I have a new temporary roommate. I'm nervous about it, because I've never lived with anyone else before and I know how fussy I can get about some things (and completely uncaring about others), but we'll see how it goes. It's only for 2, maybe 3 months at worst, so it really shouldn't be that awful.
I'm a mean mom and tossed out a bunch of cardboard boxes that Venus liked to hide behind. She still hides in the same location, but it doesn't seem to be nearly as effective.
I saw Pirates 3 on Saturday. Didn't stay through the credits, but I found a clip of the scene at the end, and I found discussion on what it means. Be warned, the movie is long -- including the five million commercials and trailers we saw, it ends up running 3 hours. It's also somewhat confusing, and feels like it's lacking some of the character that really helped set the tone for the first movie, and somewhat for the second, too.
I saw Shrek 3 last weekend, disappointing as well. I liked some of the musical touches -- Danse Macabre, "One" from A Chorus Line, the original Snow White song, "My Favourite Things," but overall... eh.
I watched Epic Movie with R and N. Not a good movie, which was about what I expected. Possibly slightly better than Date Movie, but not by too much.
I also watched Team America: World Police last night for the first time. Yes, I had never seen it before. I didn’t find the puking scene nearly as funny as M did, but that’s me. Otherwise, not too bad.
Shawn and I had lunch yesterday and spent some time hanging out and talking. Nothing too earth-shattering, though we did spend time talking about religion, of all things. Discussions about religion in which I’m a participant are always amusing, ‘cause I’m so ignorant about religion it’s almost funny – and I’ll be attending a Catholic wedding later this summer (my first Catholic one, I think). I’ve been to four funerals, three of which were Catholic (including one that was French Catholic), but the weddings have been all over the map.
I spent Saturday night at my parents’ place and kept an eye on Digger. He seems to be slowly improving, and I’m trying not to hover too much or read too much into anything. I think I expected him to improve faster, and I do worry about every little thing that happens, but I’m trying to keep myself in check. If I’m like this about my cats, I fear for any future children I may have… I’m going to be useless if they do anything that strikes me as unusual. Either that, or I’ll be so blasé trying to keep myself in check, they’ll be eating lead-paint sandwiches with rat poison dressing and I won’t say boo.
I have friends making fun of me for the biological clock ticking now and again. Shut it! is what I say, ‘cause it’s only ticked once or twice, and it’s not as though the damn alarm is going off or anything. Shut up.
I can’t believe I’m going to be 27 soon. I keep asking M what it’s like to be old (he’ll be turning 29 next month), and he tells me that I’ll know soon enough, ‘cause 27 is apparently when you become old. He’s so sweet. I feel as though I should be all serious and adult... instead I make sound effects when I’m doing physical things (aside from working out), I tell my cats where I’m going in case they somehow understand me, and I’ll do things like paint one set of toenails and leave the others unpainted – and keep them that way because they bug people. I’ve fixed that since, but still, it was fun for quite awhile. I think I’ll think that’ll kick in if I ever marry or have kids, but I don’t know. How’s that for a convoluted sentence?
Okay, enough rambling, especially since I’m not saying anything particularly fascinating at the moment. I have a piece I’ve been working on for awhile about sexiness and another about friendship, but that’ll be a few days yet. Short summary of the above?
2007/05/28
2007/05/24
Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror and think, “I don’t recognize that face. That’s not my face”? I’ve been dealing with that for the past while, and I don’t have a clue if it’s because I feel I was a redhead for so long and I’m not yet used to the blonde/purple combination I have going on, or if I’m not entirely happy with the hair, or if I’m simply dealing with the beginning stages of dementia. Any of the above is a distinct possibility.
It’s been awhile since I’ve done a real – or much of any – update. So what to say? Digger had to go back into the vet for a recurrence of his stone/crystal problem, but this time he’s in for a few days of flushing and observation, and they’re sending him home with antibiotics – which they should’ve probably done the first time. Mom and I both felt that he was never 100% after his last visit, and we’re really hoping that this does the trick. He’s a young man still, only 12, and he’s my Digger-bubby, which means nothing, but is the nickname I’ve assigned him. All of my cats wind up with weird nicknames, because I am a demented cat lady who talks to cats… which you already knew, or suspected.
I had a bit of a debate/discussion with the most recent ex- about love and pets; his assertion was that I didn’t love my cats. Rather than get offended or up in arms about it, I simply told him, “If you don’t think I love my cats, go see one of them get run over by a car and see how I react.” Sorry, but I refuse to believe that it’s only possible to love people or family members or whatever – and I think he was saying that he didn’t love his friends, only care for them or something. I forget now, and for that I blame the cold I’m currently suffering through.
Oh yeah, fun day yesterday; felt fine in the morning, came back in from lunch and felt a bit of a sore throat. *sigh* I feel okay right now, but I didn’t sleep very well last night at all.
For the most part, my running has been doing well. I’ve seen for myself (and not just my running partner’s claim) that I’m faster than when we first started, and my stamina is improving. It’s still not fabulous, but I’m getting there – and I’ve even gone out a few times on my own and pushed myself. That’s what comes of having a running buddy, I find; when I go out on my own, I feel as though I can’t slack off, ‘cause I wouldn’t with a partner, so why should I when it’s just me? It’s possible I’m even starting to enjoy it, I’m not sure.
I’ve also got my bike back up and running, and I’m going to look into getting a new seat for it; my big ol’ butt’s used to the seat on my motorcycle (and lemme tell you, it’s nerve-wracking as hell going from 2 wheels = 500 lbs to 2 wheels = 5 lbs… you feel like you’re going to die!), and I’d like to get something more comfortable than the narrow gel seat I have now. I’m also hoping to get out to the skating rink on occasion when it starts doing free skates again, and I may even have company for that.
I suffer mightily from foot-in-mouth disease, and I often speak without thinking first. It’s part of my impulsive nature, I suppose – rarely are my comments meant to hurt. Over the past while, there’s a friend of mine who’s been inflicted with a rather serious case of this disease, it seems, and it’s frustrating me. I enjoy this friend’s company, and I want to keep doing that, but when this friend keeps making comments that either directly or indirectly attack my schooling, my friends, my dating history, or so on, it’s a bit challenging. It’s also seemed as though most times that I’ve seen this friend, this friend has dominated the conversation or social event, and that can get tiring when I’m not in the best headspace for it. For now, I just vent about it to another friend, but depending on how it goes, it might become time to say something. I’d certainly hope someone would if it were me.
I also had my first-ever entirely-my-fault near-accident the other day. I was behind a van from New Jersey, and we were approaching a light that was yellow; I thought we could go through, Jersey plates had a different idea. I threw on the brakes and clutch and stopped less than three feet from his back right bumper; it’s possible I could’ve moved into the other lane if I’d really needed to avoid him, but there may have been another car there (don’t remember). The best part? The adrenaline surge hit me after I’d finished my braking and such, and so as I waited for the lights to change again, I sat there with my hands almost shaking, realizing how close I’d come to an accident. It’s easy to get grouchy with other drivers when they try to cut me off or won’t let me merge or whatever (which happens), but this would’ve been entirely my fault. Live and learn, and wear your protective gear my friends!
The Pompous Ass is doing his motorcycle course this weekend, so I imagine he’s just bouncing in excitement. I remember going to bed the night after doing the first day (it’s all day Saturday and Sunday for the on-bike portion), still being able to feel the bike vibrating under me, and my muscles were still trying to shift and clutch and so on. Very strange sensation.
I honestly thought I had more exciting insights to offer, but I’m going to blame my cold-affected state. Let’s just say that overall, life is doing pretty well right now, and as long as I stop mentally assuming the worst about Digger, then it remains that way.
But I’ll conclude with an amusing anecdote about my mom, just ‘cause she makes me laugh sometimes. I was telling her about a boy I quite liked, and she asked me two questions: One, does he treat you well, because I’ve dated a few boys who didn’t treat me very well, in her opinion, and two, how tall is he?
Ah, my mom. Best wishes to her and her side of the family (as well as my dad), who are heading off tomorrow to bury my grandfather and otherwise have an outing of sorts.
It’s been awhile since I’ve done a real – or much of any – update. So what to say? Digger had to go back into the vet for a recurrence of his stone/crystal problem, but this time he’s in for a few days of flushing and observation, and they’re sending him home with antibiotics – which they should’ve probably done the first time. Mom and I both felt that he was never 100% after his last visit, and we’re really hoping that this does the trick. He’s a young man still, only 12, and he’s my Digger-bubby, which means nothing, but is the nickname I’ve assigned him. All of my cats wind up with weird nicknames, because I am a demented cat lady who talks to cats… which you already knew, or suspected.
I had a bit of a debate/discussion with the most recent ex- about love and pets; his assertion was that I didn’t love my cats. Rather than get offended or up in arms about it, I simply told him, “If you don’t think I love my cats, go see one of them get run over by a car and see how I react.” Sorry, but I refuse to believe that it’s only possible to love people or family members or whatever – and I think he was saying that he didn’t love his friends, only care for them or something. I forget now, and for that I blame the cold I’m currently suffering through.
Oh yeah, fun day yesterday; felt fine in the morning, came back in from lunch and felt a bit of a sore throat. *sigh* I feel okay right now, but I didn’t sleep very well last night at all.
For the most part, my running has been doing well. I’ve seen for myself (and not just my running partner’s claim) that I’m faster than when we first started, and my stamina is improving. It’s still not fabulous, but I’m getting there – and I’ve even gone out a few times on my own and pushed myself. That’s what comes of having a running buddy, I find; when I go out on my own, I feel as though I can’t slack off, ‘cause I wouldn’t with a partner, so why should I when it’s just me? It’s possible I’m even starting to enjoy it, I’m not sure.
I’ve also got my bike back up and running, and I’m going to look into getting a new seat for it; my big ol’ butt’s used to the seat on my motorcycle (and lemme tell you, it’s nerve-wracking as hell going from 2 wheels = 500 lbs to 2 wheels = 5 lbs… you feel like you’re going to die!), and I’d like to get something more comfortable than the narrow gel seat I have now. I’m also hoping to get out to the skating rink on occasion when it starts doing free skates again, and I may even have company for that.
I suffer mightily from foot-in-mouth disease, and I often speak without thinking first. It’s part of my impulsive nature, I suppose – rarely are my comments meant to hurt. Over the past while, there’s a friend of mine who’s been inflicted with a rather serious case of this disease, it seems, and it’s frustrating me. I enjoy this friend’s company, and I want to keep doing that, but when this friend keeps making comments that either directly or indirectly attack my schooling, my friends, my dating history, or so on, it’s a bit challenging. It’s also seemed as though most times that I’ve seen this friend, this friend has dominated the conversation or social event, and that can get tiring when I’m not in the best headspace for it. For now, I just vent about it to another friend, but depending on how it goes, it might become time to say something. I’d certainly hope someone would if it were me.
I also had my first-ever entirely-my-fault near-accident the other day. I was behind a van from New Jersey, and we were approaching a light that was yellow; I thought we could go through, Jersey plates had a different idea. I threw on the brakes and clutch and stopped less than three feet from his back right bumper; it’s possible I could’ve moved into the other lane if I’d really needed to avoid him, but there may have been another car there (don’t remember). The best part? The adrenaline surge hit me after I’d finished my braking and such, and so as I waited for the lights to change again, I sat there with my hands almost shaking, realizing how close I’d come to an accident. It’s easy to get grouchy with other drivers when they try to cut me off or won’t let me merge or whatever (which happens), but this would’ve been entirely my fault. Live and learn, and wear your protective gear my friends!
The Pompous Ass is doing his motorcycle course this weekend, so I imagine he’s just bouncing in excitement. I remember going to bed the night after doing the first day (it’s all day Saturday and Sunday for the on-bike portion), still being able to feel the bike vibrating under me, and my muscles were still trying to shift and clutch and so on. Very strange sensation.
I honestly thought I had more exciting insights to offer, but I’m going to blame my cold-affected state. Let’s just say that overall, life is doing pretty well right now, and as long as I stop mentally assuming the worst about Digger, then it remains that way.
But I’ll conclude with an amusing anecdote about my mom, just ‘cause she makes me laugh sometimes. I was telling her about a boy I quite liked, and she asked me two questions: One, does he treat you well, because I’ve dated a few boys who didn’t treat me very well, in her opinion, and two, how tall is he?
Ah, my mom. Best wishes to her and her side of the family (as well as my dad), who are heading off tomorrow to bury my grandfather and otherwise have an outing of sorts.
2007/05/22
2007/05/18
2007/05/16
2007/05/14
Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit...
A few weeks ago, I was reasonably certain my biological clock gave off a tick. No big deal, it does this about once every 18 months or so, and I figure it's all part of the normal process of getting old (which I'm doing daily).
However, I think my clock may have ticked again today -- possibly even twice.
I'm so not ready for this...
Even scarier is the whole "do you want kids?" question that gets asked in relationships now, or even the mental evaluation of "is this guy going to be a good father?" that goes on.
And I thought it was bad when I started looking for wedding rings when I was checking guys out.
Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit...
A few weeks ago, I was reasonably certain my biological clock gave off a tick. No big deal, it does this about once every 18 months or so, and I figure it's all part of the normal process of getting old (which I'm doing daily).
However, I think my clock may have ticked again today -- possibly even twice.
I'm so not ready for this...
Even scarier is the whole "do you want kids?" question that gets asked in relationships now, or even the mental evaluation of "is this guy going to be a good father?" that goes on.
And I thought it was bad when I started looking for wedding rings when I was checking guys out.
Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit...
2007/05/08
I may be mistaken and/or reading too much into things (you know, being too hopeful), but it's possible that all of this exercising is having a beneficial effect.
I also have my bike out now, and I rode it back and forth to my training yesterday, and went home at lunch. So now my butt hurts, but I'll live. The tires need fixing up though, which I'll be getting Stefan's help for.
Time for a shower; day two of training in Project Management for Results (or Success?) begins soon. At least my internet is working again on my cell -- entertaining joking with the tech guy when he can't understand that I'm joking half the time, and the other half he's making awkward jokes.
I really hope I was mistaken about the potatohead in the course maybe sort of not really flirting with me. I'm so not interested...
Also, everyone come out and join us for laserquest on Saturday. Details are available on request.
I also have my bike out now, and I rode it back and forth to my training yesterday, and went home at lunch. So now my butt hurts, but I'll live. The tires need fixing up though, which I'll be getting Stefan's help for.
Time for a shower; day two of training in Project Management for Results (or Success?) begins soon. At least my internet is working again on my cell -- entertaining joking with the tech guy when he can't understand that I'm joking half the time, and the other half he's making awkward jokes.
I really hope I was mistaken about the potatohead in the course maybe sort of not really flirting with me. I'm so not interested...
Also, everyone come out and join us for laserquest on Saturday. Details are available on request.
2007/05/06
I went to WalMart today to pick up a few things, since Canadian Tire had already closed and I needed a bike pump. Occasionally, I wear a virgo necklace that my mom gave me for Christmas or my birthday; neither of us are particularly astrologically-inclined, but for some reason she's always gotten me (and not my sister, to my knowledge), virgo-themed things.
Anyhow, the necklace that I wear has this symbol on it:
And many people have asked me what it was, because they don't seem to recognize it as virgo. But today was the first time I had someone ask me if I was Arab because of it; the clerk at WalMart told me that upside down, it means "God" in her language.
I told her I was just glad to hear that it wasn't something offensive. :)
Anyhow, the necklace that I wear has this symbol on it:
And many people have asked me what it was, because they don't seem to recognize it as virgo. But today was the first time I had someone ask me if I was Arab because of it; the clerk at WalMart told me that upside down, it means "God" in her language.
I told her I was just glad to hear that it wasn't something offensive. :)
2007/05/03
2007/05/01
Okay, I heard this song on the radio the other day, and it's been pretty much stuck in my head every since. It's a very poppy, stupid, upbeat song that I encourage you all to listen to and then judge me for liking.
However, read the lyrics first and get surprised by how dirty it is, just as I did:
MIKA Love Today Lyrics
I've been crying for so long,
Fighting tears just to carry on,
But now, but now, it's gone away.
Hey girl why can't you carry on, (carry on)
Is it cuz you're just like your mother,
A little tight, like to tease for fun, (tease for fun)
Well you ain't gonna tease no other,
Gonna make you a lover!
Everybody's gonna love today,
love today, love today.
Everybody's gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Girl in the blue with the big bust on
Big bust on, big bust on.
Wait till your mamma and your papa's gone,
Papa's gone!
Mamma, mamma papa, shock shock me,
Shock shock me, shock shock.
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
I said,
Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Carolina sits on '95,
Give her a dollar and she'll make you smile.
Hook her, book her, nook her, walk away!
Girl dresses like a kid for fun, (kid for fun)
Licks her lips like they're something on them (something on them)
Tries to tell you life has just begun, (just begun)
Now you know she's getting something other
Than the love from her mother
Everybody's gonna love today,
Love today, love today
Everybody's gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Girl in the blue with the big bust on,
Big bust on, big bust on.
Wait till your mamma and your papa's gone,
Papa's gone
mamma, mamma papa, shock shock me,
Shock shock me, shock shock me
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
[Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di...
Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di...]
However, read the lyrics first and get surprised by how dirty it is, just as I did:
MIKA Love Today Lyrics
I've been crying for so long,
Fighting tears just to carry on,
But now, but now, it's gone away.
Hey girl why can't you carry on, (carry on)
Is it cuz you're just like your mother,
A little tight, like to tease for fun, (tease for fun)
Well you ain't gonna tease no other,
Gonna make you a lover!
Everybody's gonna love today,
love today, love today.
Everybody's gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Girl in the blue with the big bust on
Big bust on, big bust on.
Wait till your mamma and your papa's gone,
Papa's gone!
Mamma, mamma papa, shock shock me,
Shock shock me, shock shock.
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
I said,
Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Carolina sits on '95,
Give her a dollar and she'll make you smile.
Hook her, book her, nook her, walk away!
Girl dresses like a kid for fun, (kid for fun)
Licks her lips like they're something on them (something on them)
Tries to tell you life has just begun, (just begun)
Now you know she's getting something other
Than the love from her mother
Everybody's gonna love today,
Love today, love today
Everybody's gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Girl in the blue with the big bust on,
Big bust on, big bust on.
Wait till your mamma and your papa's gone,
Papa's gone
mamma, mamma papa, shock shock me,
Shock shock me, shock shock me
Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today, gonna love today
[Everybody's gonna love today,
Gonna love today,
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,
Love love me, love love me, love love.
Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di...
Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di...]
2007/04/30
The animals, they are out to get me.
There's an intact tom who's been hanging around my neighbourhood the last few weeks, begging for some ladies to come out that he can seduce. Thena's told him a few dirty words, but that doesn't seem to have discouraged him too much at this point. On Sunday, when I was about to leave the house, he was right at my front door and trying to get in. Then, when I went to the garage to get my bike, he followed me there, nuzzling me, and followed me into the garage before he wandered off and explored a little. I didn't want him to get stuck down there or get hurt, so I called him over and convinced him to leave. Maybe he realized there weren't any ladies to seduce in the garage.
On my way to my friend's place, I kept getting stuck behind Sunday driver slowpokes, so I decided to head to the next street I needed a few blocks sooner, which is a route that takes me by my work. As I was slowing down to make the right turn onto the street that goes directly in front of my building, I noticed there was a dead mallard drake right on the curb -- it looked as though someone hit him while he was crossing the street, or getting ready to cross. I've seen a mallard mated pair across the street in the big field, and we're quiet near some locks that are a popular attraction, so it's quite possible he's the one I've seen on previous occasions. He's even acted as the greeter at the building across the street. He was still there this morning, and I found it very upsetting.
There's an intact tom who's been hanging around my neighbourhood the last few weeks, begging for some ladies to come out that he can seduce. Thena's told him a few dirty words, but that doesn't seem to have discouraged him too much at this point. On Sunday, when I was about to leave the house, he was right at my front door and trying to get in. Then, when I went to the garage to get my bike, he followed me there, nuzzling me, and followed me into the garage before he wandered off and explored a little. I didn't want him to get stuck down there or get hurt, so I called him over and convinced him to leave. Maybe he realized there weren't any ladies to seduce in the garage.
On my way to my friend's place, I kept getting stuck behind Sunday driver slowpokes, so I decided to head to the next street I needed a few blocks sooner, which is a route that takes me by my work. As I was slowing down to make the right turn onto the street that goes directly in front of my building, I noticed there was a dead mallard drake right on the curb -- it looked as though someone hit him while he was crossing the street, or getting ready to cross. I've seen a mallard mated pair across the street in the big field, and we're quiet near some locks that are a popular attraction, so it's quite possible he's the one I've seen on previous occasions. He's even acted as the greeter at the building across the street. He was still there this morning, and I found it very upsetting.
2007/04/27
At times in my life, I've had to take antibiotics for various conditions; we all have, it happens.
Many antibiotics have warnings on them about what you should or shouldn't do when you're on them, or advice about how you should or shouldn't take them. Things like, take with a glass of water, or with a full meal -- advice like that makes sense. Some antibiotics require more water to be absorbed, or might be hard on the stomach if taken on an empty one.
The antibiotics I had to take more recently had three warnings on them: one, take with lots of water. Two, avoid dairy and iron supplements for an hour before and an hour afterwards -- again, understandable because it's possible that the drugs bind with calcium or iron and aren't absorbed by the body as they should be.
My most favourite of the warnings, however, is one that I've encountered several times with drugs, and that's avoid prolonged exposure to sunlight.
Now, while it's most likely due to something simple like increased likelihood of sunburn or something equivalent if you're exposed to too much sun while on the drugs, I choose to believe that I will be subject to a new and yet unheard-of side effect. The one I've chosen is invisibility; essentially, if I'm exposed to too much sun, I will become invisible.
I think this is a valid notion, and I look forward to my new superpower -- provided I don't negate it through doing something like eating yogurt a half-hour after taking the drugs, and thereby ruining any chance I had of being invisible.
So, if you don't see me -- you'll know why.
Many antibiotics have warnings on them about what you should or shouldn't do when you're on them, or advice about how you should or shouldn't take them. Things like, take with a glass of water, or with a full meal -- advice like that makes sense. Some antibiotics require more water to be absorbed, or might be hard on the stomach if taken on an empty one.
The antibiotics I had to take more recently had three warnings on them: one, take with lots of water. Two, avoid dairy and iron supplements for an hour before and an hour afterwards -- again, understandable because it's possible that the drugs bind with calcium or iron and aren't absorbed by the body as they should be.
My most favourite of the warnings, however, is one that I've encountered several times with drugs, and that's avoid prolonged exposure to sunlight.
Now, while it's most likely due to something simple like increased likelihood of sunburn or something equivalent if you're exposed to too much sun while on the drugs, I choose to believe that I will be subject to a new and yet unheard-of side effect. The one I've chosen is invisibility; essentially, if I'm exposed to too much sun, I will become invisible.
I think this is a valid notion, and I look forward to my new superpower -- provided I don't negate it through doing something like eating yogurt a half-hour after taking the drugs, and thereby ruining any chance I had of being invisible.
So, if you don't see me -- you'll know why.
2007/04/20
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.
It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
2007/04/18
My family thinks I’m insane, but I don’t care.
Short version: Digger, the male family cat that lives with my parents (and is brother to the disappeared Chloë), got blocked up yesterday. For those not in the know, this means that he got crystals in his urine that blocked his urethra and made it so that he couldn’t pee.
Having worked at an animal hospital, I’m all too aware of just how serious this condition can be, and how quickly it can progress – and neutered male cats are the most prone to it.
Luckily it was caught early, and he should be okay, but I still went racing out to the house last night to see him… and that’s why my parents think I’m insane, and I still don’t care.
In other news, my life progresses. The PA and I are back to friends-only status, which is going to be an interesting challenge to maintain. Curse me for being the way that I am, basically. I’d go into more detail, but… I wouldn’t know what to say or how to say it; again, curse me for being the way that I am, meaning I want to protect feelings and so on. The short version of that one is that I’ve started seeing someone and that’s about all I’ll say about that.
I’ve been socializing a fair bit lately with various groups of friends, and that’s been nice. I saw some of the zone crew last weekend, and had a nice chat and semi-cuddle with a couple people in that group. R threatened to bite me, but never carried through on his threat, meaning I win. Of course, that’s until he reads this and gets revenge on me at a later date; as I’ve learned through personal experience, bites can leave lasting consequences. :P
I’ve been back to the gym a few times in the last few weeks, minus the trip to New Brunswick. I’m coming out with sore muscles, but fewer than that first visit, which is good. I still remember the strength I used to have, and it frustrates me to have lost it, but I know it’ll return eventually. I’ve also started up a new exercise regimen with a friend, and although I doubt I’ll be managing half as well as he does, I’m still intending to get through it.
I’m also trying to figure out how to work skating or swimming into my regimen, and possibly even some biking if I can. Apparently I don’t want to leave any time leftover for school or anything like that, but I’m okay with that. :P
I’m planning on getting my bike out on the road tonight, provided the battery is okay. I’m tired of this ridiculous back-and-forth weather, and I just want to go for a ride.
Finally, I’ve been working – for the one millionth time – on eating better in general. I was doing okay before I went away, then got stuck eating a bunch of junk and sandwiches. Once I got back, I got to buy some more groceries, and I’ve been trying to focus on eating my fruits and veggies, ‘cause my body likes me best when that’s what I’m consuming.
Ah, it’s rough being so dull – or at least having much I’m thinking or feeling that I can’t put into words for various reasons, not the least of which is writer’s block. How have all of you been?
Short version: Digger, the male family cat that lives with my parents (and is brother to the disappeared Chloë), got blocked up yesterday. For those not in the know, this means that he got crystals in his urine that blocked his urethra and made it so that he couldn’t pee.
Having worked at an animal hospital, I’m all too aware of just how serious this condition can be, and how quickly it can progress – and neutered male cats are the most prone to it.
Luckily it was caught early, and he should be okay, but I still went racing out to the house last night to see him… and that’s why my parents think I’m insane, and I still don’t care.
In other news, my life progresses. The PA and I are back to friends-only status, which is going to be an interesting challenge to maintain. Curse me for being the way that I am, basically. I’d go into more detail, but… I wouldn’t know what to say or how to say it; again, curse me for being the way that I am, meaning I want to protect feelings and so on. The short version of that one is that I’ve started seeing someone and that’s about all I’ll say about that.
I’ve been socializing a fair bit lately with various groups of friends, and that’s been nice. I saw some of the zone crew last weekend, and had a nice chat and semi-cuddle with a couple people in that group. R threatened to bite me, but never carried through on his threat, meaning I win. Of course, that’s until he reads this and gets revenge on me at a later date; as I’ve learned through personal experience, bites can leave lasting consequences. :P
I’ve been back to the gym a few times in the last few weeks, minus the trip to New Brunswick. I’m coming out with sore muscles, but fewer than that first visit, which is good. I still remember the strength I used to have, and it frustrates me to have lost it, but I know it’ll return eventually. I’ve also started up a new exercise regimen with a friend, and although I doubt I’ll be managing half as well as he does, I’m still intending to get through it.
I’m also trying to figure out how to work skating or swimming into my regimen, and possibly even some biking if I can. Apparently I don’t want to leave any time leftover for school or anything like that, but I’m okay with that. :P
I’m planning on getting my bike out on the road tonight, provided the battery is okay. I’m tired of this ridiculous back-and-forth weather, and I just want to go for a ride.
Finally, I’ve been working – for the one millionth time – on eating better in general. I was doing okay before I went away, then got stuck eating a bunch of junk and sandwiches. Once I got back, I got to buy some more groceries, and I’ve been trying to focus on eating my fruits and veggies, ‘cause my body likes me best when that’s what I’m consuming.
Ah, it’s rough being so dull – or at least having much I’m thinking or feeling that I can’t put into words for various reasons, not the least of which is writer’s block. How have all of you been?
2007/04/16
Amy Winehouse, You Know I'm No Good:
Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say "Why did you do it with him today?"
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly,
By the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy,
he's in a place but I can't give joy
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say "when we married,"
Cause you're not bitter,
"there'll be none of him no more"
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,
We're like how we were again,
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
Then you notice little carpet burns,
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
Yeah you know that I'm no good
Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say "Why did you do it with him today?"
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly,
By the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy,
he's in a place but I can't give joy
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say "when we married,"
Cause you're not bitter,
"there'll be none of him no more"
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,
We're like how we were again,
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
Then you notice little carpet burns,
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
Yeah you know that I'm no good
2007/04/14
2007/04/11
2007/04/04
Why no, I'm not bored at all. Or avoiding anything.
You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
ONE.
Word.
(Not as easy as you might think.)
1. Where is your cell phone? Table
2. Describe your boyfriend/girlfriend? Imaginary
3. Your hair? Red
4. Your mother? Strong
5. Your father? Knowledgeable
6. Your favorite item? Paws
7. Your dream last night? Vivid
8. Your favorite drink? Diet
9. Your dream car? Hatchback
10. The room you are in? Livingroom
11. Your ex? Around
12. Your fear? Alone
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? Secure
14. Who did you hang out with last night? Stefan, PompousAss
15. What you're not? Skinny
19. The last thing you did? Drink
20. What are you wearing? Clothes
22. Your favorite book? Many
23. The last thing you ate? Ice cream
24. Your life? Frustrating
25. Your mood? Unquantifiable
26. Your friends? Incredible
27. What are you thinking about right now? Food
28. Your car? Motorcycle
29. What are you doing at the moment? Procrastinating
30. Your summer? Pending
31. Your relationship status? Complicated
32. What is on your tv? Nothing
33. When is the last time you laughed? Yesterday
34. Last time you cried? Saturday
35. School? Stressful
You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
ONE.
Word.
(Not as easy as you might think.)
1. Where is your cell phone? Table
2. Describe your boyfriend/girlfriend? Imaginary
3. Your hair? Red
4. Your mother? Strong
5. Your father? Knowledgeable
6. Your favorite item? Paws
7. Your dream last night? Vivid
8. Your favorite drink? Diet
9. Your dream car? Hatchback
10. The room you are in? Livingroom
11. Your ex? Around
12. Your fear? Alone
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? Secure
14. Who did you hang out with last night? Stefan, PompousAss
15. What you're not? Skinny
19. The last thing you did? Drink
20. What are you wearing? Clothes
22. Your favorite book? Many
23. The last thing you ate? Ice cream
24. Your life? Frustrating
25. Your mood? Unquantifiable
26. Your friends? Incredible
27. What are you thinking about right now? Food
28. Your car? Motorcycle
29. What are you doing at the moment? Procrastinating
30. Your summer? Pending
31. Your relationship status? Complicated
32. What is on your tv? Nothing
33. When is the last time you laughed? Yesterday
34. Last time you cried? Saturday
35. School? Stressful
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