Grrrrr. That fucking Stephen Deken and his fucking failure to back shit up. Do you know how behind I am in my journal reading? Why, I’m two and a half WEEKS behind in my journal reading, because for almost a week after surgery I wasn’t reading any journals, and I haven’t had a chance to catch up. And when I do find time to read journals, I tend to catch up on one at a time, and do you know how many diary-x journals I read? A LOT. And now I’ll NEVER know what they said, DAMNIT.
You diary-xers, you can find a better place than that, trust me. Hell, at this point it’s almost cheaper to buy your own domain and pay for hosting.
Okay, I don’t know that it’s cheaper to get your own domain and pay for hosting; I just made that up. But please, for the love of god, ditch that diary-x shit. Get a free account at Opendiary.com! Diaryland! Anywhere!
Of course, I guess this means it’ll take a lot less time for me to get caught up on my journal reading, huh?
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So, y’all know that I have a
Netflix account, and that I love me some Netflix, right? Well, last week I had it set up just right so that I mailed a movie back to Netflix on Saturday, knowing that at the very top of my queue was
In Her Shoes, and since they’d receive the returned movie on Monday, they’d mail out In Her Shoes on Monday, and I’d have it on Tuesday. I was really looking forward to seeing In Her Shoes, since I’d meant to see it in the theater, but I ALWAYS intend to see movies in the theater and never do.
Still haven’t seen
Brokeback Mountain, and I’m dying to see it!
Anyway, Netflix received the movie on Monday just like I figured they would, and sent me an email saying that they were sending In Her Shoes my way, and so all was well in BitchyLand.
Then Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday came and went, and no movie. So I went to Netflix and reported it as missing in the mail, checked the box that indicated that I wanted a replacement movie, and waited. That one came two days later, and all was once again well in BitchyLand.
Then I got an email from Netflix telling me that they’d received the “lost” movie back in the mail. Which means, I think, that either the envelope got trashed and they couldn’t read who it was supposed to go to, so they sent it back. OR it means that the mailman delivered my damn movie to the wrong damn address, and the person who got it opened it to see what it was, then either watched it and sent it back, or just sent it back.
I suspect the latter, personally. Fuckers.
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So, the spud had a Valentine’s Day gift sent to her by her boyfriend (not the one she went to the dance with back in the Fall. He’s a jackass and we don’t like him, got it? The current boyfriend seems okay.). Guess what it was?
A balloon.
Poor Sugarbutt. I instructed the spud to keep the balloon in her room so as not to traumatize the Sug, but I can only imagine what his little face will look like when he moseys into her room for a nap on her bed, and he sees the dreaded balloon sitting there smiling evilly down at him.
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Miz Poo thinks that cute little Jason Priestly grew up pretty nicely. She’s also aghast that they canceled Love Monkey. Damn them!
Sugarbutt must be very, very dirty, because his brothers sure do clean him a lot.
Is that a happy Tommy, or what?
Tommy was sitting on a pillow on Fred’s lap, and Fred had to get up to do something, so he put Tommy – pillow and all – on the floor. Tommy waited patiently for Fred to come back, in this exact position the entire time.
All of today’s uploaded pictures are
here.
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Previously
2005: Collab
2004: No entry.
2003: No entry.
2002: William Fichtner is a hottie.
2001: I hope I’m not doing serious damage to myself, but if you saw how clean the showers get, you’d know how much it’s worth it.
2000: I highly recommend a warm, purring kitten laying against you when you’re feeling nauseous.]]>
I just love Tommy and the pillow – so cute!
Man, your cats have it so bad… poor things.
Robyn,
Are you sure they “lost” your movie? CNN.com just had a story on how Netflix is slowing down their send-outs to customers who rent a lot. Apparently this helps them have more movies available to send immediately to newer, less frequent renters. It also means less value for those who try to rent “too many” movies per month.
I don’t know how many movies you guys usually get or if you’ve had any troubles, but I thought your story and the news release might be related ? ? ?
Lisa
One time I was waiting for a movie from Netflix, and the next day I got an e-mail saying I had returned it. Huh? So I put it on the queue again, got it ok, and then 2 days later I got this torn up ragged ass empty envelope in the mail. My guess is my movie never made it out of the shipping facility. For the most part I think Netflix rocks, but yeah, they can get freaky on you sometimes.
Carrie
someone beat me to it. If you order so many movies netflix puts you at the back of the line. I am a netflix customer and I am slightly disappointed about this. It looks like you are a ‘regular’ customer. They make more money off those who keep their movies longer and get less than 4 a month or something…its in their guidelines apparently.
Blockbuster has a great deal that includes one in store rental per week.
I went to see Brokeback Mt on a date (our 3rd) with a 45 yr old heterosexual male. He was very uncomfortable with the movie and will not see it again. I on the other hand loved the movie and will BUY it when it comes out on DVD. It was a fabulous love story. I cried. If I had been at home I would have been doing that sobbing, hitching breath, snorting sort of thing. Not pretty at all!
I love Netflix but agree with what’s already been said. The more you get the slower it seems to go. Boo hoo.
LOVE Tommy boy.
That photo of Spot, Miz Poo, and Tom on the back of the sofa is so adorrrable!
Believe me, I will be leaving Diary-X behind! I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that I haven’t lost FOUR YEARS WORTH of entries because Stephen Deken turned off backups and neglected to tell his users. Anyway! I’m over at http://bozoette.typepad.com, in case mine is one of the D-X journals you read.
They cancelled Love Monkey??? Damn!
That Tommy is one cute boy!
Okay I have to say it. I want your TV!!! Its huge!! p.s. love the cats too. Oh the hairballs you must clean up.
Love netflix! I can’t wait for Brokeback either. You so have to get pics of Sugarbutt and the balloon when he notices it.
Sugarbutt’s not dirty, he’s just super sweet and his brothers looove him.
Is it true that male cats are nicer than female cats, generally speaking? I figure you should know since you have A HERD of cats over there.
Robyn,
Have you heard about the controversy about Netflix and its more frequent customers? I wonder if you’ve been throttled!
You can read about it here:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/11262292/
I can’t get over the ungodly cuteness of Sugarbutt’s Pink! Pink! nose.
Hubby and I used Netflix for a year, but now we use Blockbuster’s mail-in thingie. I sort of like Netflix better, but Hubby likes Blockbuster, and he’s the one paying for the account, sooo…
Ditto Melanie J.!
Your TV is bigger than your FIREPLACE !
They cancelled “Love Monkey” already??? It was one of my favorite new shows of the year!
Hey Robyn, I may have another answer for your Netflix problem. I work for the USPS, in a big sorting facility and we’ve been having some problems processing the Netflix. The automated machines that process the letters are also “supposed” to handle the Netflix. Unfortunately, the packaging of the Netflix are somewhat flimsy, and what happens is that when it goes through the machine, that front part that has your address on it gets torn off, and only the part that has the return portion of the envelope remains, and then the next time it gets sorted, since it has only the return address to “see”, that is where it goes. 🙁 Alot of us realize this and no longer send the Netflix through, and try to hand sort them, but you always have the assholes who will still push them through the machine. And that’s my public service announcement for the day. 🙂 Sorry you didn’t get your movie when you expected it!
I’ve jumped the diary-x ship, too. Grumble.