correctiveshoes621: (NuBates)
I can't believe how ridiculously *gutted* I am over the series finale of, 'Bates Motel'...Norman Bates and I go back a LONG way - Read more... )
correctiveshoes621: (Carl)
I'm still reeling in shock, here - so much so that I can hardly talk about it -- got to shake that off and get my head back, here. So much so that I actually *forgot* to post yesterday about the Day of Remembrance and Apollo 1. On the fiftieth anniversary of the fire, yet.

Truth is now..illegal?
SCIENCE is now..illegal?

Facts must now pass through a consortium of fools before they are released to the public?

How is this even real?
correctiveshoes621: (Carl)
Ye Olde End-Of-The-Year Meme:

January: This is so weird to me; so unexpected.

February: Another hero sleeps. Godspeed, Edgar Mitchell.

March: OMG. I got a raise.

April: Ick. Shaky and fever-y.

May: I.




K R A F T W E R K.

June: So, I'm back.

July: Really, really finding it hard not to freak out, here.

August: Called off.

September: K R A F T W E R K.

Perfect night, perfect venue, perfect company.

October: Nothing? For an entire month? Jeez. Shame on me.

November: Wow.

If this becomes real, if it really becomes true - what I've wanted my whole life, since I was six years old - - I MUST go for it.

December: LOL - while I was away, it seems my paid account has expired. So - severe lack of pertinent icons, omg.

England was even more wonderful than I imagined. I know, now, as I've always known, that my heart is there, and now - it is The Quest.

What a year for me! Both dreams and nightmares, coming true. Not mentioned, above - my first tattoo. For Frankie, of course - and I *swear* I made a post about the passing of John Glenn, but it's not showing up. Last of the Mercury Boys, and the end of an era.

Better days, a'comin' - have to be! Love you all ♥
correctiveshoes621: (Roberty)

was just informed.

Front row,

Simon's side -

- Wembley, December third.

Last night of the tour.

I can't even process this, right now.

No offense, but Solsbury Hill will just have to wait..
correctiveshoes621: (ICantEven)
Happy 82nd birthday, Carl. Almost-sorta-kinda glad you are not here to witness our demise.

I've been invited to see the boys in Manchester, UK on the 29th. Moving Heaven and Earth to try to expedite a passport. It all hinges on, a) the processing time on Paypal (have to have proof of travel within two weeks *in hand* for first-time passport), b) the processing time for the passport, itself.

If it's meant to be, it will happen.

Fuck work, I'll just put in my notice.

And srsly, fuck what happened last night. I may decide to stay.

We can form a CureColony - who's with me?
correctiveshoes621: (SiameseTwins)

If this becomes real, if it really becomes true - what I've wanted my whole life, since I was six years old - - I MUST go for it. There seems to be so little left for me, here, but a long slow slog unto death.

As my dearest friend said, "I can't think of a better happy ending for you."
correctiveshoes621: (Dream Ed)
Okay - talk me down, ppl.

I talked to an amazing couple from Texas at the grocery store and am seriously thinking about becoming a....trucker.

WTF is holding me, here?

Yeah, I'm terrified of semis, in general - but the money. The Life on the Road - I would love it. Annnnnnd the money. At the rate I'm going...where I'm at - with most places being the same horrific, degrading, hardcore stress-filled, no-thanks, safety-violation-filled crap - - this may be a viable option to, a) save actual money to retire, b) preserve what's left of my health - and back/hip, in particular. The arthritis is really getting the best of me, lately - and with winter, coming..

There's just no way to work full-time, doing what I'm doing, where I do it - and do nursing school. I know. Time to face it, though.

She did say to wait until spring, because that's when most classes start - ? - sounds good; she also said what companies to watch out for...and SHE was the driver, in the family. Not the husband. HER.

So. You never know. Yee haw.
correctiveshoes621: (Carl)

On my son's laptop - this morning, our electric went on and off, and my brand-new pc is dead. Won't even turn on. It's not even freakin' paid off, yet, and the elec co. is, 'investigating' = screwing me, anew. Yes, it was plugged into a surge protector. And all my purchase info is ONLINE, and NO, I can't print it out without a printer. Gutted, here.

I know you've all heard it before, but I sincerely don't know when I'll be back *this time*.

Whole new way of life, here - again. Relearning , 'life before the internet' and jeebus, what? Back to paper billing, etc? Back to scribbling in a notebook? How the fuck am I going to keep tabs on my astronauts/Norman Reedus/Bigfoot?!? And NO, 'COSMOS'...I haven't even had television in over fifteen years. It's like the zombie apocalypse without Daryl Dixon - WHAT'S THE POINT? - oh, and no pesky 'walkers', but for my scary neighbors..

Rest in peace, Christopher Lee. I had the privilege of spending MANY a childhood Saturday afternoon in your fine company. You were amazing in the Lord of the Rings movies, but you will always be Count Dracula, to me ♥

Oh, and welcome back to earth, Expedition 43!
correctiveshoes621: (Hey now)
Okay, last day of vacation, here. After yesterday's Crack!Extravaganza, and my near full-immersion into The Walking Dead via binge-watch, the dread finality has sunk in.

*in mourning*

Reality sucks. Between my family - longgggg story, but just, wow - AVOID! AVOID! AVOID! AVOID! CONDITION RED! - and getting constant texts from coworkers - IE: only two cnas scheduled for last night's shift. Two. In a facility with 125 beds + "We MISSSSSSSSSS you.." - and my neverending financial follies? I'd almost kinda/sorta WELCOME an actual zombie apocalypse.

Oh, and welcome to the Pleasure Dome, [ profile] missescookie :) Ha.
correctiveshoes621: (Watch The Wire)
Losing it, here.

My dearest, dearest friend at work, G, told me last night that she has pancreatic cancer, and is leaving on Wednesday for the CTCA in Atlanta. It's fucking, 'massive', she said. It all seemed absolutely unreal when she told me, and it's probably the closest I've come to actually fainting.

Did something I've not done in decades for her, and tomorrow is the new moon.

Anybody pray, around this joint?
correctiveshoes621: (Sheldon)
WTF X infinity-dreams. I mean, REALLY. And it's my own damned fault. Read more... )
correctiveshoes621: (*ache)
Fucking devastated. I guess I didn't think it could really happen.

Was asleep all day, and just woke a half-hour ago to a text from a dear coworker, Connie, who's on vacation in Florida - she assumed I knew.

I don't want to make this, 'about me', but the one thing - out of oh, so, SO many things - that endeared Leonard Nimoy to me was the fact that he'd WON his battle with alcoholism, and talked about it candidly. This came to me at a very dark time for me, when dealing with my husband's death - I don't know, it just made him even MORE of a hero, to me, I guess.

I remember seeing him in the first, 'reboot' movie, and how Pete and I both just blubbered. I'd so hoped to see him in this upcoming one.

I can't really deal with this, right now, but, as some brokenhearted smartass on Datalounge asked, "Can't Sheldon clone him from the napkin Penny gave him?!?"

Boldly go, beautiful soul. ♥

correctiveshoes621: (Like Al Shepard)
So. Yesterday was this:

AND IT WAS AMAZING. My brother and his girlfriend saw it, with me - and GOD, I needed a a bit verklempt, in bits, couldn't help it...they were magnificent, and looked fantastic. My sole complaint was that it was too short, lol (though Mike Myers was entirely unnecessary..Brian Cox and Stephen Hawking, however, were..). The audience helped, too - we were all really into it :)

Rob managed to get a good snap of them, at the end:

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Truly, Python FOREVER.

In other news - I just got asked out. On a date. And DRANK A BEER. AT THE LAUNDRAMAT!

Things have clearly gotten out of control.
correctiveshoes621: (First Step)
Wow. Tonight's, Cosmos - I'm still, just - WTF - Way to piss on the hundreds of thousands of men and women who worked on/flew/DIED FOR the Mercury/Gemini/Apollo programs, there, Neil. After clobbering us with Carl, yet..who worked on said programs, even briefing my boys, pre-flight..

This was on my Tumblr, with the caption: "How dare you.", so it's not just me.

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Now, I'm not arguing that any of what he said was wrong - I couldn't, of course, it's fact - but THE WAY he said it..His voice dripped with disgust, dismissing the missions as a mere 'extension'..The smart-assed, condescending way he said, "No.." - IDK, it sure FELT like a slap in the face..He even used (bits of) Carl's, 'The Gift of Apollo', but somehow, still smarting, it almost made me vomit -

Anyway, Carl said it all infinitely better; nicer, somehow, with a bruised naivete', a disappointment (kind of how I feel about it), not with disgust and derision -

I should probably watch it again, no?
ETA: I did, and it wasn't all that.. :)


Meanwhile, I *finally* got my ten-year pin at work, and continue to kick ass. I got up eleven extra people for day-shift, Sunday morning by myself - NEW PERSONAL BEST - and STILL managed to come straight home and mow the muthafuckin' lawn.



This. Still.


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