LAW & ORDER CI “WANT” the episode NPH plays a serial killer. Well that was supposed to be the episode instead it is Season Nine “LOVE ON ICE” with tom mapother. Tom Cruise’ s cousin. it isnt his first LAW & ORDER. he was on SVU.
Damn i liked the episode WANT.
Yesterday I was going to work on my prayer book, and my BOS, unfortunately i got sidelined, thanks to my sister. why is it whenever i hang out with my sister and my niece it feels like i am babysitting TWO kids! My sister tries my patience!
We had lunch, then we were going to the movies. Two separate ones, i am not going to see Rango. I dont like johnny Depp! I am going to see Sucker Punch. We are on the way to the movie theater, and my sister is trying to switch lanes.
How did she ever pass her drivers exam it amazes me! She is getting mad because the guy behind her wont let her change lanes. I sighed. “Melissa, put on your signal lights”
“Dont tell me what to do!” she says.
I look at her. Really?! “You cant switch lanes unless you have your signal lights on!” i said. i wanted to V8 myself.
“I am speeding up, but he speeds up! He should know that i want to switch lanes!” she explains.
OMG! who taught her to drive! “Melissa he doesnt know you want to switch lanes because you dont have your signals on!” i snapped. “Put your signals on!”
“Do you have drivers? No i do! dont tell me how to drive! You can get out if you keep arguing with me!” she looks out her side mirror. “Oh he is not letting me switch!”
Oh man she is making Blonds look so bad! “Melissa! Put your signals on!” i snapped.
She finally does, and she gets in the lane. she is madder than hell. especially when i tell her when she wants to make a lane switch she shouldnt put them on for just a sec. she always does that! She glares at me, when she makes the turn. “You dont know anything about driving!” she says to me.
“Melissa i have been on this earth longer than you, and i know more about driving than you do!” i sighed. I gestured to the car ahead of us. “See he used his signals for more than two seconds.” he had them on for at least thirty seconds allowing her to see he wanted to turn or switch lanes. melissa then proceeded to have a cow. cause apparently he didnt use his signals. she has change blindness or something.
i dont like driving with her on long trips especially for that reason. she has the attention span of gnat.
i am in the theatre watching Sucker Punch. the theatre is basically empty. I am in heaven. then some people start filing in, and of course they migrate to me. what the hell! there are lots of empty seats go sit over there! no they have to sit in front of me, beside me. arggh! i hate that! twelve people in a 100 seat auditorm, and they have to sit right where i am. annoyance!
oh the anticipation all for naught! the sound track was good. vanessa hudgens fight scene was good, but all the fight scenes were computer animated! lame! sucked! when my mobile vibrates during the last half hour. through out the last half. i am in a movie!
the movie ends, just as i turn on my mobile it rings, my mom is frantic, “where are you? what are you doing? what is that noise?”
I am at the movie give me a break. apparently kaileigh didnt like Rango. melissa and kaileigh are waiting in the car and the first thing out of kaileigh’s mouth. “Why didnt you answer your phone?” lol cheeky little monkey!
this morning i woke up from the strangest dream.
i was in my old apartment which by the way was ten times better than the one im in now. more expensive. downfall i had a roommate. she kicked me out because i was too much of a clean freak. sorry i dont like living like a pig.
I was opening the hallway closet, and it had a secret room up in the ceiling. i was pushing up the door, and i was trying to get up into the room. I was halfway in and out, i couldnt go any further something kept me out. I was mad, some kind of force. i was pushed out. I landed outside the closet.
When i stood i realised i was no longer in my apartment. i was in my aunts house. ive been to that house when i was twelve. i have no idea where i am going, where everyone is. i check the formal dining room. ridiculous why would anyone be in there. the sitting room, i go upstairs. i hear laughter. i peek into my older cousins room. all of my cousins are there.
Suddenly i cant breathe. feelings of inadequatcy, and thought of being disliked, being judged or being a nuisance suddenly rises to the surface. feelings i havent had since i was a kid. grr why am i here. in this place. i want to go now. i turned to leave. figures i cant go. there is no door. I am stuck here.
I am called to the bed by one of my cousins. I can hear his voice, but i cant respond. some of my cousins are watching tv. I walk closer to the bed, i can see my reflection in the vanity mirror, but im blurred out everyone is clear. I look to the armoire where the tv is. there is a soap opera on. Young & Restless.
I am beckoned once more to the bed. I am a little hesitant, so i sit at the edge of the bed. I am told to make myself more comfortable. I realise that it is Mark speaking, i can see him more clearly, his brother Warren, warren’s wife Carla kristen and all the kids are the bed. I dont what is more ridiculous the idea that Mark and warren are watching soap operas with warren’s wife Carla or that i am there with them. Kristine doesnt watch tv so she is playing with kids on the bed. I laughed at the guys for watching Y&R.
Well to get back at me, Mark puts his bare feet on my lap. Ew gross! stinky feet! well he doesnt have stinky feet. i tried to move his feet. impossible so i was stuck.
I am not really paying attention to whats going behind me, i am watching Y&R. and i am absently stroking Mark’s bare feet. he is not ticklish, but he flinches every once in awhile which makes me laugh.
I must have turned to look at him for a moment because he is smiling at me, when i turn back i am no longer in the house.
I am in a dark wood paneled room. There is two women in bathrobes. One is blonde, almost platinum, the other is dark haired. They are kissing.
My eyes bugging out when they finally separate. omg it is Christine Blair. and Mary Jo Mason! i am floored. Where am i? they dont notice me. I walk around them. Trying to get a sense of the situation. I am totally confused. Christine is talking to mary jo but i have no idea what they are saying. i cant hear them. I follow Mary Jo out the door, there is a sign that says Jabot Gym.
The scene switches. i am in the Jabot warehouse, and Christine’s son Jim is a little preturbed that she had hooked up with Mary Jo. since she tried to kill her so many years ago. christine tells him he is too young to understand what is going on, he is upset and disappears in one of the aisles after telling her his dad wouldnt understand. his dad being adam brody? I try to follow but he is gone.
I stumble into an office, its Jacks. He is at his desk on the phone. I can hear what he is saying. He is on the phone telling Christine that he wants her to come in for a meeting. Christine comes in. Her hair is so platinum! omg its not right. What happened to the nice conservative girl? she looks kinda of slutty! Jack tells her Jabot is no longer having her as part their legal team. He had gotten wind of her hook up with a woman. he doesnt know its mary jo.
My mouth dropped. oh that is illegal. cant fire someone because of their sexuality! I tried telling Jack about Rafe? he was Adam Newman’s lawyer and he was gay. of course no one could hear me. hellalame!
that was really wierd dream, i couldnt speak at all during the dream, if i did no one heard me. Not so different from reality. no one hears me anyway.
I wasnt really surprised by the idea of two women kissing. just who it was.
JUST MY OPINION:
I had been thinking before i went to bed, that most of the novels i read that there isnt a heroine that is either gay or bisexual. there isnt a detective, FBI a heroine in some sort of law enforcement. that is lame.
i am not talking erotica thing, but why doesnt an author like Lisa Gardner, tess gerritsen, jayne anne Krentz someone of their caliber ever write out of their comfort zone and create a heroine who has bisexual undertones. Trust me jayne anne krentz needs something new to write about. Her books are being repeative and boring! sorry. Arcane Society! she is little obsessed with that word!