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Posted By elizel on August 23rd, 2010

Right now the rain is pouring angrily, like a bad movie ending to a really bad drama. The hostage crisis ended with a sniper shot, after police spent hours trying to take the guy out in various ways.

As disappointed as I am, I can’t help but have some sympathy for the cops who had to put their lives on the line there. It’s not their fault if they’re ill-equipped, and probably not even their fault if they’re not adequately trained. It’s just sad that people had to die and get hurt for us to see how dangerously unprepared our law enforcers are. I still don’t know what the hell they were thinking smashing in the windows with fucking sledgehammers. No matter how I try to look at it, or give them the benefit of the doubt, it seemed like a pointless and careless move.

That said, it’s easy to dictate what to do when you’re not the one being shot at, with nothing but a vest, helmet, and riot shield protecting you from rifle fire.

Now a lot of people are talking about how this incident, which got worldwide attention, would damage our tourism, but I’m personally not too concerned. That will recover in time. For the meantime maybe we should be more concerned about looking after each other–and maybe demanding better from the people whose job it is to look after us.

By the way, I take my hat off to the reporters, photographers, and cameramen who stuck it out over there.

Take care, everyone.

Ooh, a case.

Posted By elizel on August 6th, 2010

You guys remember the “dugo-dugo” scam that happened a lot back in the 90s? Well somebody tried to pull that shit on us today.

It turns out somebody called our landline phone around lunch, and one of household helpers, who has only been with us a few weeks, was the one who picked up. IS IT OK IF I CALL THE SUSPECT THE “UNSUB“? It’s short for “unidentified subject”. That’s what they call it in Criminal Minds. :D I’M JUST TRYING TO LIVE OUT MY CRIME-FIGHTER DREAMS HERE, THIS IS AS CLOSE AS I CAN GET BECAUSE I’M NOT QUALIFIED TO BE AN NBI AGENT. LOLOLOL.

Ahem. As I was saying–our unsub, who was female, told our helper to go to my sister’s room to look for money and jewelry because my brother-in-law had been in a car accident–you guys know the usual modus, right? She said not to tell my mom about it, because my mom has a heart ailment (which she does) and shouldn’t be worried. Fortunately for us, my sister doesn’t keep cash in her room and her other valuables were hidden. And, our maid did eventually end up telling my mom about it–because she asked my mom for my brother-in-law’s mobile number, which got my mother a little suspicious.

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A short update on IRL stuff.

Posted By elizel on July 10th, 2010

I host my site with Philhosting.net and I must say it is The. Absolute. Worst. Thursday night I tried to log in to WP admin, just to be redirected to a frigging 404 page, because my site was down. When I tried to log in via FTP, the directory listing was displayed as EMPTY. I wanted to try their Live Support chat but of course it was offline–IT USUALLY IS–from that night all the way until yesterday afternoon (you’d think they’d have the decency to be online during fucking office hours, but no). The service wasn’t restored until Friday night, and the support ticket that I sent in with my complaint went unanswered, naturally. And there was another hours-long episode of downtime just weeks ago.

Long story short, if you ever need a web host, do NOT go with Philhosting.net.

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It turns out we might to have to bring our mother in for her angioplasty earlier than we expected, since the doctor advised us not to wait any longer than a month. I’m glad there’s five of us siblings to get through these things. It could be a tough couple of months that we’re looking at, but I think we’ll be ok.

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I’ve developed a bad habit of watching a lot of gory forensic stuff (does anyone else watch Bones? It’s brilliant.) and then having trouble sleeping at night. As it is with me, I have no problem watching the damn things, but when it’s time to sleep the mental images fuel my imagination, and that’s when I get spooked. And it’s not even the images of decaying and dismembered bodies (click here for creepy photo of decomp! LOLOLOL) that really freak me out–apparently I’m not an overly squeamish person–but the brutal methods of killing. It definitely makes a little harder to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. XD

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Next blog entry is about football. I said I’d try to quit blogging about football but I take it back–I’m a bit stressed so I’m holding on to whatever welcome distraction I can get.  LOL