The lyrics from the song I posted earlier are so dark. I didn’t even realize he was singing about half of it in English until later.

I’m trying to play “Aveyond: Gates of Night” but I’m not enjoying it much.  I mean it’s fun and everything like all the Aveyond games are, I’m just not all that interested.  *sigh*  It’s the same thing with EQ2.  I’m just not enjoying games right now.

I’m watching another anime, “07-Ghost”, and it’s good, though the art style doesn’t really appeal to me as much as the weird story.  (I’m not much for giant eyes and shiny-ness.)  I’m taking this one slower, trying not to watch it all in one night.  Probably more out of my own restlessness than anything else.

I still haven’t written Max’s case manager or made the phone call to his teacher.  Of course, Max has pushed around now where we’re going to bed at around 2pm and getting up close to 10pm.  I’m hoping to push him to sleep at around 3pm tomorrow.  By next Tuesday he should be right again.  Once I get him going to bed at 9pm or 10pm, I’ll start forcing him to go to bed on time again.   Once school starts it should be a thousand times easier.  I feel really bad about Max’s teacher, but I just don’t feel comfortable calling so late at night, and in the morning she’s already at the school.  I hope she’s not mad as us for canceling. 

I told Cliff I wanted Marjorie to take Max and me to his doctor on Friday, and he seemed upset.  I feel bad about it, but he’s horrible in those situations!  He’s so angry and embarrassing.  *sigh*  I don’t know what to do…  I didn’t call and change the appointment yet.  Should I give him the chance to be different this time?  Meanwhile, I’m just trying to make it to next Tuesday.    Once school starts everything should get better again.

I cut my arm today.  It was totally by accident too.  We had been outside with Max for about two hours early this morning and after we came in I reached over and scratched what felt like a bug bite on my left arm and a second or two later I noticed blood running down my arm and damned if I wasn’t bleeding all over the place.  Luckily Marjorie has bandaids.  It’s just a tiny little spot, but it must be right over a vein.  I get cuts and scratches all the time and they’ve never done that before.  Oh well.  I’m guessing it’s a bite from a *gulp* spider.  It’s so close to my elbow it looks like I’ve had an IV in my arm.  :lol:

Damn, I’m a boring person.  *sigh*

We have an additional appointment coming up.  This time at Social Services.  They want to check to see if we’re still eligible for Medicaid for Ian.  Marjorie is being dropped from Medicaid now because she’s too old and is getting her own insurance from her job as of like last week or something.  So, I guess they want to reassess us for eligibility since we’re losing one dependent.  Fun.  I hate going there.  It ends up being all day.  The appointment is actually set for a particular day, but the time is “between 9am and 3:30pm” or something like that.  An all day adventure.  Joy.  We’ll get it again.  We don’t make enough money.

Again, I am a really boring person.

“Sorrow made you, sorrow made you, sorrow made you….”
- The GazettE – “The Invisible Wall”

For me it’s “stuck in my head, stuck in my head, stuck in my head….”

I can’t think of anything else to say, so I guess I’ll wrap this up and go find something else to do.  I do have some chores that need attention.