Insomniac's blog

So, not too much going on in the life of Nita. I've been working on my research (by the way, I should be reading one of my background info books right now, but I'm tired and my feet hurt...which has nothing to do with reading, go figure). The research is progressing quite wonderfully now. I've found my central focus and since the archives I'm working with is so large and there are so many directions to go in, I have to keep my focus on just a few things and not all over which would make my paper way too broad. I have about a week and a half to finish up the research and write a whopping 30-40 pages on it. Let's just say that Nita is going to be sucking down lots of coffee and smoking lots of cigarettes. I have this horrible habit of smoking a cigarette for each page I write. I hand write all my papers ahead of time because it is easier for me to stay focused when I write things.

Since this is a random news posting, I will jump into another topic without any transitional sentence...My FOM (Friend of Mine) is seriously considering a position in Duluth, Minnesota. I was shocked when he told me about it and very sad in a way. I mean, I want what is best for him and for his career pursuits but, for very selfish reasons, I would like him to stay around here for awhile. He is so much like me personality-wise and I don't have to pretend to be someone else when we are around each other. That is a weird thing about me...I really don't fit in with anyone in every way like I do with FOM. I mean, who else can I bitch to and laugh with and slug coffee with without feeling like they just don't get me? Oh well. I guess what I am trying to say is that I have become very attached to him. If he does decide to move to Minne-freezing-sota then I shall wish him well and miss him horribly.

In other random news, my middle brother is being a total pain in the ass. He is the same brother who is basically racist, who tries to make himself out to be a perfect Christian when he is really a horrendous hypocrit, and who constantly tries to make everyone live up to his own screwed up system of ethics. Very frustrating. Well, Big Brother decided to give our mom hell because she hasn't been around to visit his kids in two weeks. She went over on Monday night and spent two hours at their house but for Big Brother two hours wasn't enough. So he calls Mom this morning and chews on her leg about not spending equal time with grandkids (she has 11 grandkids) and that she favors me too much. Of course my mom favors me! We are very close and I am her only girl so it is natural that she bonds with me more. But, Big Brother has a bad case of sibling rivalry...which is pretty damn bad considering he is 36 and I am 31. He told my mom that I am just using her and as soon as I don't need her I would stop calling her and taking her out for coffee and such. Ohhh yeah, that pissed me off something severe! First of all, my mom volunteered to watch my kids while I was in school...I never asked her. Secondly, I have always spent time every week with my mom since I was 17...coffee or dinners out or shopping or whatever. Thirdly, Big Brother wouldn't be happy if mom did spend more time over at his house visiting because he is the type who loves misery--both his own and others. Big Brother and his wife (the Sister-In-Law from Hades) have one of those cancerous types of relationships---they are malignant when they are around each other and they invade other normal and happy people to cause misery and woe. I am so tempted to call him up and chew on his leg for awhile but I know it wouldn't do any good. He would just play the victim of a random Nita attack and get all defensive and then things would really get out of hand and calls would be made to the other siblings and war camps would be set up and all hell would break loose. So, why bother? Let him stew in his misery and I will just write him off. I really do not have time for ignorant, racists, holier-than-thou, pig-headed, pedantic jerks in my life, regardless if he is my brother. Sigh...big families suck sometimes.

Okay. That's about it. Oh, Darling Husband and I are headed off next weekend for a wonderful kid-free weekend alone. It will be our 12th anniversary and it has been 12 years since we had a kid-free overnight vacation. Hallelujah!!!