The Mystery of the Haunted Refrigerator continues!

My Mom and The Refrigerator Demon have met head on, horns first.
After a couple fruitless attempts at de-Lemuring it by ripping it apart and showing it it's own insides, (Have I told you my Mom is a badass?) She finally broke down and called a refrigerator repairman/exorcist. Unfortunately, he didn't speak or understand very much English, (He was from Russia) so my Mom was leading HIM through it and explaining what was wrong with it. Today, he came over for the second time this week, (he didn't understand that the poor swelling fridge was filled with LIQUID the first time(hence the root of my assumptions that it is a Lemure)) and he unplugged it.
My Mother was right. The refrigerator leaks out water onto a pan, then the water in the pan evaporates. The leaker was plugged, so the water was causing swelling and bulging. I imagine that it would be like being unable to pee for a couple weeks or more. So, now that it's unplugged, it WON'T. STOP. PEEING. We have to set a small, metal, screw on jar-cap under the leaky-part (situated half an inch away from the floor) so it doesn't flood the floor. The poor fridge must be in much pain, or the Lemure must be refusing to exit, because the fridge pees into the pan drop by drop. So about every 13 minuets, we have to change it's dish. (which leaks by the way)
I feel rather bad for him, and take him as our new pet. I will call him 'Rrepcom,' the acronym for
Refrigerating
Recently
Exorcised
Peeing
Chunk
Of
Metal.

I hope he gets better soon, as I hate fighting Lemurs. (you have to bludgeon them repeatedly while they slop under their armor. NOT FUN. =P)
Oh, and did I mention that I'm suffering from MRMM, or Must Read More Manga? I finished the 3 volumes of Tsubasa that my friend loaned me. MUST GET MORE. O_O Sadness.
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Oh, AND the Drier and the Heater are preparing to launch a full-scale rebellion, aiming for independence from Mom's Matriarchal rule. I will post more about that when I catch more wind of the rebellion from the Water Heater (Who, while cranky and is susceptible to hot AND cold flashes, knows all. The real trick is getting her to talk to you.)

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10/17/11 UPDATE
I forgot to tell you!! The Lemure is no more. He obviously died from the chemicals that the repair man pumped into the fridge on his first trip, and festered in the tubing before draining out of poor REPCOM. The demon was fully drained from the pipes a day after I made the above post. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you. (whoever actually checks back here) I will try to be more consistent with my posts. n_n;
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I'd like about 9 hobbits of bailing wire......

I was doing my math today when I came upon a question that demanded I know if a meter was longer then a yard. This is pretty much my my train of thoughts (minus a few crack pairings here and there. XD)
Meter.... A meter is about hobbit sized right? Right. And hobbits are about 3 feet. 3 feet is a yard. So a meter is a yard? Yep. More or less. Yep. .....Yep.  .........Hello? Echo??


Upon discovery that a meter was 3.37 inches longer, I solved the problem and went back to daydreaming. I wondered why we had meters and yards. I supposed that a meter must be from a different system, and I began to wonder what it was. Suddenly, I thought that we should just abandon meters and yards and stick to hobbits. It could even differ from family to family!! =D
"And what could I get for you?"
"I'd like 20 by 20 hobbits of chicken wire."
"Okay. A Brandybuck or a Took?"
"Took size please."
Note: I do not know if there is a significant size difference between Tooks and Brandybucks. I feel shame, but not enough to research right now. Later. =^.~

Just think what our everyday shopping experience would be like! I really think that this could really change our metric system for the better. =)

Darn.

Dragon dice have become less popular on eBay since last year!! >=O
They used to have tons!! Units, Terrains, Dragons, Magestorms, Missle, Magic, Melee, the works. FOR UNDER $7.
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I suppose that that vendor isn't selling them right now. I really wish that I kept their name for future reference!! >=[
And the only vendor that I found sells his for $12 per 7 lot, which is okay I suppose, but it is an extra 5 bucks.... =P
Ehh, maybe I should stop griping. I just wish that I knew when the prices spike, so that I can buy at the lowest. =P

May the Dice be ever in your favor.

Something JUST came to me. I was reading Full Frontal Nerdity (It is SOO epic. If you are a Geek or a Nerd, or like D&D, THIS is the comic for you. http://nodwick.humor.gamespy.com/ffn/index.php?date=2001-11-29) And they mentioned Dragon Dice. I remember my Former (and First Ever) Dungeon Master talking about them. He literally said that if he got a million dollars, he'd invest them all in Dragon Dice, put them in his pool, and go swimming, I am completely serious. The guy REALLY liked those things. So anyhoo, on a whim, I made a Google search on 'em and remembered just how cool the looked, and just how cheep they are. I researched them last year, then hastily forgot their splendor lest I fall victim to debt (and weird looks from neighbors as I chilled in my Die-Pool. (heheh. WhiteWolf pun!! =D) )
Anyway, as I scrolled through Google Images, googling (pun not intended. >.<) at the many pics of rune caved polyhedral chunks of plastic, I realized something. Every Geek should receive a set of good dice when they complete their training. I got mine on eBay several years ago when I found my first tabletop RPG handbooks in Bart's Books. It was The Player's Guide and the Game Master's Guide to Alternity, by the way. I had only vaguely heard of D&D before, and although my Dad and Uncle used to be avid gamers, I had never set eyes upon a handbook. And yet I felt what it was. I knew, right then, that I was destined to have those books. I bought them, took them home, and started my life as a changed Geek. Unfortunately, I haven't played in that universe yet, but it is my goal.
So, moving closer to the main subject... I got my dice on eBay, and although my Dad paid for them, it wasn't the same as them being handed down to me. Sure, the dice didn't have my Dad's Dice Karma attached to them, (Which may or may not have been a good thing) but we were still really bummed that he didn't save them to hand down to his advancing Padiwan.
So, as I looked over these elegant dice, I realized that I should really start a dice collection to hand down to my future kids. I know that I will have them one day, I hope that they will be Geeks, and it would be an amazing gift to them if I presented them with their fist RPG manuals and Dice as their first day as True Geek Padiwans. I now know why people collect dice. =)

I can picture it now.
"Krin and Farren Sewell, step forward and receive your first Gift as True Geek Padiwans.
I present you with your First Manuals. May they always steer you to the right page. May you excel in your Gameplay, weather you be Elf or Orc, Wookie or Twelek, Lawful Good or Chaotic Evil, and any and all in between. May you feel Courage and Freedom, and learn Loyalty and Respect.
I present you with your First Dice. May they never fail you, and be merciful in their rolls. May you stand as Bridges between the Normal World and the World of Geek, with a foot on each side, and be Loved by all.
I pronounce you True Geek Padiwans. Stand strong, with feet in Reality, and never forget the True Joy of Geekdom.
May the Dice be ever in your favor."

Wintersleep's emotional ties

I was up thinking at 1:00 last night. I was trying to sleep, and feeling really beaten in. The weather is really knocking me down. I usually feel tired at 12:00 PM, but lately I've been getting drowsy at 8:00 PM.
I started really wondering about why we (or at least I) get sentimental and lonely during the winter. My friend told me that in the fall we "change from exterior, yang, and sun, to interior, yin, and earth." That makes sense, but it is well neigh impossible to convince my mind to drop things when it's in it's manic butt-crack-'o-dawn-quick-think-of-something-to-keep-Rahel-up state. So it kept banging itself against the doors to my inner secrets, hoping that it would find some answers to lap up from it's bruises, when something came to me.

I thought that maybe the reason we feel sentimental in the winter is to remind ourselves of our earthly ties. To remind us why we have to wake up from the long winter and carry out our lives. I wondered what would happen if someone went into wintersleep without harboring love of the outside world within themselves. Would they die? Does this love act as some kind of way to sustain our souls in sleep? As a lifeforce even? Or maybe, if we forgot our love, we wouldn't have a reason to wake.

I suppose that, anyway, it's important to constantly remind ourselves why we live. A world without winter would be a forgetful place indeed.

So lonely......

It's raining. It's overcast. And cold. About 70 degrees. I'm sleepy. And grouchy. I have a poltergeist in my house and I'm not sure if I should exorcise him, or attempt to come to an understanding, despite the fact that he leaves when I try to reason with him. My refrigerator is haunted, (I'm guessing by a Lemure) and it's floor is swelling up. I'm not absolutely sure what the Ghostbuster's area code is, and if they would help me out with the fridge anyway. Google search won't give me a strait answer to the question "What do werewolves do when it rains?" I had a sentimental dream about my friends, including my former Aikido Sensei, who has left the Dojo to travel. Just as I woke up, I realized just how much I miss him, and I wondered if wishing that he would come back would be rude, as he seems to be happy traveling, and if I should just wish him luck instead.

I feel so lonely when it rains.

On the bright side, I have tea! I have been on a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy craze, and tea is all I want. Oh, AND my Mom just fixed the heater! Maybe I won't go into cold-induced suspended animation after all. =)

I have one of the coolest Moms in the whole world.

One of my Mom's best friends has a son. It's his birthday, and he wanted it starwars themed. My Mom's offered to make the pinata. We held a meeting with the Birthday Dude (Being called 'birthday boy' isn't usualy flattering, no matter the gender, the current date, or how young you are, so I settle for addressing a male *ahem* birthday CHILD as the Birthday Dude.) To decide what we should make it into. He wanted a spaceship. My Mother, being the pinata whizz she is, determined that it was a surmountable task, so I got called in to find a ship that could be sculpted out of cardboard and paper mache. (Being a Geek really pays off sometimes. =^.~ ) So, anyway, I got to Wookieepedia and we browsed a bit (My truly epic Padiwan Geek sister giving advice and giudence along the way), finally choosing a Delta 7B Starfighter. I pulled up a large picture for my Mom, and give her about 30 mins, she creates a masterpiece. Something to be admired over by drooling Starwars Nerds, Geeks, and Dorks everywhere.

I kid you not, she is the coolest Mom any Geek could ever ask for.
(Oh, and she Says "She even dug around in the bottom of the RECYCLING bin for the cardboard. A very DIRTY recycling bin, I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW.")


Sooooo, here it is!! Prepare the mass drooling over the (unpainted) pinata and the building of many hecatombs in my epic Mother's honor.

I will post more pics of the finished ship when I receive them. =D