Speaking of the Tribes 2 community that I'm involved in, there's a young man named Carter whose father plays competitively. Carter was diagnosed with neuroblastoma, which is a type of cancer, in the fourth stage. His family has setup a website and they update it quite frequently. With Carters fathers permission, I'm going to add a link for the site. Visit the site, sign the guestbook, send your prayers and if you feel so inclined, they have a PayPal link up as well. Much love to little Carter and all of his family.
says MarissaD at 12/28/2002 02:01:00 AM
Overall today would've been pretty shitty had I not checked my mail five minutes ago. I got that tshirt in the mail from Shaw, aka DwarfVader who is my friend from Tribes 2 along with a very perfect letter. I think it's only fitting if I sleep in it tonight. hehehe!
says MarissaD at 12/28/2002 01:54:00 AM
December 27, 2002
What the crap!?! I think I'm now the only one with no digi cam. :(
says MarissaD at 12/27/2002 02:18:00 AM
Mom sent me this pic. I haven't seen that hair in a long time. Would everyone believe all that snow is actually in west Texas? Amazing, eh?
says MarissaD at 12/27/2002 01:18:00 AM
December 24, 2002
Misti, sweety, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but Santa isn't real. :|
says MarissaD at 12/24/2002 07:16:00 PM
December 23, 2002
If, for some reason, there were any folks in the Dallas area who hire programmers, please take a look at my cousin-in-laws resume over at his site. Tell 'em Moe sent ya!
says MarissaD at 12/23/2002 07:58:00 PM
Okay, you only thought you heard some weird cat stories thus far. Prepare yourself.
K.C. likes to hang out on the balcony now and then. She stands by the door and meows until I open the sliding glass door enough for her to inch her way onto the balcony. Then, she sits out there and stares at the glorious outdoors. Last night was one of those nights where she begged to go out and of course I opened the door for her. So, I'm sitting here at the computer, having a late night snack when I see a flash of light which I mistake for a flash from some type of camera. Kneejerk reaction I guess. Me being the gullible soul that I am, I look around for the camera that flashed. It takes me a few seconds to realize that I don't even have a camera with a flash on it. So now I'm sitting at my computer wondering what the hell the flash of light was and I hear the loudest *BANG* I've ever heard. I thought it was the apartments next door to me blowing up. And I'm not even kidding. Approximately one full second later, the cats come tearing in past me into the bedroom and under the bed. That didn't really surprise me because the bang scared me enough to jump and sit bewildered for several seconds, so I couldn't imagine what my cats were thinking. I called Mykie, who had just dropped me off after we'd seen Adapation (weird movie, very weird) to see if he heard it too. Nope he hadn't. Okay. I talked to him for a few minutes and then I went into the bedroom to see how the cats were doing. K.C. was sitting by the bathroom sink, with tears of blood coming out of her right eye. I shit you not. I freaked right the hell out and pretty much started crying. I bent down to look at it and got a kleenex to wipe the blood out of her eye. It was dripping. Like she was literally crying blood. After I called several people and woke them up at an unGodly hour, I just sat with her and hugged her and wiped the blood/water from her eye. Eventually I was able to see that she had somehow busted her lower eyelid in two. I guess after the lightening and thunder, she flipped out and ran into something. I really have no idea what happened for sure, but she injured herself rather well. Today it is very swollen, but she's acting like nothing is even wrong, so that's good. Unfortunately, I don't have spare $$ sitting around to run her to the vet. *boohoo sob story* I'm just going to see what happens over the next few days and pray that it doesn't get infected. If it does, I'll be scrounging and borrowing money to get her checked out. After that little drama-pet emergency, I pretty much realized how much it would blow to have a child and see it hurt. I felt like my heart was ripped in two when I saw her sitting there, shaking, bleeding and unable to see through it. It brought me to my knees and the only thing I could do was cry, wipe her tears and hug her. No freakin way I could handle anything similar with a human being that I made. It would definitely kill me.
Sooo. Anyone want to get me The Sims Online? I don't want to pay the damn monthly fee, but I do want to play it for a bit. Damnit.
says MarissaD at 12/22/2002 02:11:00 AM
December 21, 2002
So, tonight I decided it was time to give little K.C. a bath. She is the cat with claws, so I knew it wasn't going to be easy. That being said, it was a huge success. It didn't take long at all. She was very unhappy with being in a bathtub, but she has had a reek of poo on her for a few weeks. I thought it would go away. Rather, I hoped because I'm not a huge fan of giving a bath to kitties, especially ones with claws. It was actually pretty easy with her though. As long as I held her kind of close and kept my mouth on her head like I was kissing her, she didn't spaz out. She cried a lot and when Judy heard her, she came to the door and was talking to her, trying to calm her down I think. I thought that was sweet. When we got finished with the shampoo, I rinsed her off and plopped her out onto the towel and she looked up at me like a 10 year old who just had a shot. "I guess that wasn't that bad." I thought I would try to use the hairdryer on her a little so it wouldn't take so long to dry, but she vetoed that. Now she's just sitting on the floor, licking off all that extra water and Judy is even kind of helping her. They're so cute when they get along.
says MarissaD at 12/21/2002 11:32:00 PM
December 19, 2002
For all that is right and holy, please, Tay, please take a pic of you, gabe and tycho holding a sign that says "HI PIXIEDEE!!" PLEASE!!!!!!!
says MarissaD at 12/19/2002 06:47:00 PM
December 17, 2002
I just got a spam email advertising spam email. Am I the only one who finds that slightly amusing, yet painfully annoying?
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Funny, no?
says MarissaD at 12/17/2002 01:34:00 PM
"25 is young.. when i'm 25 i still want to feel like i'm barely started my adventure"
Suddenly, a little shred of light slaps me on the head.
You know what? Screw the worry and the panic. If I were as crazy as I sometimes think I am, my family would've had me committed a long time ago. I'm not fucking crazy and I'm not a failure. I'm not going to waste my energy trying to prove that to other people. I have my share of crap to be responsible about, but so does everyone else. If I end up with bills out my ear and living in my car, that is worst case scenario. I'm still alive. I still have a chance to experience what this world is about. And I'm still probably better off than a lot of people. I'm sick of focusing on crazy and negative and sad. Sick of it. To hell with that. I have a brain that works well, I have a soul that is deep and I have two cats that are forced to love me because I feed them everyday. I don't have to worry or panic.
So another year goes by. I'm 25 now. I don't feel old, persay. I really just feel like I should have something more going by now. Oh well, it's not like I can change that. Thank you everyone for all the bday cards, gifts, wishes and everything else. I felt very loved on my bday and I appreciate it. I hope everyone has a good week and a good Christmas.
Amanda, I'm working Monday and Thursday this week. Give me a call when you plan on coming in. Maybe we can go eat some lunch or something.
says MarissaD at 12/16/2002 12:37:00 AM
December 13, 2002
Today was my first day at work. I did really well. I am working in the galleria, which is a huge mall here in Dallas. It's four stories tall and has an ice rink in the middle. Where the ice rink is, the upper floors just have balconies so people can watch the people ice skating. The place is all decked out for Christmas and on the top floor there is about a 20 foot tall bear. (Pic of AtriumPic of huge Bear) Apparently on Wednesday, a 26 year old man climbed to the top of the bear and jumped off of it, trying to kill himself on the ice rink. He missed the ice rink and landed in the walk way in front of the La Madeline restraunt, but he did successfully kill himself. It has been nowhere on the news and no one is talking about it, because apparently the management of the galleria doesn't want to discourage people from shopping there. I'm sorry, but it's just damn creepy.
says MarissaD at 12/13/2002 04:42:00 PM
Yesterday was a very tiring day for me. I had a headache most of the day. Some drama reared its ugly head a few times. I was overall pretty miserable the entire day. When I was finally done with everything that required my consciousness, my head hit the pillow and I was out like I've never been out before. Through all the shittyness, Mykie and Ben were two very solid rocks that I was able to lean on. As Mykie shuttled me around town, I was able to sit and watch the buildings float by through the passenger window. I observed people working into the darkness, high above ground in their corner offices with a view. I listened to the dead leaves being blown around on the ground from the speeding traffic. I watched the lights of the city illuminating the faces of the people in my life who are the best description of a hero in my mind. As my head was pounding and my stomach was churning, I struggled to understand how it's possible to have people who are so inspiring and amazing, and at the same time have people who just make your head hurt when you only attempt to understand the logic from which they draw their poor decisions and selfish actions. Such a stark contrast. White to black.
I'm still going to have an amazing day on Saturday. It's my damn party!!
says MarissaD at 12/13/2002 06:18:00 AM
December 11, 2002
There. Updated the main pic.
says MarissaD at 12/11/2002 12:11:00 PM
Right. People have been asking what I want for my bday. I tell them all that I want to hang out with my friends. To some, this will suffice. Others give me dirty looks. To make it easier on myself and others, if you really want to get me something, I'm not going to argue with you about it. :P I did another quick wishlist at ThinkGeek. I also like a few of the shirts at Game-Skins. (Small) If neither of those options tickle your bday giving fancy, you can always donate via my paypal link to the left, or just send me a nice bday e-card. Or send me nudie pics. Note: The last option is really not acceptable. Seriously. Don't.
says MarissaD at 12/11/2002 11:04:00 AM
I have been overly moody lately. Yesterday I was dizzy all day. My throat has been hurting and I have an unhealthy amount of crud in my throat/nose. However, despite all of that, I intend to have a very nice bday on Saturday with my friends. Some folks are probably coming down from Oklahoma to hang out with me and my "posse" so that should be fun. I hope to be in a good mood and not all bitchy like I have been.
says MarissaD at 12/11/2002 08:54:00 AM
December 10, 2002
Tom added a long piece about consoles and emulating. Is good, if you're a gamer who likes knowing some history. If you're not, you'll be bored.
Someone griped about no update yesterday. Sorry. This isn't exactly one either, but the day is hardly over.
My 25th birthday is this Saturday. I'm excited to hang out with a lot of friends. :)
Breaker made me another flash animation. This one is much better.
says MarissaD at 12/08/2002 04:11:00 AM
December 07, 2002
I'm semi-officially in the hair cutting business! Officially because I've cut a few people's hair. Semi because I haven't gotten anything for it. But it's a lot of damn fun. The first thing I learned is don't say "Eww" when you accidentally do anything. The second thing, it's okay to stab now and then. They're probably used to it.
OH! I just remembered some pictures I got from my aunt's computer that I took a long time ago. Must Link A Few. P.S. They're huge for now. I might resize later. Maybe not...
I'm very, very tired right now. I don't want to go into names, but you people (misti, amanda, andra) better update really damn soon.
Tonight I went to my aunts to have a Hanukkah dinner. That was nice. We were all schooled a little bit in Jewish tradition and the meaning of Hanukkah. Tomorrow I'm going to a small celebration that my aunt's church is doing. That should also be nice. I'm sure I'll learn some more there. After Hanukkah dinner, we (myself, cousin ben, cousin richard) met up with Mykie, Bryan and Launa at IHOP. FINALLY our regular waitress Donna was there. I don't know if I've ever talked about her, but she kicks so much ass. I only go to IHOP for the Country Griddle Combo, eggs over medium, ham instead of bacon or sausage, no fruit on the pancakes and Donna. And to hang out with all my friends. What's sad is that I know those late nights with them and Donna at IHOP will end someday. I'll be very sad when that happens. I hope it never does.
Mykie did fine on his jury, for those who asked. :) Well, he hasn't gotten the grade yet, but he felt mostly good about it. Though that was mostly because it was overwith and not necessarily because he did spectacular. Anywho, it's overwith and he's a bit better. I'm going to bed now.
says MarissaD at 12/07/2002 03:13:00 AM
December 06, 2002
So pretty much everyone that I've linked on this page is slacking in the update department. I'm sitting at Mykie's right now watching Newsradio. I haven't seen that show in so long. I almost want to get cable just so I can have A&E so I can watch Newsradio now and then. Mykie has jury today which is basically his final for his piano class. (I'm pretty sure..) I went with him last night to the practice room and listened to him play for awhile. I knew he could play, but it was just really cool. Even though he is nervous about this stuff, I know he'll do great.
I got a new job the other day. Not anything big, really, but I'm excited about it. I'll be a shoe saleswoman! HEHE! In the galleria at Steve Madden. They have awesome shoes. I don't know my hours yet, but when I find out, if it's less than 30, I'll probably be getting another job at Jack Astor's restaraunt part time. It may seem silly, but I think I'll be much happier with a job like the ones I'm getting rather than a stuffy old corporate job. We'll see.
I find it slightly amusing that in my favorites I have two folders next to each other titled "War" and "Peace". Only slightly amusing.
says MarissaD at 12/03/2002 10:56:00 AM
December 01, 2002
Noam Chomsky has some very interesting things to say. Verrrry interrrestinnnng.
says MarissaD at 12/01/2002 10:06:00 PM
Tracked her down and got a pic. Not lazy anymore. I know she looks pissed and she was. She wasn't in the mood for a photo shoot tonight.
says MarissaD at 12/01/2002 03:50:00 AM
I'm not sure if the girls have become friends or if they're endlessly chasing each other around the apartment because they don't like each other. I'm pretty sure they're having fun because neither of them are really fighting. They're just running back and forth. Into the bedroom, K.C. chasing Judy. Into the living room, Judy chasing K.C. I think they like each other, but they're not snuggly yet. Judy still hisses now and then, but at least they can be within three feet of each other and not have a stare down. I think it will be fine in a few days.
says MarissaD at 12/01/2002 03:43:00 AM
I'll still freakin talk to you! You know who you are. And I don't exactly see my aim blowing up with messages from you. Thanks.
