1. Woke up feeling refreshed.
2. Made coffee and waffles.
3. Cuddled with cat.
4. Played with cat.
5. Got dressed and went to work.
6. Watched Classic Who.
7. Started feeling sick.
8. Ate lunch.
9. Felt better.
10. Made a spreadsheet to keep track of my Neopets gallery.
11. DANCE PARTY at my desk.

Obviously I've left making my costume off until the last minute. Will I finish it? Will I still be sewing it when Becca gets here for pizza on Monday? Will I have to get Becca to sew me into it? WHO KNOWS? THE ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME.

Oh geez, I started this because I was going to talk about how awesome my life is but then Meeko came over and sat on me and I can't think when I have a cat in my lap. And now I have lost my entire train of thought. There was something in there about being a fucking rockstar and how I'm thrilled I've gained weight.

I really think this cat has brain sucking powers or something.

We've got a hawk chilling around our house lately. Poor hawk tried eating a little squirrel just now, but the mommy squirrel did not like the idea of her young'un being brunch so she attacked the hawk. Hawk dropped the squirrel during the battle (squirrel won, hawk is now pouting in a tree--who knew squirrels could be so vicious) and Kiwi, who had been watching the whole damn thing, ran up and snatched the squirrel and dragged it over the fence to our backyard where the hawk can't steal it back because of all of the plant/shrubbery cover. The baby squirrel was already dead when Kiwi nabbed it (it fell from a very long ways up) so there is no saving/rehabilitating it.

But now mommy squirrel is screaming out her grief in one tree and the hawk is screaming out his/her I-lost-my-brunch anguish in another. A mighty racket indeed.

Oh the joys of having animals inhabit your trees....

Yesterday was another productive day. Woke up early and watched I Love You Phillip Morris. Made udon for lunch, watered the potted plants, did dishes, sorted my coupons, cleaned the floors, and did the shopping. Didn't get to do laundry like I planned, but that wasn't so bad because I can do that today after work.

Other than that, all is good. Except for this morning. This morning sucked ass.

Had trouble falling asleep last night so I didn't hit a restful sleep until about 2 am. Bernard decided he wanted to play at about 4. Tried ignoring him and when he started clawing on furniture I tried opening my curtains so he could look out, throwing things at him, force cuddles, trapping him under the blanket, telling him he was a shit-face asswipe, and carrying him around. All of the commotion woke Meeko up who decided it was door scratching time. After about an hour and a half of that I finally let the two outside (well, I threw Meeko out. She wanted noms but it was not noms time so I called her a fat ass traitor and told her to get some exercise). Sort of lay in bed until about 6:30 unable to get back to sleep and then finally got up and made coffee and cried many tears of sleepy anger.

Logged onto Neopets to do my dailies and noticed I had several message. I was taking part in a Krawk/Mazzew lend and I had received the pet/petpet in question on Sunday and then sent it on its way on Monday. When I hadn't gotten notification of the next person picking up the transfer by Wednesday, I pulled up the pet's lookup, saw its owner listed as the original lender and assumed the chain had finished out and that I had just accidentally deleted the notification of the completed transfer without realizing it.

Nope. Turns out the person after me never accepted the transfer and that both that person and the original owner had sent me PMs on the 29th and 30th sometime after I had logged off on Wednesday. Since I didn't get on Neo at all yesterday I never saw them. Now it looks like the pet/petpet is stuck and I may have to shell out half the np for the fucking things. There goes all my savings for paintbrushes.

Blah blah bliggity blah. I brought a Nat Geo, HP #1, and a Jughead double digest to read but I'm so tired my eyes hurt. AND I'm craving chocolate chip cookies.

MY LIFE GUYS. SO HARD.

Working on a test for geology. I'm kind of ashamed that I remember so little from physical and historical. This test should be a breeze.

Heading to the pet store later on today to pick up more vitamins for the cats and some more bath sand for the hammy. Possibly will also pick up some more toys and some flea medicine (it's that time of year again!). Last year we had a bit of a disaster where the flea preventative we purchased did not work and that was a nightmare. I'm hoping it won't happen again. The vet said that it wasn't totally uncommon for the stuff to not work every once in a while. It was extraordinarily frustrating though, because flea preventative for four cats is quite expensive (even if you get the cheapest available stuff, which we don't). Anyone have any recommendations on brands/tactics that have worked for y'all? We were using Advantage, then switched to Frontline (or the other way around, can't remember), combined with shampoo that supposedly helps fight fleas or whatever and giving them brewer's yeast/garlic tablets. Other than putting my babies into plastic bubbles idk what to do. I really don't want a repeat of last year...

Got my essay finished and turned in, and paid my deposit, so I'm going on the Llano trip. April 16-17. I'm looking so forward to it.

I got a FFQ during the Faerie Quest event on Neo, so I painted my ixi plushie. I picked up four chombies on Chomby Day. Laurentia will stay blue (my favorite chomby color), and Diplosdokos and Diplodocinae will be painted Royal (Girl and Boy respectively). I'm looking to trade or adopt Panthalassa. My lab rats have been getting horrible zaps lately, but I've splurged and purchased a petpet lab map and am working on getting a third secret lab map. I have so many pets I've adopted with plans to zap, but I don't have enough lab rays. My gallery's been put on hold again, because I've started purchasing a lot of wearables so that I can customize my guys.

Just got done watching "The End of Time." Now I really want to see a mv for The Master to The Ting-Tings' song "The Drums." I'm actually a bit surprised I couldn't find one.

Netflix doesn't have S5 available for instant streaming. I'm trying to decide if I want to wait for the dvds or just watch online. So far I haven't found anywhere with very good quality that offers it streaming, and I've never really liked downloading. Too much waiting with that.

I have a paper due today on the Big Bend trip that is only half finished. I really want to just screw it and make brownies and pies instead, but if I don't turn this in I'm not eligible for the Llano trip and I already told Yuri I was going.

He's kind of the reason I want to make a pie. He said he likes apple pies and that his weakness is his stomach (as if I couldn't figure that out by watching him eat) and so I kind of want to make him a pie to...idk. Woo him or whatever. Rebecca says it's a good idea. I think I've gone slightly mad. Other attempts at wooing guys with my cooking have proven iffy at best.

I really need to clean. I can't walk in my room without stepping on something. It would help if I got my laundry finished up because most of what is tossed about is clothing.

My brother heard me listening to Josie and the Pussycats yesterday and thought it was Joan Jett. I don't even know how you can make that mistake.

The pet store (Petco or Petsmart idk which one) is having a hamster ball derby this Saturday. I really want to take Pixel but I can't find her ball. I'll probably go regardless just to watch. I have a little extra money so I think I might get her the hammy play area (this one) I've been wanting for the last year. I got Bernie a crinkle tube and the stupid cat is afraid of it. Kiwi loves it, but every time Bernie hears it he goes running.

BLAH BLAH BLAH

I should really stop procrastinating and finish my essay.

SO THE DAMNED ART REVIEW ISN'T DUE UNTIL WEDNESDAY. BUT on the bright side, he said I can e-mail him what I did (all of it) and he would correct it and send it back so I could fix it before turning it in, thus loosing fewer points. :D

Ugh. My arthritis is bothering me AGAIN--majorly this time. Both my hands and wrists and my whole right leg are all gross-feeling and my right knee has just been giving out randomly at least once a day for the whole weekend. That's something I really don't get. I don't think arthritis is supposed to cause that. Idk....I'm just scared to go to the doctor and have him run tests because I'm really worried I'm going to end up like one of those medical mystery shows where the person suffers for years with no/wrong answers only to discover they may just die. I'd like to live in blissful ignorance!

No I don't. But I don't want to find out I have, like brain cancer or something. :\

There is a guy a few computers away from me staring longingly at a slide show of Johnny Depp. XD

Ugh....this day is just so....whatever. I want to go hoooome. But I have to wait for mom to get out of claaaaas. This is why I need to make friends at college. Blech. But I hate most people my age! I mostly hang out with my mom and Gene, and their older than I am (obviously) and so I'm really not used to doing "young people" stuff. I think my mom's worried I'm turning into an old lady too fast, what with all of my yarn crafts, scrap booking, arthritis, and crazy cat-filled life. XD It's hard to explain to her that I'd rather act 80 than 18 if it means not doing a bunch of stupid shit that most college kids do. She did crazy stuff when she was younger, and she doesn't understand why I want to skip that phase in my life. It's so weird. Most parents would find me an ideal child. But nooooo....not mother. She wants a crazy party girl. She thinks I don't show enough skin when I go out XD It's just so weird. I think that's why we get along so well--she has such a "young" mind while I have such an "old" one. But I can act immature and/or my age when I want to! I just usually try not to because then I come of sounding like an idiot (at least to me).

AH! But I've discovered my Life Plan. It is as follows:

• Get associates' degree with liberal arts major from Lone Star College-North Harris *cough*Beer University*cough*(that's seriously what they changed the name to DX Lone Star is a BEER company!)
• Apply to and get into either Schreiner University, Austin College, or UT Austin
• Get master's of English/education (double major!!! party!! ...or...not) with emphasis on gifted and talented education
• go and teach high schoolers and change their lives with toga parties and weird existentialist projects!

XD Gawd, these kids are going to think their lilliputian teacher is on crack. I want to have a Keene-esque class. I learned A LOT but did (or seemed to do) very little work. It was inspiring and fun! I got to play with wire and newspaper! I got an A for showing up with a mirror when I was supposed to do an in depth project. But that may have not been so good....

Geez....GT was a dream. I think if more on-level and honors classes were taught like gifted classes then kids would enjoy learning. This teach to the test shit that NCLB forced into schools does nothing but slay the love for learning. A good teacher is able to simply teach, not to a test, but teach for the sake of learning, and the students will be able to pass the test. You can teach a kid how to take a test, but THAT ISN'T LEARNING. Ugh....I think that's the one thing that happened under the Bush administration that pisses me off the most. It really screwed over students nationwide.

Bah! Even just thinking about it makes me so angry!! D

I am an idiot. I made fudge for freaking stupid Darwin. TWO POUNDS OF FUDGE. And if that didn't scream PSYCHO-STALKER loud enough, the HAND-MADE LOVE NOTE should. I found some quote online and it said something along the lines of: "We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love." IF THAT DOESN'T SCREAM PSYCHO-STALKER I DON'T KNOW WHAT DOES.

Ugggghhhh......why am I suddenly acting and feeling like I'm 8 instead of 18!?!?

I'll tell you why.

It's that damned Mass-Marketing Valentine's Day. It somehow has the power to turn even the most sensible person into a drooling MORON. I wasn't that sharp to begin with, I'm telling you that.

Oh, and the cherry on top of this mountain-sized DAY OF FAIL?

Conners said that Rome assimilated other cultures during his lecture. ASSIMILATED!?!?!? Could he have not picked a worse word!? Of ALL the words in the entire English language, he has to choose the one word that has the power (besides, of course, "pineapple") to send me into unstoppable peals of laughter. I WAS CRACKING UP LIKE AN IDIOT FOR ABOUT TWO FULL MINUTES. Right. Next. To. Darwin.

So not only am I a psycho-stalker, I also am a Trekkie in the WORST WAY POSSIBLE.


BUT! There was a shining ray of light in this awful day.

I came home. And my cats were happy to see me. :)


And for those curious:

( The Fudge Recipe )

Valentine's are DONE!

...now i just need to find some envelopes to mail them in XD Oh, and study for my astronomy test. Blech.

Today's been a good, productive day. I finally got deviantART to cooperate with my compy again, only to discover that they've completely fscked with the categories. It seems that somehow every single category I used for my photographs has vanished. Gross.

I'm sleepy....I'm going to try to go to be early tonight.

Annnnnd.....for your viewing pleasure:





Isn't she precious? Haha....and now I have "Life is Precious" stuck in my head. XD I miss choir tour sooooo much it's not even funny. I remember last year (my last year!) Ben and I hung out in the back of the bus chowing down on chocolate Teddy Grahams (they're vegan friendly!) and sleeping. Twelfth grade choir tour was just like eighth grade choir tour. It was just me and Ben. This year I was Hypochondriac Buddy and he was Green Buddy. We visited the stupid McDonald's in who-knows-where. On the last day, when we sang whatever the heck that song is called, we hugged each other, just like before. And I really miss him. I hate that he's in Austin. It feels so weird not seeing him. It's like ninth grade all over again, when I stopped having classes with him. It was such a shock. In eighth grade we had all our classes together--even P.E.! But suddenly in ninth grade, I hardly saw him. Now he's in Austin, living it up and loving it and I'm still here. But it's always been like that. He's always been one step ahead of. *insert more Ben-angst* I miss my stupid trash can religion starting, weird-noise making, super intelligent, amazingly caring, absolutely awesome hobbit guy! :'[ Gah....I love him.

But I don't love how he never comes home anymore. He's such a hippie loser like that. XD

But it was great that we got to stand by each other for "Nothing's too Good for my Friends." That was too perfect. That last choir tour performance was everything Pizazz! and graduation weren't. I miss PRAISE choir sooooo much. I really kind of sort of want to go back and just sing there forever. For. Eh. Ver. XD

Today's been.....interesting. I think I got a C on my Art History test, mainly because I forgot to study. I'm going to finish up the Valentine's TODAY, and they will all be sent off by tomorrow. If yours is late, let me know and I'll send you something for St. Patrick's day or something.....idk. I'll figure it out.

Fudge turned out amazing--so claims my brother and my taste buds. I had been worried that I had added either too much chocolate or too much salt or too little condensed milk but NO! 'Tis PERFECT.

It's gross and muggy right now but I feel pretty good despite. I saw a fire truck and an ambulance going down Crestline Road on my way out of the subdivision, so I'm thinking there was another fire somewhere in the neighborhood....I'm wondering if we have an arsonist or something though because that's the second one in less than a month. :\

Haha...I'm watching "Tuvix." It's the most awkward episode of ST:Voy EVER. I really hate it.....? Love it......? It's a love/hate relationship.


Okay....list for Valentine's is as follows, let me know if you want to be added if you're not already on there:

Audrey
Beth
Sarah
Darwin
Keri
Ben
Kim
Chaney
Mom

Mom is getting some carnations, Chaney is going to get....idk yet. Keri is going to get some underwear and some fudge or cookies (probably cookies because I bet my collection of stuffed animals she has some weird thing against fudge). Sarah's getting fudge and cat food. Beth is going to get a care package of surprise and wonderful things that will be sent AFTER her card. Darwin is getting fudge. Ben is getting....I'm not sure because vegan's are hard to shop for when you yourself like steaks and stuff. Audrey will get something crocheted that will be sent AFTER her card. Kim will get....something....not sure what, and it will also be sent AFTER her card.

And me? What am I getting? A PICNIC~ I'm considering the Houston loli picnic on the 16th to be my Valentine's Day gift.

OH AND MY CATS ARE GETTING SOME FANCY SCHMANCY CAT FOOD BECAUSE THEY ARE CUTE AND I LOVE THEM MORE THAN ANY OF YOU LOSERS.

Computer's being gross right now, so I'll get the other pics up tomorrow after work. They're all edited and everything, all I have to do is stick them on dA. I've got about five or six I think. I'm also going to get off my butt and get that Valentine's Day prose out. Somehow. Not totally sure. I can't really think about Valentine's Day, I'm in shock from all the stuff and BALLOONS at Party City right now. But I'll try to get it out, 'kay?

Speaking of Valentine's Day....Audrey, Kim, and Beth's cards are going to be most definitely late. I need to get ink for my printer before I can finish them up. Sorry. I'll try to send y'all a little something extra to make it worth the wait.

Here's the only pic from today that I've put up so far:



Bright Light Walking by ~en-miettes on deviantART

Isn't my baby cute? Actually my baby has thunder thighs, you just can't tell in this pic. XD And I didn't really want to do the dA embed thingy but I'm tired and my html skills are....not working. Doesn't seem as if much is right now.

Good night. I'm going to bed.

Today is just too beautiful for my own good. I went out and took a few photographs of two of my cats and got some great (I think) nature shots. I've only looked at them on my camera so far, but I'm going to try to get at least two up on dA before I head off to work.

Grr...Kiwi scratched my ear just now and it hurts like the dickens....but it's such a beautiful day I simply have to forgive him.

So I got my stitches removed today....BUT THERE IS STILL A HOLE ON MY RIGHT SIDE. I don't know if the doctor dude just didn't notice or if he didn't care or if it's not important....but still....THERE IS A HOLE IN MY SIDE!!!!!

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I got home and asked mom to put some gauze or whatever on the sore spots because I didn't want my clothes rubbing...AND THEN I SAW THAT I HAD A HOLE. Isn't that what the stitches were supposed to fix?!?!!?

On the bright side, my left side seems to be okay.

AND OH YEAH MY CATS ARE CUTE.

....I love my cats.

And OMG...I hit 10k!!!! Yeah...last night. Pretty thrilled about that. I'm working on 15k now... ^__^;



[EDIT]

So...for those of you who know what they are, I think I saw a tribble on the side of the road the other day.

Also, from Precalc:

Teach: "...blah blah blah bad joke blah blah blah and we call that the borg of a vector blah blah blah blah blah..."

Me: "WTF?!?!?! Borg....! Like 'We will now assimilate you; resistance is futile'?"

Teach: "No. I said 'norm'. ...Was that a Star Trek joke? FAIL."

< /trekkie >

So...Kiwi is absolutely darling. Last night was one of those nights where I fell asleep in mom's bed after sitting with the cats/watching tv and she just shoved me over to make room for herself. Normally, no problem. Except....I had to be up at 5:45 to get ready for school. Luckily, my darling Kiwi took it upon himself to wake me by loudly knocking over a vase (he didn't break it!) at exactly 5:44. Isn't he such a sweet little goose?

And how do I repay him? By not writing my English paper that was due on Friday. No......I am reading fanfiction and lurking on egl and steamfashion 8D I'm such a dork....or not. Because a dork would be doing her homework.... XD hehe...

Today I finally wore the Meta OP I bought from tian_shi. Last night, naive_wanderer had asked for some pictures so.... VOILA!


My glasses look weird in this pic.... :\ )


Me being domestic and such...

Wearing:
OP: Meta lucky pack op
Cardigan/sweater thing: thrift shop in Kingwood
Shoes: Xhilaration (from Target)


ALSO...I added some pictures to deviantART....go check that out and such. PLUS! my deviation Walk on the Not-so Wild Side was featured in Wazabees Caturday journal!

( Yay for Caturday! )

My ROOM!!!! (or at least my bed area!)

I miss my pineapple hating buddy... D:

ALSO MY CAT IS CRYING BECAUSE I HAVE THINGS TO DO OTHER THAN PLAYING WITH HIM.

I saw some birds today....lots and lots of birds.

AAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!! My computer is being soooo slow...

Have a good weekend! Luff ~♥

So, once a week on Saturdays, a deviantART user by the name of Wazabees posts a bunch of pictures in his journal of different photographs with cats. It's called "Caturday" and I was lucky enough to have my darling Kiwi featured this week! ♥ ^___^ *squee*


Wazabee's journal entry: [link]

The picture: [link]

I hate my cats. I had been planning on a lengthier entry but...f!ck. I'm just not up for it today.

You would too if you read the nutritional facts on the backs of packages before eating something. You know those Mother's brand frosted oatmeal cookies? I think they are, in fact, divine--a gift from God (or whatever is up there looking down on us muddling up our lives) to the human race as an apology for making life so damn awkward at times. But anyways...back to the cookies....

I usually eat about six of them because skinny ol' me figures "Well I'm thin....I can eat whatever I want because my metabolism runs faster than Wally West". BAAAAD. Really BAD. I just read the back of the stupid little package--apparently, the serving size is two. Yes, that's right. Dos. Deux. TWO FRICKIN' COOKIES.

Bloody hell, who eats just TWO cookies?!?!?! Ye gods....

Also, I have just realized that I am indeed swimming in CATS. Seriously. They dominate my life.

(lolz at the egl dram0rz.....)