The Story
We always knew that my great (great?) uncle was on the Titanic. My grandmother (and my mother) always told us about how he survived by dressing up as a woman and sneaking on a lifeboat. Not honorable but hey, he was third class, he wouldn't have survived anyway. And that sums up my grandmother's side of the family.
Anyway. Back when the Ellis Island website first became searchable and the manifest of the Titanic was not searchable, my mom spent a week searching for him. She found him on the Carpathia as one of the survivors. She couldn't find him at Ellis Island but when she finally figured out that someone dated all the papers three months ahead, she found him there.
But he was never on the official list of Titanic survivors. She searched and searched and looked and looked. She told me about how she started looking for him as a little girl but could never find him.
Well Titanic was on last night and I thought, hey, let's just try to look for him. And I went on Encyclopedia Titanica and looked at every page. No Philip Zennie on the lifeboats, no Philip Zennie in third, second or first class. I called my mom and told her that Titanic had inspired me to find him and we looked together. I got really excited because the site had biographies for every survivor. But we still couldn't find him. I sorted the survivors by age.
This is why we can't have nice things
GTA IV has gotten to that point of no return that all GTA games eventually reach: Rachel can't beat this goddamn mission and therefore will never get any farther in this game ever. Many controllers were slammed around and curses were shouted. Then I looked at gamefaqs and it just said shoot the guys. I CANNOT SHOOT THEM, I AM DEAD. BUT THANK YOU, STUPID WALKTHROUGH MAN.
So I am watching Titanic. I hate this movie. Ugh. Time to change the channel. Okay, I guess I will watch Love Sick: Secrets of a Sex Addict. Oh, Lifetime. Why do you make me watch these terrible, terrible movies?
Trapped in the Closet
Now I know this is OFN (and I'm behind by two years) but did you know that there are now TWENTY-TWO CHAPTERS of Trapped in the Closet?
And that you can watch all of them online at (for some crazy reason) ifc.com?
And did you know that if you get confused, there's a character map?
I didn't know. And my life was forever changed.
I was watching from chapter 11 on but decided to start all over again because it was just so good the first five times.
Sorry, guys. I was just happy this said I wasn't from Michigan. Eat that, stupid friends!
What American accent do you have?
Your Result: The Midland
"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
I am officially jobless. I gave my job to Joe because I thought that these people were hiring me and then they decided to "go with family". I have the worst luck EVER. Well, I have two one day a week babysitting jobs but that is CLEARLY not going to be enough to hold me over considering I have to pay bills, even though Joe is going to give me money for that. I need to start looking for a job.
So. Season finales for shows this season? Kind of very lame.
The season finale of Bones is stricken from my world. Like the last Harry Potter book, it never happened.
And House? Really? I didn't like her but...really?
The Office was better than the last couple episodes. But Jim and Pam were supposed to get engaged! I was upset. Until the very end.
Anyway, lame.
I am ill and hoping to recover tomorrow so I can go to work but I am feeling completely awful. I am going to have to go to work and just be useless I guess.
I want a milkshake.
Bleh.
I love you all.
P.S. IRL, life has been lame. Father of kid who used to work with us died. Father of blogger I like is really sick. Laura is gone and I really need her.
P.P.S Oh and I am a bridesmaid now. Which is not lame but awesome. Pumped, I am.
Totally jaded now though because those signs? Behind him? The handwritten ones like Women for Obama? Plants. The dude handed them out like an hour before Obama came out. And showed them how to cheer etc.
I guess in a way I've learned to accept that sometimes, bad things happen. My life could be worse, and I know that. I think I've increasingly been learning, and becoming a better person. I'm a good person and that is what gets me through the day. Yeah, I have my bad points but there are definitely more positives than negatives. Haha, Marissa seeing the glass as half full, not half empty - that would surprise people, that's for damn sure. My mom want to give the dog away because she has nipping problems and whatnot, I'm upset about that. I really like the dog, and if I could take her I would in a heartbeat. I don't have my own place though so that is pretty much not an option. I wish I just had a big lump sum of cash to pay off my bills, because then I could start a little re-newed debt free life, that would be nice. I can dream.
Things are OK, like I said before, things could be worse. Things are alright with Joe, and my job, and next week I'm going to be making a little cash by work 4 days at my job ($250) and then I'm babysitting for Tracey on wednesday from 4-11 or so, and thats at least $10/hour, probably more, plus she'll compensate me for travel fees. Then on friday I'll get $50 from Jill. This will definitely help towards paying off the Nextel (don't ask, longgggg story).
