Bus tickets

Mom just caught dad tearing up brand new bus tickets. By looking at the serial number, we know he destroyed from 0 to 6, a total of 7. At $2.5 each. He just trashed $17.50. Sigh... (OK we bought the discount booklets. We didn't pay the face value, but they still worth that much.)

Seems like 2 out of the 7 still have intact magnetic strip. I hope the Handydart bus driver would accept them. Dad is the only one using them anyway, to go to day care.

He had torn up lucky money red envelopes (with money inside) before. He really deserves to be sent away. My desire to keep him around is close to none. The only one here who really wants him around is mom.

Yes, yes, yes, old folks insane like him are disliked by the senior homes' staff everywhere. No doubt about it. He will for sure be abused and "kept manageable" by sleeping pills. I do feel wrong sending him away knowing that he's gonna be abused. But right now, he's abusing us.

Oh, and he was hanging umbrellas on the laundry rack. This is new... (T_T) I'm not sure if he's actually mindless because there is no end to his "creativity" which cause us nothing but grief.

Goulash

Managed to get up at 11 which was early for me, only to find out dad was the only one around. Which means I have to babysit him and can't go out. Was hoping to surprised A, but of course didn't work. No point of even trying. Something is always screwing me up, sigh... (T_T)

Of course dad had to shut all the curtains and turn on the lights... on a perfectly sunny day. Sigh... After lunch, he was hunting for food again, and mom got mad again, and he got mad again, and so on and so on. (T_T) No peace. No peace at all. Why? Why???

A was with S anyway, so I took my time. Took advantage of the strong dollar and made more online purchases. Cleaned up the room a little bit, but far from finish. Finally got the recording under control. Would be nice to have 1 or 2 more of those Diaso pill boxes. By the time I met A, it was slightly before 4. Too late to go anywhere. Was hoping to get that Ikea bookcase or refund some stuff at Michael's. Again... none of that happened.

Thanks for the goulash, A. Although you didn't think it was too good, I think it was not that bad.

New year's day

(Photo was taken on the 31st and unrelated to subject... geeze, what a sad picture to start the year! I didn't have time to take a Pinky picture...)
Took me over an hour to get out of bed. My back is all screwed up. The usual stretch of putting the top leg opposite to the body made my leg tingle. Must be from sitting on the corner of R's desk chair to watch the whole movie last night. Couldn't help it because none of the chair was my size. No energy at all. (T_T) Had to ditch the idea of meeting A. Or, even leaving the house.

Nevertheless, got to clean myself up from head to toe and inside-out... felt better afterward, but not without incident. Dad came in while I was sitting on the thrown. I asked him to leave, he did, slower, but he didn't shut the door. I, of course, was unable to get up. Grrrr..... That was not the first time. He had come in when I was showering. I've place some... never mind.

Recorded and filed some of my recent purchases from all those boxing day sale. Not all done, though. Cleaning up the room is gonna take much much longer. I'm just overwhelmed by the clutter and not functioning properly. Must get that book case from Ikea... but don't want A to see my messy room...

I'm starting to think, am I really really slow, or am I just too greedy wanting to get too much done? Or maybe I simply can't handle them???

Pepsi Vanilla

Pepsi Vanilla... miniature! Super cute!

Naaaah, this is a lip balm. Not drinkable. Sent it to my old friend M for her ball jointed dolls. It seems to be the right size. (This photo is from last April.) Too bad she didn't seem to like it too much, and asked if she could sell it at a doll show. Oh well. It's hers and I don't care. All good.

New year's eve

Of course couldn't get up early when you go to bed that late. It was 2 when I was cooking oatmeal for lunch. Mom and aunt Y went to our family doctor to refill prescriptions. I was alone with dad, and the first thing I saw him do, was to take frozen sliced loaf of bread from the freezer and ate it without reheating. (T_T) Extreme pointless for me to stop him, because he never listens to me.

Then the ladies came back. Immediately mom prepared some freshly bought cheese buns for snack. Dad ate a whole one while mom shared one with aunt Y. (I didn't eat any because I just had oatmeal.) Then he kept on hunting for food and ate crackers, and then a persimmon, and something else. Mom got mad as usual. Then dad got mad as usual. There's no peace in this house-whole since long time ago. Sigh... (T_T) Dad just makes everyone grumpy and mad.

By the time I met up with A and S, it was 4:15. S didn't want to go to A's so he left. R and B invited A and I over for new year's eve dinner. We were there at around... 8? B's cooking was so awesome, I over ate. Met some new friends... already forgotten one of their names, though. But they had to leave around 10:30 for their kids' bed time. Then S's bed time. The rest of us watched a movie while waiting for the count down. There was nothing in town that was on TV. Nevertheless we found something on the same time zone and did the count down with Champagne. Finished off the movie, and I took A home. The lamb was so good, I'm gonna ask for the recipe. Thanks for the party! And happy new year!

House-sitting (3)

Got up at 12:30. Late again. But at least I was there already and didn't have to drive. The electric blanket I brought over yesterday and turning on the portable heater at 9PM helped a lot. I was able to sleep better.

Hope to meet up with A but I was just too slow. Brother came back today and I needed to pack up. By the time I was done eating, feeding the guinea pigs and the student downstairs, and cleaning up, it was 3. The sun was shinning but too late to go out. Had to cancel on A. Sorry...

Forgot to bring crimp beads, so all I could do was fixing jump rings, and it was all done. The piggies are such fuzzy eaters, they don't eat food that's been "contaminated" (stepped on). So I had to feed them small amounts every 2 or 3 hours. Brother's Mac is missing some plug-in for web radio. I could only listen to the news and traffic station. It wasn't the best choice, but there wasn't any other. At least they tell you it's -4 outside and how long the wait was at the border was. Then except for my own dinner, it was all surfing the web until brother's gang came back around 11:30.

Brother borrowed a friend's address down there to order a set of toilet railing for dad, and he brought it back this time. He also bought a new TV for mom to replace out really old, barely functional one. Besides that, it was the usual stuff. Clothing and food. Plus some greatly discount post-Christmas stuff. I hope he would help us set it up as I don't think I can do it.

Got home, and took advantage of the high dollar. Made some online purchases on Etsy. Before you know it, the sun was rising... Awwwwww... (T_T)

Dream

Another nightmare? I was with someone walking on the street, then came to an open construction site. A building was being demolished... hey it was my grade school! I was telling my friend (?) how it used to feel so much bigger...

Then it jumped to another part. I was with A, again walking on the street. It could be Japan or some Japanese area in other country. We went into a dingy convenient store. I tried to buy a tomato at the cashier. The young man brought out another one and said, 12 yen. I said, but I only want that first one. He then took the second one back, and said, 12 Japanese dollar. Hmm...

Then another jump. I was still walking with A, in some smaller side streets. The floor was wet. It could have rained. He had a shopping bag with some software he just bought. Then we parted. I was supposed to meet him back at a store or restaurant. I went back to my car and opened up the trunk. From it I took out a pair of leg protector (?) and put them on. They were as high has those over the knee boots, but made with magazine pages and packing tape. (Huh... what? Why?) They were bulky and heavy too. Something was pulling inside my left sock and my toes were cramping.

Somehow the scene switched and I was in an office trying to fix my left sock. I was trying to take the boots off and had one foot on a chair. A short balding Japanese (?) man was talking to me too. He wasn't pleased about this "bad manner". This guy... was my boss. (No, I don't know anyone like that in real life. It just was set up that way in the dream. Now that I think of it, he did look like one of my teachers but he's not Japanese...) A few moments passed. Not sure if I talked to other people or did anything else, but this "boss" came back and found me still trying to fix my sock. Then it repeated a 3rd time. This time he said, I'm fired. I was super shocked. I tried to explain the situation to him and yanked off the left "boot", and got shocked some more. I wasn't wearing any socks. My feet were wrapped in packing tape, and of course the left foot's wrapping was butched and my toes were all forced into a crocked position.

I couldn't change his mind. Very sad. Then I noticed the company was a publisher. I also recognized the cover of 2 of the magazines on display were Japanese web comics that I've been following. The people there seemed like I've known them long ago.

Tears came down. I was crying. Crying and crying. Yes, very say. But what about? Getting fired? Or loosing a dream job? I simply didn't like the situation. (Now that I've analyzed it, it could be that, A will never take me to Japan before my time runs out.)

Than I was woken up by A's phone call. It was noon. There were more to the dream but I can't remember.