Work Work and more work. We're so busy we are meeting Chris's mom halfway tonight so his sister can come down and help us. Hopefully with her here acting as assistant we will be able to catch up and stay on top of everything! Right now I have four movies to work on, each with two sets of menus. Plus other little side projects. It doesn't sound like much, but they are all due like Aug 8, it is a lot of work. I have a feeling I'm not really going to get to celebrate my birthday. =(

I'll be back to write a decent blog when I have a chance!

<3

My cat plays fetch and he loves it. Yup that right. Ok I found it odd, amazing, and quite amusing. I'm aware that many cats do weird things and you can train your cat to play, but he did it on his own.

His favorite toy ever is that plastic tab thing you take off a new carton of milk when you open it. When he is playing with it and decides he wants to play fetch with you he will bring it over and drop it at your feet or on the couch next to you and just sit there looking at it then you. After you toss it he speeds off gets it, and brings it right back, only to drop it in your hand or next to you. It's crazy! Well for me. We played for hours the other night, I've never seen a dog hold up a game of fetch that long. When I ask him "wheres your toy?" he gets all excited and goes looking around and meowing at you until he finds it or I give it to him. He's a fun weird little cat.

So that's all I really have to say, I just wanted to talk about Romeo and say that in my small little world this was an amazing discovery. Lol

I need to rant. So I will apologize ahead of time.

Sorry =)

I haven't slept yet, yes up all night again. I got in bed about an hour ago, only to start thinking about tomorrow and get back up. Rent is due. And a $500 pymt. Then about $700 in bills due the beginning of next week.

Why did this stress me out? We don't have enough to cover rent. I don't know what to do.

Why am I so mad and frustrated? We have one client with two outstanding invoices (totaling $2950) and a third that was just sent. They are on a 30 day pay period. This is really bad because we will work a whole month just so we don't get paid at the end for the previous months work. By the time they are late paying, and we say no more work goes out until we get paid, we've finished all the work. Did that make sense? Even worse, they are in NY so all we can do is call and email and call saying hello....we need money please. Man they used to be such good clients.

The second client is not so bad with paying but a pain to work for. They have 3 invoices out (totaling $1100) these are usually paid within 2 weeks, but the most "expensive" ones are all late now. They are here in town so I'm going to have Chris call them when he gets up. Maybe we can go pick up the checks later...

I wish I could tell these people to go fly a kite, but as you can see, we need their money (when we get it), so I can't.

Can I go yell in my pillow in frustration? Ok I'm good at money issues, and I know many people have it worse and all that. But like I said I just needed to rant, maybe we'll get some money in soon so I can at least pay rent this week.....?

Grrrr

You ever get stuck in a rut and you know you gotta stir something up? Yup that's kinda where I 'm headed. So I'm trying to figure out ahead of time what I can do to give myself a change. I'm thinking about finally taking some classes or something. That sounds like a good idea but I gotta check price and times and location and all that fun stuff. Plus with both Chris and I not having an actual job we have no steady income, just invoices floating around waiting for the 30 and 45 day pay periods. So we'll see. Back in high school whenever I felt like this I would spend a weekend changing my entire room around. You think after being gone for almost 2 weeks I'd be content for a little while longer. Oh well, I'll get over it and rearrange the kitchen of something lol. It's cheaper. I really am low-maintenance.

I'm procrastinating. I have some work to do and I'm putting it off. I'll get it done on time, I always do.

Things I'm excited about:
Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen - Wed
Fallout 3 downloadable content for the 360 - Tomorrow
Watching Family Guy Volume 7
A really big project with Blu-rays currently pending approval.

This is really just a pointless blog.

I am finally home. YAY. Well ok I got home wed night, but I needed me and chris time before I went jumping on the computer. Of course my computer was broken when I got home so I also had to wait for chris to fix it. But either way. I am so happy to be home. I miss my mom, but still, it's good to be home. Now it's back to work...

Sorry about not being here much. But I figure I have a pretty good excuse. The surgery today went well. Everything got fixed and now my dad is sitting in the hospital with a big ol' cut on his hip. From what my mom said it was pretty gnarly. Things with work and money and here at my parents are pretty crazy right now, theres a chance I might not be back to update until I get home.

Yes I am still homesick, I'm kinda weirded out by it because I've never been like this before.... Bleh.

Well, Friday was horrible.

It took me 4.5 hours to get to my parents house. There were like 3 accidents on or around the grapevine that messed up traffic badly. On top of that I had the cats with me and the heater running so the car wouldn't over heat. It was a long drive. Then as soon as I get to my parents house to drop off the cats and head to the hospital...my mom calls me and tells me not to come, they had stopped my dad's surgery.

So it turns out the complication that happened was not one anyone was thinking about. After the put him out and turned him on his side to start cutting open his hip, he stopped breathing. They couldn't keep oxygen in him while he was on his side. They were also understaffed and did not want to proceed without extra hands. So they woke him up and sent him home.

This means that I have to stay longer =(. They have rescheduled for tuesday. He will be out of the hospital about thursday-ish. That means home by...sunday-monday? I've only been here for two days and I am already home sick. I really miss Chris, plus he is starting to get sick and has no one to take care of him. And we have about 5-6 projects pending and in the works right now so he is going to be really overwhelmed.  =(

This is all so frustrating!

I just wanna go home....

My Dad is having a hip replacement surgery on Friday. Lets be honest here, with his health (EKG shows a heart attack), his weight, and the fact that he's a smoker and heavy drinker (well not so heavy anymore because the hard core pain pills), there is a possibility he could die. Yeah maybe I'm over dramatizing it, but still...no surgery is ever "routine".

So here is my problems. I'm not too sure how I feel about the death thing because of the past, would I be a teeny bit relieved? Would I be upset because I still haven't decided if I want to tell him what his temper tantrums and belief that my career of choice was not a good one did to me, and I might not get the chance. My mom deserves better. I mean how much can he truly love my mom, she used to have muscle and back problems, she would get so sick and be in so much pain that she could not move for days...what did he do? Get mad and yelled, telling her that she is just tired of cooking and taking care of the house all while shaking her in the bed as she cried in pain. How can you love someone and do that? Oh I hated him for that one.

I am going back home for a while so I can help my mom out while she takes care of him. I have 3 menu sets due in the few weeks, two of them are big(for us) studio titles. So I am stressed and frustrated, so I sit and think why do I have to drop everything and go out of my way for him when he never did that for us growing up? Then I feel bad and selfish. I'm only doing it for my mom. So there is a chance I have to give the titles up =(. Plus when I get home my house will be dead...and the cats will probably be swimming in their litter.

I think I would be sad if he died, but I wonder if I'd be sad only because my chance to have that dream father-daughter relationship is gone?

Ok I'll stop being morbid now, I just had to address all this and get my thoughts out, it's easier to do it here.

I'm having an issue here. Well its an old issue but I've been thinking about it today. I had many problems in highschool, I did everything I could to get someone to pay attention to my pain so they could get me help. I went to school therapists who contacted my mom and still no help. Yes yes I've probably told this old story before, so lets not lead this to a place I'm not trying to go. I was in so much pain and wanted so much help back then, so how, after 5 years can I not remember what it was that I needed to hear in highschool?

My little sister is having a hard time in hs. Not nearly as bad as myself, but a hard time none the less. She is depressed, and has the usual body issues. She's skinny! Unfortunately in these day if your a size 10 your fat. There is so much more girl drama now so making and keeping real and good friends is hard if your not a cheerleader. Plus there is the whole my dad's an ass issue. I try to help her, and I try to tell her that I understand and that I am here for her. I even explained to her how much nicer dad is now compared to when I was growing up, this is something she didn't realize. I know that if I could just remember what I wanted to hear to get me to open up, I could get her to open up too. Have I gotten so "old" that I no longer know what to say to help young kids out and make things better? I don't feel like when I talk to her that I am doing any good. I want to help her and get her on the right track and in the right state of mind before she heads down the same road I did. I don't want that for her. If I'd had the help I'd craved in hs then there is a good chance I'd be in a place closer to what I really wanted. Instead I am almost 24 (I make 24 sound ancient don't I) and still trying to figure out what I wanna do and am afraid of going back to school.

So is this why young kids/teens don't feel like adults dont understand? Because as much as they do, they really have no idea what they are supposed to say to make it all better?

bleh, maybe I'll figure it out.

End vent.