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They had this poll up at IMDB.

Star Wars/Lord of the Rings showdown: Han Solo or Aragorn?

And Han Solo is winning!!!  Somehow, that is just not right.  Don't get me wrong, I like Han Solo too.  But that is just wrong.  :P

And the new monitor works like a charm!  *does a little dance* 
Wait...no one was watching that were they?  *looks around all paranoid* 


I should have a Surgeon Generals warning label on me.  Warning:  do not mix lack of sleep with lack of caffeine.  May have unexpected side effects.

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Rosey also managed to hook me on The Urbz.  Evul witch that she is.  However, playing that before bed is guaranteed to make your dreams go wonky.   I had some really strange ones.  I think the only one that wasn't really strange, but was still weird, was the one that had some LJers in it.  Not sure why, or if we were at a con or something, but it was still weird.  And I mean weird.  *scratches head*

And people wonder why I'm always mad about something....

I hate confrontations.  I really do.  But I think I might be forced into it, and the fallout will not be pretty. 

I think I might have to divest my mother of her checkbook so we can manage to get bills paid.  Some days I don't think she knows how to balance the damn thing.  She has a horrible habit of overdrawing their account.  Like this month.  Our house payment was due at the beginning of the month, but we already knew it was going to be late.  The tire incident cut into what I had set aside, which set us back. 
But her....there was no reason for her to keep "dipping into" the funds that were supposed to be set aside for her half of the house payment.

She "dipped" into it so much that as of yesterday, she needed $60 to be able to make it.  After today at the grocery store, make that $100.  Had I known that she was going to be getting into that money, I wouldn't have even gone with her to the store, and I wouldn't have let her go to begin with.  And you know what?  This is money that I have to help replace.  Our house payment is now going to be a month late, instead of two weeks.
WTF?!?!

I've only been half-heartedly looking for a second job, because I had some misguided belief that we would be able to manage this.  Now, I'm definitively forced into it.  I'm going to be looking at the retail bullshit, and as much as I really don't want to do that, I don't feel that I have a choice.

Starting next month, I'm going to have her write me out a check for her half of the house payment, so I can deposit it into my account.  That way we only have to write one check, and that way I fucking know that the payment is going to get made!  Vice versa will not work, since I obviously cannot trust her not to spend it.