to get a majority.
5. He was always a rather stupidly optimistic man. I mean, I'm afraid it came as a great shock to him when he died, but he was found dead at home. (Clue, guessed by shemmelle)
6. I do not play this instrument so well as I would wish, but I have always presumed that to be my own fault, because I would not take the trouble of practicing. (Pride and Prejudice, guessed by p00tigger and katharhino)
7. I got it! Your daughter's not your daughter, and the money, that used to be the jewels, is now your underwear! (Oscar, guessed by caror)
8. Remove head from sphincter, then drive! (10 Things I Hate About You, guessed by bijoux)
9. I'm afraid that calling us Englishmen is like calling an ox a bull: he's thankful for the honor, but he'd much rather have restored what's rightfully his. (1776, guessed by p00tigger)
10. I can't think about that now. I'll think about that tomorrow. (Gone with the Wind, guessed by katharhino)
11. Leave my elevator alone.
12. No, I do not want to spend Christmas with Miss Granola Suicide and her Spawn. (About a Boy, guessed by leksa)
13. You are born into a family. You do not join them, like you do the Marines! (While You Were Sleeping, guessed by p00tigger)
14. I quote John Lennon, "I don't believe in The Beatles, I just believe in me." Good point there. After all, he was the walrus. I could be the walrus, I'd still have to bum rides off people. (Ferris Bueller's Day Off, guessed by jennlynnfs)
15. How do you shoot the devil in the back? What if you miss? (The Usual Suspects, guessed by jennlynnfs)

These are probably pretty easy. Most of them, anyway. But we'll see. :)

I really want to move out. Can't do it at this point, though, at least, not without a roommate.

I've been thinking about getting back into writing, too. That's a time issue. Actually, that's not true; it's more of a tiredness issue. I made a pact with myself not to write when I'm tired anymore, because my characters start getting really emotional and weepy, and crying at the drop of a hat --- it's awkward. And then I have to try to make them seem like normal, well-adjusted people again. Especially tough when the characters are male. And I'm always tired.

*sigh* I seem to be getting more and more dissatisfied, in general. If I may borrow a quote, "I reek of discontentment." Something needs to change, or I may just pull my hair out.