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If you look for the bad in people, you will surely find it- much like the bad in life. I was certain Canadians stole my telescope… and it turned out that I had it all along.

Those Canadians are even shiftier and more sly than I thought! They stole it… got me all worked up and then snuck it back inside. Ohhh Canada… Oh Canada…

I’ve decided that it was Canadians who stole my telescope. I’ve no “proof” but I do have a theory…

The Canadians, jealous of … never mind… whilst taking a picture of my telescope free porch… I saw that I had placed the telescope behind my tv set which is near the back porch.

Sorry Canada- I’m still watching you though!

Tonight I went to grab my telescope to stargaze… and it’s not there. It’s not there. It’s gone. 10 years of being my eyes to the Universe, and it’s gone. I’m crying and laughing. Crying because 10 years ago it was all I wanted in this world as far as superficial things… I finally was able to get it after a very long time of wanting, and longing… and then the first time I saw Jupiter’s moons I almost passed out… and some stranger grabbed my telescope- WHEN!?!?!? I used it last night!!!! WHO?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

I dug out my old telescope (an old broken telescope to begin with… would have loved to use it, but at the time I couldn’t figure out how to reattach the eye piece without creating vapors that would possibly damage the lens/mirrors.)

Sooo someone went to the one little entrance to my backyard in the dark and singled me out and took my tiny little telescope that was under my lounge chair…

Lesson learned ARGH!!!!! I hope they look at the sun directly through it.. the people who stole it… not their friends or relatives.

So apparently part 1 of the SSI meeting for Jonathon just completed. They’re going to send me ANOTHER packet for me to return and then have us possibly refill out the medical release forms because apparently in Oregon now- a child over 15 needs to sign them… even though I stated he needs help signing his name. I understand those questions, but they get so intrusive and annoying “He’s quadriplegic, I do 100% of his care… I have to feed him, brush his teeth, blow his nose…” “Okay, well does he go in and wash dishes or wash and fold his clothes?”

So it was a long afternoon of answering the same things over and over again and after I receive and send in the next packet… they said it could take up to 120 days… BUT mainly because he’s at the cusp of adulthood so they might treat the medical portion as if he’s already an adult (which be nice because he’d be on an open card and his supplies would be paid for… but why so long????).

I’m sitting on my porch right now as I am writing this- and for the first time since I can remember, I don’t have myself on a time line. Normally my days are so rushed that I quickly run through each relaxation moment. “Quick, smell the rose and get back inside… okay, you don’t really have time to smell it- but take a pic of it with your cell phone so you give off the illusion that you’ve smelled a rose. (pause)… daisy. Damn I can’t tell those things a part any more.”

After I put Jonathon to bed I was about to rush outside under the stars for a quick look… but then it hit me, “Why?” So here I am, yes… on my computer blogging, but so far I’ve laid on the grass, I’ve soaked my feet in the 6″ kiddie wading pool and I’m watching fireworks go off across the freeway. This might be the last time for years I may find myself doing this- unless I retool life with this gift of time I’ve been given.

Seriously- the fireworks are glittering in the night sky, the silence around me is calming, I smell grass, and flowers, and the summer night. This is nice.

I wanted to quickly add this while I have a moment. You never know what the future holds and just in case I forget: M. Night Shyamalan, if you ever hire me in some weird future situation in this Universe or another and you some how come across my bloggings of your work; You suck- BUT I mean it with the utmost respect! ^_^ Although I’m sure if you hired me as an adviser to tell you what half cocked ideas and moronic scenarios just CANNOT happen in this world and should NEVER be placed on paper, let alone a film… you may possibly suck less.

I guess the choice to suck or not is completely his.

I can’t interact with my site or anything via my phone! I don’t have the patience to find out why and I really don’t care to research it… but I’ve learned I’m unable to log in to my site or add comments.

If my computer ever breaks… I know not to rely on my phone for internet use! WHY was I learning this lesson? Well… it all started out with wanting to move my computer. I had to unplug everything, which is not a big deal… except when you see the cable slip through the wall.

I had disassembled all my flashlights trying to find a bulb for a prehistoric home planetarium that I needed a replacement for (fyi- no flashlight light bulbs work) and finally when I was able to get once pieced back together… I noticed that inside of the wall is pretty open and large

Saying hi to friends coming through- but no… I will not be attending the events this weekend. ^_^

Multiple things happened in my head as the news first came of Farrah and then later of Michael Jackson. The first was my heart was a little sad for Farrah, especially since I was touched the other day when I heard Ryan O’Neal proposed to her after all these years and she accepted… I’m all teary eyed just thinking about it. Her battle that wound up finally taking her life. She fought long, hard and courageously. If not remembered for her stint in a show or few films eons ago- she’ll be remembered for her strength (and hair and bathing suit poster… hush).

Ooooh and then there’s Michael. I admit that I’ve felt him to be a little creepy in the most recent years- decade. A pop icon who gave so much of himself and his talents to the world that I almost understood why and how he became the way he did (the non-rumored aspects). Much like Britney- I kind of understood how she went a little psycho. At least for Michael- he was probably used as an example for other up and coming icons to not wind up like him… I think he was a media experiment, a societal mishap perhaps? A mixture of a f’ed up family and too much media exposure?

I am Satan

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