{"id":61,"date":"2003-07-19T22:13:00","date_gmt":"2003-07-20T02:13:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ukmelia.com\/ridiculousthoughts\/?p=61"},"modified":"2003-07-19T22:13:00","modified_gmt":"2003-07-20T02:13:00","slug":"61","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ukmelia.com\/ridiculousthoughts\/2003\/07\/19\/61\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Lately online I&#8217;ve been feeling ignored. So many times I&#8217;ll post something on some forum, or say something on TCZ only to hear cricket noises as I wait for a response. It&#8217;s kind of disconcerting. I can kind of understand it on a forum, especially one where I&#8217;m not very well known &#8211; I&#8217;m more of a lurker than a joiner &#8211; but on TCZ it bothers me. I&#8217;m an administrator there, supposedly part of a team, but lately my ideas and suggestions on current issues are ignored or barely considered before being dismissed and even if I just ask some inane question or crack a joke on the admin chat channel, it&#8217;s like I&#8217;m not there. <\/p>\n<p>Oh well. I&#8217;m way too dependent on TCZ anyway. Maybe I should retire. But everytime I think about it, I realise there are so many aspects of being an admin I&#8217;d miss. Ugh, I have a headache. Whinging about TCZ isn&#8217;t helping. I just feel like whinging full stop. What else can I moan about&#8230;. There&#8217;s always my granny. She&#8217;s so bizarre. In fact, my grandfather came to see me at work yesterday and I actually said &#8216;She&#8217;s whacked!&#8217; to him. The scary thing is, he said, &#8216;Tell me about it!&#8217; That floored me \ud83d\ude42 Her current obsession of the moment is to get their house &#8220;in order&#8221; in case one of them (my grandfather) passes away. The morbidity of that aside, she&#8217;s been wigging out lately because my grampa has a habit of saving bits of wood, siding, carpet etc from past home improvement projects by storing them in the basement. And he&#8217;s squirreled away some of it on top of the ventilation system down there. Well she&#8217;s been after him to get it all down and out of the house for months now. I swear it&#8217;s the only thing she can physically talk about until it&#8217;s done.<\/p>\n<p>Well, grampa has no need to be monkeying up and down a ladder to get all this stuff down so I said I would come by today and do it. Little did I know that I would be stricken with a particularly horrible set of cramps all night long and this morning. Ugh it was awful. Could not even stand up straight. Totally sucks because I used to be able to brag that I never got them &#8211; and I didn&#8217;t &#8211; so now it must be payback because I get &#8217;em now with a vengeance. Anyway, too much info I know \ud83d\ude42 So I called them and said I&#8217;d be over later than I&#8217;d intended so I could rest a bit. I finally show up, piss off granny even more when I ask if we can tackle the stuff in the garage when it&#8217;s cooler (beastly hot today) to which she said I should have come earlier that morning when it *was* cooler. I then replied that she was lucky I was there to help at all and proceeded to tell her I could barely stand up straight much less climb ladders in a basement all afternoon. Anyway, I made her feel bad then which made me feel bad, but you know, I was bitchy and all. Anyway I told her it was ok, I had taken some motrin and felt up to it etc etc and disappeared down the basement with my grampa. <\/p>\n<p>As I looked around the basement ceiling and the plethora of junk my gran had been moaning about these past months I was shocked to discover that there werre a few slats of siding, one chuck of carpeting, 3 squares of glass and some old screening wire. That&#8217;s it. Took all of five minutes to get it all down.<\/p>\n<p>Aye-yi-yi, to quote Ricky Ricardo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lately online I&#8217;ve been feeling ignored. 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