Domestic Dispute III

I came home from school to the most pleasant surprise.  Shelly was talking on the phone, very loudly, right outside my window.  She was telling someone that Harry had written a suicide note/will.  He left his son the piano and everything else of value, including all the money in the bank, he left to his mother.  Nothing for Shelly.  She was very upset about this, especially since he mentions in the note how much he loves her and the boy.

Bottom line:  she expressed no concern about his health or mental status, just what was in it for her - best case scenario (i.e. Harry dying).

She did mention that he had been prescribed some anti-anxiety medication when she had left him for a time in December.  I would bet my life that it was a benzodiazepene of some sort like Lorazapam or Diazapam...something like that...  She didn't know for sure.  Those can be fatal in overdose because they can cause respiratory and CNS depression.  Harry is OK for now though.  He's home.  Brooke saw him the previous night take his trash cans out to the street.

Harry is not letting any information from the hospital or the psych ward get back to Shelly.  She has no idea what is going on.

After he had OD'd, he went driving around, drunkenly looking for her.

Too bad for us, she went inside after this and there was incoherent yelling that, for the life of me, I could not distinguish.  I'm sure more will surface.  Time will tell what will happen to our ill-fated neighbors in domestic distress.  Until next time...

Word of the Day

non sequitur
- a reply that has no relevance to what preceded it 

• sentence with word: Your argument is a whole succession of non sequiturs.

example:
"Hi is the man of the house in?"
"No, my mommy likes eggs."

Domestic Dispute II

Everything written in this post is completely true, although names are still changed for respect and privacy purposes.  Go here for former post.

I pulled up to my house today at approximately 12:30pm and before i got my sun shade up an ambulance drove past and parked in front of the neighbors house that i have told you so much about...

Shortly after the ambulance came a fire truck and then a police car. Out of the ambulance came a man and a women who pulled out a stretcher.

I ran inside and got Brandi so we could watch together from her bedroom window. Together we picked apart everything about the situation. One of the 5 men that were there was holding an empty pill bottle so we immediately thought someone must have overdosed. We waited in anticipation for who was going to be pulled out of the house. We should have put it together because the van was gone. Leaving their new silver Charger the only car at the home.

They pulled Harry out of the house and he was looking pretty bad...He was put onto the stretcher and moved to the ambulance. This whole process took them forever so i don't think he's in too bad of shape just a danger to himself.

The neighbors who have lived on the street 10-65 years were across the street so i went to ask them what happened.They explained to me that the couple has been having a lot of trouble ever since they moved here 6 years ago. It turns out that Harry tried to commit suicide this morning by overdosing. The wife and child left the home and called the police.

What an exciting afternoon...

Yes, the sisters and I saw Hot Hot Heat in Concert. I completely understand if your jealousy is causing you heartache. If that's the case, I suggest you stop reading now.

Because The Weldin sisters are so aggressive, we easily pushed our way to the front row. The opening band, Hey Rosetta, from Canada was surprisingly really good. They almost inspired me to play the violin again. The lead singer was adorable and would constantly lick his slivers for lips.

Anywho, Hot Hot Heat came on and we lost our minds.

The Guitarist: Trendy as hell

The Bassist: Suave

The Drummer: Okay...

Leadsinger/Keyboard: BEAUTIFUL

I was nervous they were going to play a bunch of songs off their new album which isn't near as good as their previous albums, but to my great surprise, they played a little of everything.

Lets just say, when beautiful boy wasn't tending to his keyboard, he was singing right to my face. I would be lying if I told you there wasn't a connection between the two of us.

Wow, what a good time.

This makes my list of top ten nights of my life, right next to seeing Mischa Barton in 25 Main and the night This Is It came out on DVD.

Nerd vs Geek vs Dork vs Dweeb

I stumbled upon this great diagram somehow and decided to put some thoughts out there.  When you are going to call someone a nerd/geek/dork/dweeb, here's what you should keep in mind and what you are really telling someone.  Super-smart but socially awkward? = DWEEB  Obsessively smart? = GEEK  A little bit of everything? = NERD  You get the idea.

Who am I?

Why would such a neat person as I ever classify myself as a nerd/geek/dork/dweeb?  Is it because of my history of social awkwardness?  My inability to get asked out on dates or flirt with the opposite sex?  My lack of "street smarts."  My penchant for looking words up in the dictionary and analyzing what I read and listen to?  Is it because my hobbies fall out of the norm and don't contain widespread appeal?  In all reality it is probably all of the above.

I don't know why this has been on my mind lately.  Maybe it has to do with the advent of the new school year and this being my 6th year in post high-school education.  Perhaps it's my having so much less time to participate in my hobbies that makes me question why I'm doing the things I'm doing right now.  Who knows and who cares?  Nonetheless, I don't think my focus on my studies should automatically classify me as nerdy; nor should my obsession with certain things classify me as solely geeky.

BOTTOM LINE

             How does one tell which category you, yourself, falls into?

According to the diagram above, I have given myself scores with vague explanations and generalizations.

Score:

• My social ineptitude would probably be 4/10 because, though born with 'handicaps' in this area, I've been actively working on it and forcing myself to improve for the past few years.
• My intelligence is definitely excellent in some areas, competent in most, and severely lacking in others (what is the make and model of my own car let alone yours?)  I'll give it a 6/10, because I consider the knowledge I do have more important than what celebrity is marketing Taco Bell and if the starlets are wearing panties or not, etc.
• My obsessions don't border on extreme at all, especially compared to others I know, but I have more than some.  I also have obsessive behaviors in how I work day to day and the methodical way in which I do things, but I wouldn't call it OCD, so a 5/10 would be appropriate. 

Darn.  I'm a little bit of everything, which would classify me as nerd.  I'm OK with that.  At least I'm relatively balanced, in my own view.  I'm not primarily super smart and obsessed about any one thing.  I'm also not totally obsessed with something and completely socially backward with no intelligence.  Because I do have some obsessions, that rules out primarily dweeb.  Nerd it is.

What are you?

I've failed to blog in a while,

so this is my filler post. Enjoy.

I know I did.

VMAs

LADY GAGA'S MEAT DRESS

What will she do next?

Justin Bieber

Sweet little Justin was our second star of the VMA show.

(Lady Gaga won most of the awards, and then with

the whole meat thing she was hard to beat)

Justin IS Talented!

I learned from his interview before the VMA's that he:

-plays piano

-plays guitar

-plays drums

-plays trumpet

-dances

-and sings

For his performance of "Baby" Justin rolled up in a red Chevy wearing a red a white jacket with a

large B on the front.

As soon as Justin got on Stage he changed jackets into a black bedazzled one. He gave a stunning performance.

If i didn't have "Bieber fever" before, I sure do now.