Mad House

  This day is only succeeding in making me more and more irate. I seem to have a knee injury that I don't know how I sustained and some how this makes people have me carry things up and down the stairs. Then when I want to do something to relax my PC is messed up so I go to play console games but am kicked off of my own wii so other people who have their own TV can watch stupid movies like the goddamn 'Notebook'. I can barely even read my computer monitor and I'm in a great deal of pain. Everything within walking distance is closed (not that I can walk very far anyhow at the moment) and everyone seems to be busy. Then people call but then hang up forcing me to trip over things and then when I call them back they don't answer. When they finally do answer they're mad at me for not answering my phone right away and hang up. Somehow this is my fault. The dogs keep howling continuously so the neighbors blare their radio to block them out. I'm not sure which is worse: The high pitch dog whining or the low booming thump of the bass on their car stereo. I can't do anything about the dogs since they are not mine and I am forbidden from disciplining them in any manner and I also cannot ask the neighbors to kindly stop with the heavy bass because I live in this dog infested household.
  Somehow this is a family holiday which is silly to me since no one I know was directly effected by events that occurred ten years ago other than the fact that it makes traveling more tense on everyone and anyone that decides to fly in the family is given the warning to 'watch out fer terrists!' Okaayyy. Not to belittle the event or such, but I live in Missouri and no one I know out here lost anyone in the incident. I mean not to say people in my state have not lost anyone in the events a decade ago but no one I know personally. Which sounds selfish now that I think about it.
 Ah, I guess I should do the whole thing where I recall where I was September 11, 2001 when it all happened but it really was not exciting at all. I was 15 at the time and was planning on being late to school that day because I had a pretty bad cold and was trying to clear my sinuses by sitting in a hot bath when suddenly my mother bursted into the bathroom shouting something about "planes" and "bombs" and some towers I had never heard of because it was in New York and I had never been there and at the time really had no idea what the skyline looked like. She decided I was not going to school that day out of fear of people blowing up my school which was out in the middle of nowhere and me not feeling well I decided it made more sense not to argue that no one would want to blow up my high school because it was not in a major area because I was 15, sick, and parent condoned off day from school sounded like a good idea. I spent the day glancing at the TV occasionally as they replayed the events over and over. At first I was shocked and upset like everyone else but then I was more bothered that they didn't seem to show anything else on TV and it was rather upsetting since I was 15. A combination of horror and boredom. I recall at one point I swore I was going to wear stupid red while and blue socks until the person behind it was caught. This bargain lasted about 4 weeks when the washer went out and then I got distracted with something else.  I was a dumb kid.

Besides all my silly complaining I do I have some fun things going on.( I am typing this while my PC is going out so if there's spelling errors I will have to edit them later as I cannot see what I'm typing at all. ) I recently got a small opportunity (singing I think) at a haunted house in a theme park of all places.  I was on my way home from the Japanese Festival in St. Louis Botanical Gardens when I saw a sign for auditions for this event and decided to stop. I ended up being the very last person to auditon I believe. They asked for crazy so I gave them mad scene arias. I suppose they were at least somewhat impressed since I managed to get a role in the insane asylum. Either that or they are committing me....