Zombies!

... Not really, but there IS a missing child in my neighborhood that looks like me! DUN DUN DUUUUN~!

I was on my bike somewhere around 7:30pm today and a cop started following me. He followed me for about a minute and a half-ish before pulling up beside me and rolling down his window. He never put his giant lights-o-patriotism on either, which makes me wonder if he's a creeper in his spare time... but anyway, he asked me where I live and apparently pointing to my house (which, I might add, I was less than 100 feet away from!) wasn't good enough. He rattled off an address ONE STREET AWAY FROM MY HOUSE (even creepier...) and then I rattled off mine. He then held up his hand like "Ok you can stop talking now", thanked me in a non-too thankful tone, and then drove off.

But yeah, all of that came about by just going to get some incense and cigarettes.

... yes, I have started smoking again. And it's a short story this time: I have a really low pain tolerance, and a bit of a weak will sometimes. Translated: I was going to see Loki at work somewhere around a week ago and saw a puddle. So I went to brake so I could go through it slowly or avoid it, and hit ice. I fell off of my bike and skidded to a halt... right in the middle of the puddle! I now have a semi-large bruise on my knee and a cut on my wrist. I was wearing my sexypants too, which made it worse. (sexypants = really tight jeans paired with a thong. Some of you who know me know exactly what pair of jeans I'm speaking of.) But anyway! I had to walk the rest of the way to Marsh (which was a decent distance) while in a crapton of pain. So, I bought myself some smokes to help deal with the pain. (yes, it does help. yes, it does mellow me out when stressed/pms-ing. deal.) And I just haven't put them down since.

But yeah, rantings... Already ranted about the cop, told of how I became a smoker again... hm.

Is it just me, or is there an over-abundance of parents who just do not know how to parent? I've noticed with both my parents, Loki's parents, Heather's mom, etc... that none of these people know how to parent. Period. My parents just don't know how to deal with certain issues. I've noticed that Loki's parents can't deal with reality without clinging to Christianity, and even then they're doing poorly. Same with Heather's mom. One day she's fine with something, the next she's not. Don't even get me started on the lack of parentage in that house! She acts like she's a kid, and expects everyone else to do all the cleaning/cooking! what a mess. Anybody else have a parent like this? You can rant about them if you want in the comments. (that's one of the things I'm good at - I'm a good listener.)

ALSO! People who run from their problems and everything connected to them - WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SMOKING?! Running from them only prolongs the problem or makes it worse. It ALMOST NEVER solves it. Plus, if your problem is a person or part of your life, you could be pushing away people who are willing to help you! Or maybe these people who you have a problem with would be willing to talk with you, and try to fix it! People like this, I'm sorry to say, don't have problems with other people or even anything else! They have a problem with themselves that they're running from, and they're going to keep running until the day they die because they are not comfortable in their own damned skin!

I'm sorry, what kind of life is that? If you are one of those people, GET HELP! I'm not a psychologist but if you want I can offer my advice. Leave me a comment if you want my two cents.

Oh right, and there's another thing that pissed me off: I was gone for three days (which shall be referred to as my hiatus) and there were two things that pissed me off. This hiatus was at Loki's grandpa's farm, where we had previously painted a closet white. (this closet took 12 hours and an entire bucket of white paint, for about a five by three square foot area. Loki could reach the ceiling without the aid of a ladder!) So we painted and whatnot, but in the middle of it we went to this college/career fair that was advertised in the paper. Loki wanted to go because there were apprenticeships there, apparently, and some good lectures. So I tagged along.

This entire thing was geared toward high-school students and their parents. While Loki and I were there I was mistaken for his daughter not once, but TWICE. (WHAT THE FUCKITY FUCK?!) Neither of us learned anything at the lectures. There was no schedule posted online, so we showed up about an hour late due to having to eat and gather our things. We missed the one lecture that would have been useful... we walked in as the presenter was wrapping up, and he told us "We're almost done!!" and stared at me as if I personally was at fault, as if I was the scum of the earth, and as if I should be ashamed of myself for being late. I'm sorry, I may have been partially at fault, but that doesn't warrant rude comments or glares. I am NOT the scum of the earth, and if anybody thinks I am then... so sorry for them, they're missing out. But there weren't even any apprenticeships there either! They only had the one lecture on how to find them, and that was it. The rest of it was colleges trying to get high school students to sign up early. We left, both quite disgruntled.

The other thing that pissed me off was when I got home, my parents pounced on me as if we were doing nothing but trying to give them a grandchild. (ONE, even if I was I wouldn't admit to it, TWO, I'm not ready for a child financially, THREE, I'm on birth control, FOUR, so what if we are?! Why do you care?! That's OUR CHOICE, NOT YOURS. ahem. >.> ) So I explained everything we did (leaving out everything they didn't need to know) and they backed off. What the hell? As if jumping down my throat when I come home will stop me from having a kid, or even make me want to tell you anything important EVER? Seriously, people! With the learning how to parent! (they KNEW Loki's number. They still do. If they were really worried they could have called and been all "Where are you? What are you doing? Be home for dinner." and I would have, if Loki and I didn't have plans!)

Also, Loki's parents want to meet my parents. Oh joy and jubilations, now I can die happy. NOT. D=

If anybody has any tips on how to make this go smoothly, please let me know? So far the plan is for everybody to meet at one particular Mexican restaurant, but nothing is planned past that... I know how to act around my parents, I know how to act around his parents, etc, but I've never done this before... the whole "Hey mom, dad, these are the parental units of the guy I'm dating!" thing. (My mom and dad have run into an ex's mother before, but that was only the one parental unit and was only for about fifteen minutes. This could last up to two hours or more, and is an official get-together.) I'm both giddy and nervous, and have no idea what to make of this! Help?

Questions, comments, concerns, fish? Go ahead and leave 'em. Just be warned that rude comments or flames will be removed on sight.

Listening: Taio Cruz Feat. Ke$ha Dirty Picture
Eating: Mint Double Stuffed Oreo's!
Drinking: Water