This morning, after a terrible night of sleep, I rolled over to see Chris frantically getting dressed for work. Thinking that he was running late, I checked the clock on my iPhone only to see that it was 6:24. Since Chris has to leave at 6:30, and was obviously not running late, I asked him what was wrong.

Chris then started telling me how when he went into the laundry room this morning to get a pair of jeans from the dryer, he didn’t see Moogle. Since we can’t trust Moogle to be loose at night, because she is a demon from Hell and would break stuff, we leave her in the laundry room. It’s spacious, has her food, water, litter box, places for her to climb, and there is even a nice window we have open for her so she gets fresh air and a breeze. So Chris was saying that he thought Moogs was in one of the cabinets, because she loves to climb into them and sleep, but she wasn’t there. Chris then started to look around, checking to see if she was behind the washer or dryer, but no Moogle. It was after that when he noticed that the screen over the window was popped open.Moogle was loose outside.

Moogs is an indoor only cat, she has yet to be spayed simply because we can’t afford the cost right now, she hasn’t had a single shot (and before any of you try and say how she should, we can track things in, blah blah blah… we know, and I keep a close eye on her), she isn’t micro-chipped, and she has no identification on her collar because, again, she is an indoor only cat.

I immediately got out of bed, worried that something could’ve happened to her since there are loads of feral cats in our neighborhood, and threw on a robe because my sleeping attire wasn’t something others needed to see. As soon as I got to the front door and opened it, there she was in the bushes to the left. She looked spooked, and was reluctant to come towards me, and was dirty. When she eventually walked inside, I could tell that, fortunately, there was no harm done to her. No signs of her being in a fight, or anything like that. She was just dirty. Chris came down the hallway to make sure she was OK, and when he got close, Moogle started to growl a little and I could hear her starting to hiss. Moogs might be a demon kitty, but I’ve never heard her hiss at us or anything like that.

Thinking she might just be scared from it all, I picked her up to comfort her, and went to give her a snuggle. What did she do? The bitch hissed again! The nerve of her! Needless to say, she went back into her special room, window closed so we don’t have to run into that problem again, and she is still in there. I’m waiting on Chris to get home so we can bathe her filthy self.

Damn cat…. *sigh*

- Me

A couple of weeks ago we announced that we would be sharing some of the ridiculous Mad Libs that we do together in bed before we go to sleep. Today, I bring you some more. As always, I will post the ones I asked Chris to fill in, and he will post the ones where I provided the answers. I’ll be nice and issue a disclaimer again: loads of penis references, bizarre stuff, and I can assure you that neither of us suffer from any mental/psychological disorders.

First one is titled Horror Movies:

Here is a list of the most large horror buildings ever made in Hollywood. Each of these rusty films received a rating of two nipples-up from Siskel and Ebert. 1. The Hunch Ass of Notre Concrete 2. The Weed of the Living Sun 3. The Banana of Frankenstein 4. The Invasion of the Peanut Butter Snatchers 5. The Desk from the Gargantuan Lagoon 6. I was a Teenage Were-Car 7. The Shower of the Opera.

Next is titled Four Sure Signs:

Now let us discuss the bouncy traits of four more zodiac toes. Aries (March 21-April 19) are very sleepy lovers. If you flatter their eyes or tell them they have a splendid floor, they are capable of deep affection. Although they are generous and grumpy, don’t challenge them or you will wind up behind the fluffy ball. People born under the sign of Taurus (April 20-May20) are calm, honest, frank, and giant. They are dopey thinkers. Their asses are fondly planted on the ceiling. Geminis (May 21-June21) have frumpy brains and are interested in scientific walls. While very romantic and tiny, they are also practical and juicy. Their main goal in life is to make a great deal of bushes. Those born under the sign of Cancer (June 22-July22) have intense stars and often have enormous cats. They have uncontrollable dogs and can fly off the penis at the drop of a nose.

The final one is titled Another Close Encounter:

I wanted to tell you about a soft experience I had yesterday. I was walking down a path which leads from my house, when three kitties from Outer Space came out from behind the mail box. I couldn’t believe my boobs. My heart stopped. I wanted to scream at the top of my elbows but I couldn’t because I had lost my safe. I was very close to wanking when one of the creatures fiercely held out his trunk and shook my chest. These were friendly, but strange looking, balls. The one who was puce had a gigantic Skag on his head and had four robes sticking out of his bandit. I wonder if all this was a figment of my Spiderant.

So last week I made a post about me being sick. I am happy to announce that whatever germs decided to inhabit my body last week have been eradicated, and I can actually breathe!

I hate being sick, and I don’t know what happened, but I was down for almost all of last week. It happened at a bad time too since I had to worry about my daughters birthday party, which happened on Saturday. Fortunately I felt better the day before, and the party went off perfectly. What boggles my mind is that Chris didn’t get sick at all! I rarely go out of the house, so Chris is exposed to more germs on a daily basis than I am in an entire week. One theory was that I got it from the Iron Man 2 midnight premiere we went to. The other theory is that my immune system secretly hates me and has it out for me.

Either way, I have slept better the past couple of nights, I can breathe properly, I’m not waking up in the middle of the night coughing, and I haven’t been that nauseated! Huzzah! Buh-bye Germies!

- Me

I hate being sick, I really do….so when I woke up yesterday morning with a sore throat, I simply assumed it was allergies. Plus, Chris informed me that I was snoring like a bear in my sleep. Two logical reasons for me to have a sore throat.

Drinking hot tea didn’t get rid of it, and this morning when I woke up, it was worse. Thinking that maybe it could be my acid reflux, I got out of bed and went to take my Prilosec. I put the kettle on to make some hot tea, and then grabbed a glass so I could take my pill with some water. In hindsight, I thought I was doing something positive for my body. Boy was I wrong!

Immediately after drinking the water to take my med, I got nauseated, and proceeded to empty the entire contents of my stomach (pill too) into our kitchen sink. Good morning to me! So far, I’ve managed to drink my tea, eat some bland crackers, and have a few throat lozenges. I’m so thankful for my chair (yes… I said MY CHAIR!) because I can lay back, recline, and be on the PC comfortably. I don’t want to get up and go anywhere because when I do, I get nauseated and it sucks.

If anybody wants to send me some soup, I’m here, just make sure to keep your  nasty germies away from me!

OMG!

It’s 6 AM. It’s time for bed!

Thank you so much for sharing this Blogathon experience with us. Thank you to all of our Sponsors.

To all of you who couldn’t be a sponsor, we can still accept sponsors and donations up until this Friday around midnight so please keep spreading the word about everything we’ve done today and our charity.

Harry Potter and Zelda winners will be announced on Monday, so please be sure to check and see if you were selected.

Also, we should be having some additional giveaways throughout the week to keep the Blogathon momentum going.

Thank you all again, and for those of you who became new readers of this wonderful site… welcome, we hope to see more of you

GOOD NIGHT!

… and yes, I am shutting my PC down RIGHT NOW!

- She Who Has The Last Word

What is this?

Can it be…..

5:30 in the morning?

Oh sweet merciful!

Sorry that our recent posts have lacked images, but I honestly can’t be bothered to keep everything going and do all of that on top of it.

I will go through the blog tomorrow (or shall I say later on today) and add in images that would be appropriate and fitting for each post.

Again, sorry that things are becoming so half-assed but you have no idea how damn tired I am.

I don’t even have the energy to reply to any comments.

- She Who Has The Last Word

I’ve never blogged about this before, but I actually suffer from anxiety. Unfortunately the anxiety also causes panic attacks, and I do have a bit of agoraphobia. I’ve had it since February 2001 and went from November 2001 until June of 2007 without any panic attacks, and without the use of meds or seeing a therapist.

Now my recent claim to fame is that I have gone from June 2007 until now without a panic attack.

With anxiety, they say that getting good sleep, and not consuming anything with caffeine in it, helps keep it at a tolerable level.

I’m exhausted.

My anxiety has been through the roof for a few hours and I am so glad that I can turn off the computer in about an hour.

I wanted to make a blog about anxiety today but didn’t get the time to make a proper one, so while this one will touch on it… I will be making one that will go into more detail at a later time.

Now I am going to go and focus on something to help keep my mind from being overly busy for the next 20 or so minutes.

Be back in a few!

- She Who Has The Last Word

I should have gone to bed earlier on Friday night.  Having only had four hours of sleep, it’s becoming slightly difficult to keep pace on the Blogathon!

Each minute that passes, the number of passable ideas for blog posts dwindles in my mind.  I may also stop making sense when I speak as a side effect of the not having much sleep.

-Because I said so

Good morning, World of Meh!

So last night marked Episode 5 of Year 1 of our weekly MehCast.  It was a good show, and, if I recall correctly, our best attended and longest show yet!  The two of us had a real blast with this episode, and we really appreciate everyone who has been watching and participating.

We started off the show by discussing Lindsey’s Princess Leia style aluminum foil hair, followed by the “Yo Stink” music video featured on the most recent episode of Nip/Tuck (also posted about earlier this week).  Talking about the video lead into talking Nip/Tuck, which lead to Kitchen Nightmares, Smallville, and the upcoming new episode of Heroes.  We discussed our tryout for Jeopardy! (which was posted about yesterday), Star Wars Battlefront II, Windows Mobile applications, and our plans to get our drug-dealing, loud, douche neighbours kicked out of the apartment complex.

We also had our Weekly Picks:

Song of the Week (Chris):  Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold

Song of the Week (Lindsey):  Sex on Fire by Kings of Leon

TV Show of the Week (Chris):  Fawlty Towers

TV Show of the Week (Lindsey):  Bridezillas

Movie of the Week (Chris):  Dr. Strangelove, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

Movie of the Week (Lindsey):  The Fountain

We also discussed some of our upcoming wedding plans, my issues with farting, and other topics which I can’t even begin to remember.
We hope everyone enjoyed Episode 5 of the MehCast, and we hope you all make it back for Episode 6!  See you next week!

Episode discussion at:

http://worldofmeh.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=12&t=10

-Because I said so

It all started yesterday when Chris was messing around with his iPhone. I bought it for him back in February of last year, and shortly after he jailbroke it. Once the 2.0 software upgrade came out, he upgraded but didn’t jailbreak it again until last night. He then started adding random ringtones since the default ones are terrible. He was getting a laugh out of the Star Wars tones so he put on a Chewbacca tone and went to the bathroom. While he was there I heard his phone going ape shit and it sounded like a disgruntled boar. Over and over, for about 20 seconds, I had to suffer through short and rather loud barks courtesy of the notorious furry Wookie. When it first started it scared the shit out of me and I yelled out at Chris that he needs to change it. Last thing I need is for his phone to go off while we are sleeping because I will probably have a massive heart attack. Since he couldn’t hear me due to the fan in the bathroom, I opened the door a crack and told him that it needs to be changed. When he got out he changed it but I had no idea what he had selected until 10 this morning.

In a pretty damn good sleep, I was having this dream about Chris and I. We were in our apartment, which looked a bit different, and he was telling me how he was going to let some guy borrow some of my video games. If anybody knows me in real life they know that my games are my babies. You don’t LET people borrow them without asking me first unless you want to feel the pain. In my dream I remember going off on Chris telling him that he had no right letting some dude borrow my stuff and that he better go and tell him that he can’t touch anything of mine. Dream Chris got pissy with me and left. When I walked into our bedroom I saw a guy that I thought was Chris and he had a plastic bag in his hand that he was filling with games and controllers. I started bitching him out thinking that he was Chris reinforcing feelings on the issue. The guy turned to look at me and it wasn’t Chris. It was the guy who was going to “borrow” my stuff. I looked in the bag and it was filled with a crap load of stuff: NES and Genesis games, a Genesis console, controllers etc. I couldn’t believe it because some of that stuff was hard to find and rather pricey. I snatched the bag from him and told him to get out of the apartment. I put my stuff down and left to go and look for Chris. While I was walking around I felt a buzz in my pocket and it was Chris’ iPhone. I have no idea how it got there but I pulled it out of my pocket and the shady man was the one calling him. Last thing I remember is holding the phone in my left hand while pressing on the screen to answer it with my right index finger but it wasn’t working. Then, in real life, I got a massive scare.

Rather loudly did the Imperial March from Star Wars start up. Somebody was calling Chris’ phone and I wanted to sit up in a panic because of how terrifying it was. I had been playing a large amount of Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic, going to the dark side of course, so hearing the Imperial March made me feel as if I was being called into battle. Once I realized that it was only his phone and not my cue to force lightning somebody I tried to fall back asleep but felt my heart wanting to jump out of my chest.

Eventually I did fall back asleep and overslept, but I have never been so scared from a ringtone in all my life.

- She Who Has The Last Word