NBC has scheduled the last two first season installments of the Monday night time travel drama Journeyman (episodes 12 & 13) for December 17th & 19th at 10PM ET. The network asked for three more scripts last month (before the writers’ strike), but has yet to pick it up for another season. *pouts* 😦 Meanwhile, Chuck has been picked up the rest of its 22-episode season. I really should get around to watching that on the bedroom DVR. I just don’t think I’d want to delete them, and I always need DVR space, so..
I awoke in the morning at 6AM, to my dad’s dialysis driver waking me up. Ugh. I told him what was up, then I couldn’t get back to sleep. And I had just gone to sleep at 3AM. I got online for a bit, then watched the final three episodes of Teen Titans: Season 4 (nice.. in the special features, they say how they made the light-hearted episodes to even out with the darker season-long-story episodes.. but it all just seemed disjointed to me ). Once that was over with, I also watched another episode of Avatar: The Last Airbender (definitely not going to catch up by tonight’s mid-season finale, but still.. I guess like with the previous series, they needed to do a light-hearted plot this episode to even out the darkness that is to come.. damn, I wish I could afford these season sets).
It reached 11AM and I.. ran out of things to do. I thought my dad would be home by now. 😦 I got online for a while to waste some time, then watched a couple hours of Attack Of The Show on G4 and got the mail. 2PM and still not here. 😦 ..I eventually watched another episode of Avatar: The Last Airbender (great episode.. the last of the chibi shorts though, aw). I got a text saying that my dad wouldn’t be returning home until tomorrow now because they want to check his heart. *sigh*
Next, I watched another two episodes of TMNT 1987 Season 4 (perhaps I’ll finally finish this 40-episode set tomorrow :p), followed by that special “Ratchet & Clank” episode of X-Play (I wants PS3 so bad 😦 ) and some Ellen (yesterday, I just deleted it.. today, I fast forwarded through half of it). Before I knew it, it was already 5PM. I got online to news-gather, while watching CSI NY on the bedroom DVR in between (last week’s, not this week’s.. so behind.. awesome ending though.. definitely my favorite ongoing story between the three of them right now).
My dad called briefly.. and I once again heard that change in his voice due to how he was “snoring” all day, which caused a whole new torrent of guilt. *sigh* ..I returned to the living room before 8PM. And because there wasn’t really anything better on, I watched two more episodes of Avatar: The Last Airbender (good episodes) with the last two episodes of TMNT 1987 Season 4 in between (haha’s @ all the skeptical things said about UFOs in “Unidentified Flying Leonardo”.. when the turtles have met aliens before -_- ..and “The Turtles And The Hare” was pretty good too.. instead of the basic A–to-B-to-C plot, it was more like A-B-C-D-E-F :p). Surprisingly enough, watching all these classic TMNT episodes so close together have begun to give me a new appreciation for the series..
Near the end of the night, a call from the nurse at the hospital changed my life forever. My dad was wanting to leave, claiming I told him that I was out of electric or something? I said I was almost out of food, but not.. out. She put me on the phone with him in his room next and I convinced him to stay. My dad was talking like one of those nursing home people who have lost their mind. He said the doctor was a “quack” and he wanted to leave. It took a lot of strength not to break down right there on the phone. But I convinced him that I had enough food, which was a half-lie. Then he hung up.
I’m running really low on food, and there’s no way to get any more (24 and without a drivers license, go me.. plus my aunt lives far away and has already left). The oven that we used to help heat the apartment has gone wrong somehow. And the electric heaters just aren’t enough. The nights and mornings are cold. My fingers and toes are currently frozen. I don’t think my father’s coming home anytime soon. It seems like the father I knew is gone anyway. Forever. And now I’m all alone with all these unfixable problems. I guess the world has finally decided to deal me my final torturous blow. I just wish they had gone with the quick end that I had been pleading for for so long, rather than the long and painful one…
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