Nancymarie’s House

I’ve been having dreams of dead people very frequently the last couple of months. Mostly they’re involving my parents, though Dad is stopping by  more often than Mom. Nothing unusual about it; everyone is acting like they did in life though I am up-to-date when I’m around. It’s hard to explain. :j

On  the gaming front, RuneScape is goin well for the most part. There’s been an addition of new dragon items and the prices for them are either dropping or no one is buying. I have a dragon piece for sale on the Grand Exchange (like a consignment shop without the owner taking a percentage). Yesterday, it was availible for the medium price (12.8M) and did not sell. I removed it and put it back on for the lowest price (11.5M). I know what the problem is – everyone who can kill the monsters for these new items is doing so and flooding the market, plus the skills needed to forge the pieces is very high and rare to find.

Forumwarz is great fun since I can be a total bitch with no consequences. Currently, I’m a level 17 camwhore. It’s free to play as long as you can access an internet connected computer. Empath is talking about buying Episode 2 for both of us.

When the ISP was shitting out on us, Empath and I bought a couple PC games for each of us to play. I have 2 Nancy Drew games and he had Bioshock.

I cleaned the shower today. I wonder how much mold is eating the other side of the drywall? The seal between the drywall and the tub is gone and we can never keep any caulking/sealant in the gap to prevent water from getting behind the wall. One corner of the tub has a film of grey mold no matter what I do to clean it off. We’re both suffering from colds again and I know that a build-up of mold in the walls can be a contrubuting factor to illness.

The whole ISP thingy is wonky. We’re seemingly only allowed 2 computer connections now. Empath found a way to ensure I can be online (we can share my compy) and may have found out why the limitations happened. 2 years ago, FIL came up with this bright idea to use a thrid party program (called a “connection manager”) which every computer had to install in order to use FIL’s ISP. If we aren’t online already, we have to fire up the CM and ask it to connect for us. Empath thinks our ISP found out about this program and put the kaibosh on us. The CM is like a piggy-back where we all ride on one account, I think at least. The underlying problem for me is my OS is XP while everyone else’s is Vista. Vista constantly checks for an online connection if you’re not online, so the second it can find a connection, it will take it. With XP (and this stupid CM), my compy needs to have someone at the keyboard and physically clicking for the connection.

Empath figures the house is now allowed only 2 connections to the WWW. What he does is disconnects his compy and immediately connect mine, usually late at night when we’re the only 2 people awake and online. FIL came down yesterday morning and asked if we were online. We were – I was the one talking to him. I mentioned how we only have 2 connections and he came off sounding pissed, his tone accusatory like we’d done something.

Not being online isn’t so bad for me. I can grab a book or settle down to the tv. Gods, I need to get to the library today (maybe) when Empath gets home. I remember why I always checked out 10-15 books.

ISP is going tits up for me. Only been online sporadically. I’m not dead, just unable to communicate.

The pest control guy stopped by and refilled all the traps with poison pink noms. The only 2 traps that weren’t empty were the 2 in our bedroom closet. Empath thinks the mice are climbing the neighbor’s tree, along the droopy branches and crawling inside the attic vents. The branch tips brush along the vents, so it’s a simple task. The guy left his calculator here when he wrote out the bill ($150). I put it in a Ziploc baggie with his card and placed it upstairs on the hall table incase he came back for it. Big mistake! It’s gone and the MIL put it somewhere “safe”.

Forum Warz is lots of fun, though I can only visit forums 4 times each day. My camwhore is level 9 now and I’ve just got to grind up to higher levels to complete this first episode of the game.

We’ve heard mice again.

About a month ago, Aunt L (now she has a name, MIL’s sister from the last post) found a dead mouse in a pile of clothes. Empath bagged it in the garbage. We figured the poison pink noms killed it. Friday, he heard a big thumping above his head and said it must be another mouse probably in doing death throws. Neither of us have heard anything else like scratching or digging since. I made Empath call the pest control guy and see if he could come back to top up the poison pink noms. He’ll be here Wednesday.

The mice were gone for a long time (6 months?) – no sounds or evidence at all – until Emapth noticed the garbage bags kept in the storage shed were nibbled upon. My theory is the mice are living in the shed, feeding on bugs and trash as they work on getting another pawhold into the house. I’m a bit mental about this; giving human attributes like revenge to a tiny rodent. The ILs act like this is not their problem. A lot like a baby hiding under a blanket: I can’t see you, so you can’t see me.

Something I’m wondering about is if I ever appear on the front page of WP. There’s this section with Today’s Recent Posts and I never see myself there even if I posted something 2 seconds ago.

A new invention, at least in my household, is the breakfast burrito. I folded scrambled eggs, cheese and 2 strips of bacon in a cheesy tortilla and it was nom worthy. I’ll make 2 more tomorrow seeing as there’s 2 tortillas left over.

I’m starting out playing Forum Warz as a camwhore. It’s a game Empath and I can play together. The downside is I can only visit forums 4 times a day, so I’m going to save up my visits since I enjoy pwning them so much.

It might be worth mentioning Barack Obama is president-elect. Empath and I talked over the possible backlash of a black man being president: assassination. Neither of us are encouraging this, but think about it. Last time a president got shot at was Reagan (1981) and we think someone is going to decide it’s time to “get that Nigger”.

The MIL had her sister defrost the deep freeze. The sister is scraping the ice off the sides while the MIL is standing around, telling the sister not to lean in so far what with her broken rib.

I’m dead serious with this. MIL gets her sister to clean up her house and shit. Anyway, they dumped out 5 gargage bags of food some of which was 5 years old!

I bought a bottle of pina colada mix last week and we finally broke it out for a taste. Yeeewwl. Too sweet. *face* I asked Empath if this is what Purity syrup tastes like and he said yes. Omfg. Definitely need some light rum with this. Tonight, Empath brought home a pint of Bacardi light rum. I got some ice cubes, dropped them in a Ziploc freezer bag and he crushed them out on the front step with a meat tenderizer. I mixed the drink and sipped it over the bathroom sink. The ice so makes difference, diluting the gagging sucrose to a tolerable flavor. I’m enjoying the drink right now; my first alcoholic beverage in 5 years (sniffing liquor bottles does not count ).

Did I mention we quit going to the Y? Maybe, I dunno. Confusion comes from having 3 active, yet so different blogs.

1. Turn your clocks BACK ONE HOUR tonight.

2. If you’re following me on Twitter or marked me as a friend on Facebook, take me off. I can’t login to either site. Twitter won’t let me after I changed the background to cloudy and Facebook just sets me a runaround.

The thing that’s getting my goat this time is the fucking dehumidifier in the upstairs kitchen. Every goddamn time I go to cook anything, the FIL turns the machine on. Oh, you think it’s just to take moisture out of the air? Au contraire, mon frere! It only gets used when I’m cooking.

Remember: it’s not paranoia when they’re actually stalking you!