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Ever since I stopped being such an eljay addict (i.e., I don't post every day anymore, although I'm actually trying to get back into the habit...), I feel like I'm only posting about the bad things, or the things that I can whine about. So in today's post, I would like to assure everything that Good Things Do Happen To Me, and my life is not just a series of screw ups followed by bad days.
( The Good Things. )
So, you see? I've managed to fit six Good Things into this journal entry before I started forgetting what else I could put in there. ^_^
In other news, I really want another cat. This makes me feel bad because I still miss Junior terribly, but... I don't know. I miss having a furball around to cheer me up after a long day. My mother's cat doesn't count, either, because she's really... Well, anyone who has met her knows what I mean. *facepalm* I'm not going to get another cat (partially because living arrangements become even more questionable with pets, and partially because I dont' think I'm ready for that yet), but I am sort of perusing the shelter sites and looking. You know. Um. Just in case.
( The Good Things. )
So, you see? I've managed to fit six Good Things into this journal entry before I started forgetting what else I could put in there. ^_^
In other news, I really want another cat. This makes me feel bad because I still miss Junior terribly, but... I don't know. I miss having a furball around to cheer me up after a long day. My mother's cat doesn't count, either, because she's really... Well, anyone who has met her knows what I mean. *facepalm* I'm not going to get another cat (partially because living arrangements become even more questionable with pets, and partially because I dont' think I'm ready for that yet), but I am sort of perusing the shelter sites and looking. You know. Um. Just in case.
Two month mark.
Mar. 4th, 2007 10:53 pmIt's weird how easy it is to forget all the things I want to remember. Sounds. Smells. All the things that make memories.
My car is fine. Turned out the tires were off balance -- severely off balance -- and still are, but they should correct themselves over time. The bill wound up costing me a little over a hundred dollars -- yikes. Could have been worse, though, so yeah.
Babysat last night. It was less fun than I'd have liked, but that happens.
Zap (one of my betta fish) is bloated. He has been for over a week now. This concerns me a little, but I'm trying not to let it. He's old, for a fish, and I'm not sure what I can do anyway. He's not constipated (which was my first thought), because it has been over a week, and because none of the laxative tricks (the pea one is gross, FYI) worked. I don't think it's dropsy either, though, because the pinecone effect has yet to set in. I've never had a fish with dropsy before, though, so I really don't know.
I plan to ask around on a fish forum and see if they know what might be going on, or if there's anything I can do. I'm not trying to get my hopes up, but it would be nice if, you know, he didn't die. Because I'm kind of attached to him.
Kaylee (the other of my fish) seems to be just fine, on the other hand. I'm hoping she stays that way.
It's been a long sort of day (not that I've really done much). I should probably go to bed.
Ah, I keep forgetting. I posted a Gravitation fanfic (because I'm a dork and the dorkdom simply doesn't quit) the other day. It's called Sure Things (rated G), and it deals with some Eiri and Tohma interaction. You know, the good stuff. But be warned: too much blond in one fic may cause implosion of the brain. In a good way.
My car is fine. Turned out the tires were off balance -- severely off balance -- and still are, but they should correct themselves over time. The bill wound up costing me a little over a hundred dollars -- yikes. Could have been worse, though, so yeah.
Babysat last night. It was less fun than I'd have liked, but that happens.
Zap (one of my betta fish) is bloated. He has been for over a week now. This concerns me a little, but I'm trying not to let it. He's old, for a fish, and I'm not sure what I can do anyway. He's not constipated (which was my first thought), because it has been over a week, and because none of the laxative tricks (the pea one is gross, FYI) worked. I don't think it's dropsy either, though, because the pinecone effect has yet to set in. I've never had a fish with dropsy before, though, so I really don't know.
I plan to ask around on a fish forum and see if they know what might be going on, or if there's anything I can do. I'm not trying to get my hopes up, but it would be nice if, you know, he didn't die. Because I'm kind of attached to him.
Kaylee (the other of my fish) seems to be just fine, on the other hand. I'm hoping she stays that way.
It's been a long sort of day (not that I've really done much). I should probably go to bed.
Ah, I keep forgetting. I posted a Gravitation fanfic (because I'm a dork and the dorkdom simply doesn't quit) the other day. It's called Sure Things (rated G), and it deals with some Eiri and Tohma interaction. You know, the good stuff. But be warned: too much blond in one fic may cause implosion of the brain. In a good way.
Got off work today (later than I wanted, but it's a good thing I stayed a little late -- there was a last-minute "crisis" for me to deal with. Royalty payments need to stop being so punctual, dammit!) and headed to Joan's, braving the traffic and rain to get there~ Along the way, my car started to shake. In a bad, nonsexual way. (Although given that it's a car, a sexual way would be equally frightening.) This was the third or fourth time it had done such a thing since either yesterday or this morning (I'm tired and can't remember exactly; I think it was yesterday) for apparently no reason at all. Slightly worried about this new development, I called home and had my parents talk to our mechanic.
I called a mechanic for my car after two days of acting up. I've been having headaches for over a year and have yet to call a doctor for myself. Haha, priorities...
Anyway. The 'rents and I conversed even as I pulled into Joan's suburban paradise, and I was still on the phone with them when I knocked on the door and was allowed inside. It was a long ordeal in which Leroy (our mechanic) could take the car tomorrow, but I'd have to drop it off tonight or tomorrow morning and blah blah blah. I made arrangements with the folks: they would go to the shop earlier this evening in two cars and drop off one of said cars, leaving the key somewhere for me (like a scavenger hunt!), and then, after my fun with Joan, I'd drive to the shop and swap cars, leaving my key behind in the night-drop. Rawk.
Had a great time with Joan~ She made a delightful chicken dish, we went grocery shopping for some pie ingredients, and then sheforced encouraged my to watch the Black Donnelly's, which was pretty good in that "...I kind of predicted that would happen" sort of way. (Or maybe I just need to stop analyzing everything I watch. I'd probably enjoy more stuff that way.) Anyway, then we made a pie. Or we made the pie and then watched the show. That sounds right. Um. Then we killed time while the pie cooled, and then we launched ourselves into sugar comas with pie while we watched Iron Chef America.
I don't understand the appeal of the Food Network. I can see how it would be occasionally interesting, but a lot of it just makes me nauseous. Ah, well. ^^
Anyway. After ICA, I drove to the mechanic and made the car swap (braving rain and fog -- grr on fog! -- and then parking my car at a rather catawampus angle) and returned home, only to belatedly realized I'd left my GPS in my car. Whoops. I guess I won't be going anywhere new and exciting until I get my car back. ^^ Or until I figure out how to make Mapquest my bitch. We'll see how that goes.
I'm tired, cold, and a little irritable. The drive home was rough, and I started wangsting over my all-too-recently deceased kitten (I know it's been almost two months now. Shut up. It still hurts, and yes, I still cry over it. A lot), and now I want to crawl into bed and sleep for a million and a half hours. Instead, I will shower and do all that fun stuff, then crawl into bed for six hours before I take someone's car -- not mine. I should probably find out whose car I'm taking -- to work.
Joy.
Anyway. The 'rents and I conversed even as I pulled into Joan's suburban paradise, and I was still on the phone with them when I knocked on the door and was allowed inside. It was a long ordeal in which Leroy (our mechanic) could take the car tomorrow, but I'd have to drop it off tonight or tomorrow morning and blah blah blah. I made arrangements with the folks: they would go to the shop earlier this evening in two cars and drop off one of said cars, leaving the key somewhere for me (like a scavenger hunt!), and then, after my fun with Joan, I'd drive to the shop and swap cars, leaving my key behind in the night-drop. Rawk.
Had a great time with Joan~ She made a delightful chicken dish, we went grocery shopping for some pie ingredients, and then she
I don't understand the appeal of the Food Network. I can see how it would be occasionally interesting, but a lot of it just makes me nauseous. Ah, well. ^^
Anyway. After ICA, I drove to the mechanic and made the car swap (braving rain and fog -- grr on fog! -- and then parking my car at a rather catawampus angle) and returned home, only to belatedly realized I'd left my GPS in my car. Whoops. I guess I won't be going anywhere new and exciting until I get my car back. ^^ Or until I figure out how to make Mapquest my bitch. We'll see how that goes.
I'm tired, cold, and a little irritable. The drive home was rough, and I started wangsting over my all-too-recently deceased kitten (I know it's been almost two months now. Shut up. It still hurts, and yes, I still cry over it. A lot), and now I want to crawl into bed and sleep for a million and a half hours. Instead, I will shower and do all that fun stuff, then crawl into bed for six hours before I take someone's car -- not mine. I should probably find out whose car I'm taking -- to work.
Joy.
I care about days. Holidays, not so much.
Feb. 14th, 2007 09:49 pmIf my kitten were still alive, today would be his first birthday. Sort of puts a downer on Valentine's Day, but that's all right. Today was still a pretty good day (and it isn't as though I've had any reason to celebrate V-day in a long, long while). Anyway, in honor of my late kitten, I am posting some pictures. They're under the cut, so don't gripe at me about the layout malfunction on your flist, as I am taking little to no responsibility for it.
( The pictures. )
Those are all older pictures -- the last one is from September. Sadly, they're also the only pictures I have on my computer right now. The rest are on the main files of my 'rents computer, and I haven't been able to send the files over yet. I've tried, but it's not working. Sad.
Today, as I mentioned, was a pretty good day. I woke up around three in the morning because I was having some nastastic back pains, but a bit of stretching and whimpering and rubbing and they went away and I went back to sleep. Six twenty-something, my alarm went off and I took a quick look outside to see a good bit of snow (and ice), so I called the inclement weather number at work. Business as usual -- blah. Anyway, I checked the roads outside and they weren't clear yet, so I emailed my higher ups to tell them I would be in late, once the roads were clear, and I went back to bed.
Got up again around seven-thirty to check the roads. Still not clear. Back to bed. Eight-thirty? Same thing. This time I stayed up and went downstairs, where I watched the news (the morning news, by the way, is the most useless thing ever. I don't know if that's just because today was V-day or because it's always that stupid, but it was incredibly useless. I didn't even get a traffic report until well after nine o'clock, and even that was a two-second bit that consisted of, "The roads suck, stay inside!"
Thanks, morning news. You suck.
Whatever. I had some breakfast and some coffee, and then I emailed my highers again. It was around ten-something at this point and the roads still weren't clear, and the word was that the main roads were even worse than the back roads, so I basically threw in the towel. Paid Time Off, yay! (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kloos411 -- you're totally going to have to tell me how to show that in my time sheet. Yikes.) Then I hung around for a bit, and then I went to go shovel snow ice.
After the shoveling, I spent pretty much the rest of the day chilling out in front of my computerand eating cheesecake. That's... pretty much been my day. I do have to go to work tomorrow (to prepare for an out-of-office event we're having on Friday), so I'm kind of hoping the weather eases up. Most of the snow and ice from today is still around, and the roads are wet. They're probably going to refreeze... but hopefully I'll be able to get to work tomorrow. Late, if nothing else. Because I have to do stuff.
So, um, happy V-day! Don't get an STD, drink your milk, and look at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
grub_street if you haven't already!
( The pictures. )
Those are all older pictures -- the last one is from September. Sadly, they're also the only pictures I have on my computer right now. The rest are on the main files of my 'rents computer, and I haven't been able to send the files over yet. I've tried, but it's not working. Sad.
Today, as I mentioned, was a pretty good day. I woke up around three in the morning because I was having some nastastic back pains, but a bit of stretching and whimpering and rubbing and they went away and I went back to sleep. Six twenty-something, my alarm went off and I took a quick look outside to see a good bit of snow (and ice), so I called the inclement weather number at work. Business as usual -- blah. Anyway, I checked the roads outside and they weren't clear yet, so I emailed my higher ups to tell them I would be in late, once the roads were clear, and I went back to bed.
Got up again around seven-thirty to check the roads. Still not clear. Back to bed. Eight-thirty? Same thing. This time I stayed up and went downstairs, where I watched the news (the morning news, by the way, is the most useless thing ever. I don't know if that's just because today was V-day or because it's always that stupid, but it was incredibly useless. I didn't even get a traffic report until well after nine o'clock, and even that was a two-second bit that consisted of, "The roads suck, stay inside!"
Thanks, morning news. You suck.
Whatever. I had some breakfast and some coffee, and then I emailed my highers again. It was around ten-something at this point and the roads still weren't clear, and the word was that the main roads were even worse than the back roads, so I basically threw in the towel. Paid Time Off, yay! (
kloos411 -- you're totally going to have to tell me how to show that in my time sheet. Yikes.) Then I hung around for a bit, and then I went to go shovel After the shoveling, I spent pretty much the rest of the day chilling out in front of my computer
So, um, happy V-day! Don't get an STD, drink your milk, and look at
grub_street if you haven't already!
Checking in.
Jan. 21st, 2007 02:31 pmItem 1: I had forgotten the lj nudge function existed until mortenavida sent one my way. It's the first nudge I've ever received. This is also probably the longest I've ever gone without updating my journal. That says something about me, I think. Yes, it's been a while. I'm sorry. I haven't really felt like being at the computer that much lately.
Item 2: This is my 1,996 journal entry, and my journal will officially be five years old on February 6. I might do something to celebrate the 2,000 entry, or the fifth lj birthday, but I doubt it. As I'm sure you've all figured out by now, I'm not much of one for 'effort'.
Item 3: It's snowing, for the first time so far this winter. I love snow, and cold, and just about everything that goes with this season. Today it started snowing and, pansy that I am, I started to cry. Wooo, emo.
Item 4: I heard on the news last week or so that scientists/geneticists/doctors/whatever have done extensive studies on twins to show that said twins often interact in the womb (they play-fight, for example). Further studies have created the theory that left-handed children probably had a vanishing twin. Since I and my youngest brother are both left-handed, this made my mother a little antsy, and got me a bit interested. Further Googling didn't reveal much, but I did find this and this. I've also discovered, through this research, that most twins are (supposedly) left-handed. I found this odd, as most of the twins I know are right-handed. Hm...
Item 5: I went to the MVA yesterday to get my driving license renewed, and actually had a good time. I waited in line for about fifteen minutes, then sat down with a poor woman who had had the worst day ever (at least one person yelled at her, while I was watching, for something she couldn't control, so I don't blame her. Poor lady). I was feeling a little bit social, so I had a good conversation with her, and I managed to make her laugh a few times (by promising to lock the doors when I left so no one else could get in, and responding to the "do you have any physical or mental disabilities that could impair your ability to drive" question with something snarky like "well, not really, but I'm trying to plead insanity for this murder charge I got a few years back, so..." and silly things like that). When it got time to finish up the licensing, she took a quick look at the picture we'd taken, shook her head, and told me to sit back down, as I "deserved better than that". I thought that was funny (the picture didn't look that bad to me!), but I did as I was told and wound up with the best license/ID picture of my life. Yay! See? It pays to be nice.
Item 6: I've been playing a lot of Final Fantasy XII these days. I'm not very far in, as I really sort of like to just run around, beat stuff up, and make fun of the beasts when they die (they make noises~!), but I'm doing pretty well. (I've just gotten into the Rabanastre Palace for the fete, for those who've played the game. I stopped playing in favor of crying over the snow. Emo~ooooo...) My Pirate's Horde or whatever has three little trophy things, and when I showed them to my brother he was all "...you suck. You're not supposed to get those until you're in such-and-such a place". It was oddly delightful.
Item 7: If I eat anymore peanut butter M&Ms, I will probably explode. And yet here I am, prepared to venture out to the grocery store (in the snow!) just to get more. Pathetic? Yes. Yes indeed.I would much rather have Smarties, anyway. Not those crap sugar Smarties that they sell here, either. I mean these Smarties, which are easily the Best Candies Ever. They must be -- M&Ms were based off them.
Item 8: I miss my kitten like crazy. A lot of you probably don't understand why or just think it's pathetic, since it's been over two weeks since I found out he was dead (seventeen days, actually. Rather, sixteen days and twenty-one hours.), but I do. Not having him around is really hard for me, and it's doing some really weird things to my state of mind. Which is dumb, probably, but it doesn't feel dumb. So I apologize to all of you in advance if I'm distant or unreasonably insensitive or any of that. I'm trying to get things back to normal, but some nights I have dreams where it was some other cat that was run down in the road, and my kitten comes back, and then I spend the next day expecting to see him running around a corner or climbing up onto the couch to hang out with me, or when I look up at the back porch as though he's sitting there waiting to be let in. And it's silly and pathetic and probably more masochistic than it should be, but it's how I'm dealing with things right now (or, rather, making things worse for myself), and that's just how it's going to be. So I'm sorry. Really. Just... be patient with me. Please.
Number 9: ...there is no Number 9. I just like to throw in Beatles' references every now and then.
mortenavida sent one my way. It's the first nudge I've ever received. This is also probably the longest I've ever gone without updating my journal. That says something about me, I think. Yes, it's been a while. I'm sorry. I haven't really felt like being at the computer that much lately.Item 2: This is my 1,996 journal entry, and my journal will officially be five years old on February 6. I might do something to celebrate the 2,000 entry, or the fifth lj birthday, but I doubt it. As I'm sure you've all figured out by now, I'm not much of one for 'effort'.
Item 3: It's snowing, for the first time so far this winter. I love snow, and cold, and just about everything that goes with this season. Today it started snowing and, pansy that I am, I started to cry. Wooo, emo.
Item 4: I heard on the news last week or so that scientists/geneticists/doctors/whatever have done extensive studies on twins to show that said twins often interact in the womb (they play-fight, for example). Further studies have created the theory that left-handed children probably had a vanishing twin. Since I and my youngest brother are both left-handed, this made my mother a little antsy, and got me a bit interested. Further Googling didn't reveal much, but I did find this and this. I've also discovered, through this research, that most twins are (supposedly) left-handed. I found this odd, as most of the twins I know are right-handed. Hm...
Item 5: I went to the MVA yesterday to get my driving license renewed, and actually had a good time. I waited in line for about fifteen minutes, then sat down with a poor woman who had had the worst day ever (at least one person yelled at her, while I was watching, for something she couldn't control, so I don't blame her. Poor lady). I was feeling a little bit social, so I had a good conversation with her, and I managed to make her laugh a few times (by promising to lock the doors when I left so no one else could get in, and responding to the "do you have any physical or mental disabilities that could impair your ability to drive" question with something snarky like "well, not really, but I'm trying to plead insanity for this murder charge I got a few years back, so..." and silly things like that). When it got time to finish up the licensing, she took a quick look at the picture we'd taken, shook her head, and told me to sit back down, as I "deserved better than that". I thought that was funny (the picture didn't look that bad to me!), but I did as I was told and wound up with the best license/ID picture of my life. Yay! See? It pays to be nice.
Item 6: I've been playing a lot of Final Fantasy XII these days. I'm not very far in, as I really sort of like to just run around, beat stuff up, and make fun of the beasts when they die (they make noises~!), but I'm doing pretty well. (I've just gotten into the Rabanastre Palace for the fete, for those who've played the game. I stopped playing in favor of crying over the snow. Emo~ooooo...) My Pirate's Horde or whatever has three little trophy things, and when I showed them to my brother he was all "...you suck. You're not supposed to get those until you're in such-and-such a place". It was oddly delightful.
Item 7: If I eat anymore peanut butter M&Ms, I will probably explode. And yet here I am, prepared to venture out to the grocery store (in the snow!) just to get more. Pathetic? Yes. Yes indeed.
Item 8: I miss my kitten like crazy. A lot of you probably don't understand why or just think it's pathetic, since it's been over two weeks since I found out he was dead (seventeen days, actually. Rather, sixteen days and twenty-one hours.), but I do. Not having him around is really hard for me, and it's doing some really weird things to my state of mind. Which is dumb, probably, but it doesn't feel dumb. So I apologize to all of you in advance if I'm distant or unreasonably insensitive or any of that. I'm trying to get things back to normal, but some nights I have dreams where it was some other cat that was run down in the road, and my kitten comes back, and then I spend the next day expecting to see him running around a corner or climbing up onto the couch to hang out with me, or when I look up at the back porch as though he's sitting there waiting to be let in. And it's silly and pathetic and probably more masochistic than it should be, but it's how I'm dealing with things right now (or, rather, making things worse for myself), and that's just how it's going to be. So I'm sorry. Really. Just... be patient with me. Please.
Number 9: ...there is no Number 9. I just like to throw in Beatles' references every now and then.
Junior: The End
Jan. 4th, 2007 07:26 pmThere is considerably less water in me now. Therefore, an addendum to my last post.
( The addendum. More like a history. )
Junior
February 14, 2006-January 4, 2007
"That little critter sure knows how to worm his way into your heart." -- Mom
( The addendum. More like a history. )
February 14, 2006-January 4, 2007
"That little critter sure knows how to worm his way into your heart." -- Mom
Freaking out, a little.
Jan. 4th, 2007 12:22 pmYesterday's word of the day was... Hell, I've forgotten it again. -_- But it means "junk" or "unnecessary things". Um. TRUMPERY! That was it. *so proud of myself* I can't remember today's word of the day. Bugger off.
So! Junior, the hellkitten of love and laughter and trouble and doom, has disappeared. We let him outside around 8:30 last night (sort of; it's actually more like he leap-frogged over our other cat as she was coming in) and we haven't seen him since. This is upsetting. He usually stays out for long stretches of time, sure, especially at night, but he also usually comes when we call for him. When 10:30 rolled around last night and the 'rents decided they wanted to go to bed, they called and he didn't come. So my dad volunteered to wait up for him. Silly man; he wound up sleeping on the couch.
I went downstairs around 6:40 this morning to get a drink before I did the whole getting-ready-for-work thing, and the cat still wasn't there. We called him. Nothing. Sad. My mum figured he was cold and had curled up somewhere to fall asleep, but would come back when he woke up. Sure. I could live with that. I left the house at 7:30 to get to work, and still no cat.
I called home shortly after I got to work (about 8:20, I guess?) and he still hadn't shown up. My mother's new theory was that he'd gotten himself locked in someone's garage (way to go, cat), and she promised to call when he came back. It's noon now, and there's still nothing. I called home, and no one was there, so... Yeah. Well, my mom had to work, I know, and my dad (poor man!) is probably catching up on some of the sleep he missed yesterday, or something. Still, I'm freaking out a little. I'm sure he's fine, but it's gnawing at me. And that's sort of bad. On all levels.
I have been doing the stupidest shit today to keep myself from thinking about that stupid hellkitten. Like working (oh noes!). But I haven't had any coffee yet today (because anxiety + coffee = not so good for, you know, my sanity. Come to think of it, I haven't had any coffee yet this year. Oooooh. Maybe I'll make that a belated resolution. Except I won't, because I know better), so that's a plus, I guess.
Kitteeeeeeeen. *whines like a two-year-old*
edit: I ordered office supplies last week, since I had nothing else to do, and among the things I ordered was a staper. It arrived today. How lame is it that I can't get a stapler out of the package? aljklkjlsjvklj.
So! Junior, the hellkitten of love and laughter and trouble and doom, has disappeared. We let him outside around 8:30 last night (sort of; it's actually more like he leap-frogged over our other cat as she was coming in) and we haven't seen him since. This is upsetting. He usually stays out for long stretches of time, sure, especially at night, but he also usually comes when we call for him. When 10:30 rolled around last night and the 'rents decided they wanted to go to bed, they called and he didn't come. So my dad volunteered to wait up for him. Silly man; he wound up sleeping on the couch.
I went downstairs around 6:40 this morning to get a drink before I did the whole getting-ready-for-work thing, and the cat still wasn't there. We called him. Nothing. Sad. My mum figured he was cold and had curled up somewhere to fall asleep, but would come back when he woke up. Sure. I could live with that. I left the house at 7:30 to get to work, and still no cat.
I called home shortly after I got to work (about 8:20, I guess?) and he still hadn't shown up. My mother's new theory was that he'd gotten himself locked in someone's garage (way to go, cat), and she promised to call when he came back. It's noon now, and there's still nothing. I called home, and no one was there, so... Yeah. Well, my mom had to work, I know, and my dad (poor man!) is probably catching up on some of the sleep he missed yesterday, or something. Still, I'm freaking out a little. I'm sure he's fine, but it's gnawing at me. And that's sort of bad. On all levels.
I have been doing the stupidest shit today to keep myself from thinking about that stupid hellkitten. Like working (oh noes!). But I haven't had any coffee yet today (because anxiety + coffee = not so good for, you know, my sanity. Come to think of it, I haven't had any coffee yet this year. Oooooh. Maybe I'll make that a belated resolution. Except I won't, because I know better), so that's a plus, I guess.
Kitteeeeeeeen. *whines like a two-year-old*
edit: I ordered office supplies last week, since I had nothing else to do, and among the things I ordered was a staper. It arrived today. How lame is it that I can't get a stapler out of the package? aljklkjlsjvklj.
ADD kitty!
Oct. 26th, 2006 10:04 pmThursday's one saving grace is that it is a day closer to Friday.
Um. I have gum. And a headache~. They kind of cancel each other out.
Today, as I turned into my street, I found Junior. He was considerably further way from the house than he is supposed to be, so I put him in the car (something for which he was not pleased) and drove him home, then banned him from going outside. I was eventually talked out of this, but we reached a compromise: if he wore a collar, with tag, when he went outside, he could still go out. But if he dies, I reserve the right to turn back time.
He didn't like the collar at first, but he got used to it in all of ten seconds. His attention span is really, really horrible. ^_^
Um. I have gum. And a headache~. They kind of cancel each other out.
Today, as I turned into my street, I found Junior. He was considerably further way from the house than he is supposed to be, so I put him in the car (something for which he was not pleased) and drove him home, then banned him from going outside. I was eventually talked out of this, but we reached a compromise: if he wore a collar, with tag, when he went outside, he could still go out. But if he dies, I reserve the right to turn back time.
He didn't like the collar at first, but he got used to it in all of ten seconds. His attention span is really, really horrible. ^_^
Work work. Again.
Sep. 29th, 2006 07:43 pmI am so very, very, very tired. I worked eight to five and forgot to take a lunch break (not that it mattered; I ate at my desk), then I had to sit on R. Road to get to my agency to drop off my timecard, then I had to sit on the beltway and the interstate... Uuuugh. I never want to drive, look at a computer, or write a letter ever again.
Or at least not until Monday.
And yes, I realize the grim hypocrisy of saying I never want to look at a computer again while sitting in front of a computer. Horrible, isn't it? But I had to reply to a few emails. So whatever.
Today I received an email regarding an interview over on Baltimore's Federal Hill. It's... a bit of a drive, and I'm actually really happy with the job I have now (despite the fact that the office is FREEZING and I stare at a computer for very long stretches at a time), but this one is more along the lines of my major, so I don't know. We'll see. I emailed them back to request more information, so that's a start.
...I don't know which I want more. A nap, or to curl up with a mug of tea and a book. Either way, it should not involve the computer (I'll save that for later tonight!) or walking around. (Which is weird; my feet didn't even start hurting until I was driving home. At that point, I would have taken off my heels and driven barefoot, but I didn't think of it until later.)
Oooh, maybe my kitten will cuddle with me. *__*
I can't stop watching this...
Or at least not until Monday.
And yes, I realize the grim hypocrisy of saying I never want to look at a computer again while sitting in front of a computer. Horrible, isn't it? But I had to reply to a few emails. So whatever.
Today I received an email regarding an interview over on Baltimore's Federal Hill. It's... a bit of a drive, and I'm actually really happy with the job I have now (despite the fact that the office is FREEZING and I stare at a computer for very long stretches at a time), but this one is more along the lines of my major, so I don't know. We'll see. I emailed them back to request more information, so that's a start.
...I don't know which I want more. A nap, or to curl up with a mug of tea and a book. Either way, it should not involve the computer (I'll save that for later tonight!) or walking around. (Which is weird; my feet didn't even start hurting until I was driving home. At that point, I would have taken off my heels and driven barefoot, but I didn't think of it until later.)
Oooh, maybe my kitten will cuddle with me. *__*
I can't stop watching this...
Days of moments. ♥
Sep. 13th, 2006 11:55 pmWhen I'm at my computer desk, Junior likes to walk along the very edge of the desk so I can't see the screen (or type, if I have the keyboard on the desk and not in my lap). My favourite thing ever is when he slips off the desk and falls into my lap, then tries to pretend like he meant to do it by curling up and feigning sleep.
Best kitten ever. ^_^ I need to take more pictures of him. Pictures that I can share, I mean. I take pictures on my phone (as that's the closest camera handy), but I have no way to upload them. So, yes. I need to steal my dad's digital camera (...or buy one of my own, I guess) and capture some of his "moments" for you guys.
I had my first fencing class of the session tonight; it was great fun. I happened to mention to J that I do freelance webwork, and he told me to talk to K (one of the other instructors) about helping him maintain the site they have for the fencing program. I talked to K about it later, and he told me he'd contact me later on. So yay! (J also said something about my helping coach some classes on Tuesdays, but K doesn't know if that's possible -- he has to talk with the people in charge to find out. I wouldn't get paid for that, but I might get some free fencing lessons out of it -- and it's definitely good experience.)
After the lesson, R (a third instructor) came up to me and mentioned that I should try applying at another company (I think he works there?). J mentioned it, I think, but R gave me the website URL and told me to check out a few specific departments. So yay!
On another note, I have to do site work for both my own site and the Junior Editions site sometime soon. Sad. ^^ However, I might go see a movie with my mother tomorrow as a celebratory thing (she finished the newsletter, which is, essentially, what I wind up putting on the website) for her and a "Haha, you have more work to do!" thing for me. ^^ We'll see.
Best kitten ever. ^_^ I need to take more pictures of him. Pictures that I can share, I mean. I take pictures on my phone (as that's the closest camera handy), but I have no way to upload them. So, yes. I need to steal my dad's digital camera (...or buy one of my own, I guess) and capture some of his "moments" for you guys.
I had my first fencing class of the session tonight; it was great fun. I happened to mention to J that I do freelance webwork, and he told me to talk to K (one of the other instructors) about helping him maintain the site they have for the fencing program. I talked to K about it later, and he told me he'd contact me later on. So yay! (J also said something about my helping coach some classes on Tuesdays, but K doesn't know if that's possible -- he has to talk with the people in charge to find out. I wouldn't get paid for that, but I might get some free fencing lessons out of it -- and it's definitely good experience.)
After the lesson, R (a third instructor) came up to me and mentioned that I should try applying at another company (I think he works there?). J mentioned it, I think, but R gave me the website URL and told me to check out a few specific departments. So yay!
On another note, I have to do site work for both my own site and the Junior Editions site sometime soon. Sad. ^^ However, I might go see a movie with my mother tomorrow as a celebratory thing (she finished the newsletter, which is, essentially, what I wind up putting on the website) for her and a "Haha, you have more work to do!" thing for me. ^^ We'll see.
Gripe gripe gripe. Looking for jobs is truly a sucktacular thing.
Junior's surgery went off without a hitch, of course. I called the animal hospital around three and they told me he'd be ready to come home at five, so I was there about ten after to pay, fill out the rest of the forms, and pick him up. He was not a happy kitten for a little while -- the drive home was successful in that he did not get car sick, but otherwise it was not fun. Once he was home, he acted a bit like an old man for a few hours. He got over that quickly enough, however, and once he was feeling better I presented him with a brand new toy -- which he now loves to death. I'm not sure what the appeal is, but he's loathe to let that horrible thing go. I guess this means I'll have to buy him two or three more -- when he finds a toy he likes, he rips it to shreds very quickly. Um. He's pretty much all better today. The cuts have healed (the vet said they would overnight, and she was right) and he's back to his old self -- if a little lighter. All in all, the operation cost me seventy-eight dollars (because I had the Animal Advocates forms and such, which means I got a discount) -- a huge difference from the original price, which was two to three times as much. Also, he had to get a rabies shot, so the price of the shot was included in the total. I mailed off the certificate to Allegany county today, so they should be refunding my fifty-dollar deposit sometime in the near future. Yay, money!
Speaking of money, today I received a paycheck for the freelance work I've been doing. Squee. This coming week, I must close my checking account at the SB (an account I had only because it was a readily available bank up at Frostburg; it is not so easily accessible here) and open a new account at my local bank. I'm hoping to link it to one of my savings accounts. Since, you know, I'm not longer getting any checks directly deposited into my checking account. *groan* It was so nice, having the tutoring gig at FSU and not having to worry about that...
First, though, I must pay my credit card bill. And my cell phone bill. Argharghargh. Since David (my brother) is unemployed for the moment, it's essential that I get him the money for the phone as soon as possible (we have a community plan, and it's all in his name). I don't want to drive to his school, however, and I can't mail him a check until I have my new checking account -- otherwise he'll get charges and blahblahblah. He can wait on the money for a little while, I guess.
On the writing front, I'm not doing so well. As usual. I don't know if it's because I broke my routine or because I'm genuinely feeling uninspired, but I haven't really been writing at all lately. It's sad, really, but it happens. This may or may not change today, as I'm feeling a little creative. Mostly, I'm just feeling a need to avoid my brother and his friend. Oh! On the other hand, I do have a few great characters formulating in my brain -- which means that I'll have well-developed people to put to paper (once I've finished Aristeia -- I refuse to start another Big Project until after that's finished. That ever-growing piece is also part of the reason why I have written very little fanfic as of late).
I'm especially proud of one character, who will probably play a very minor rule. He may also act as my hopefully subtle plot device (hahaha). We'll see how that works out.
I've been trying out the new livejournal navigation system, and I guess it's okay. I can't find anything yet, but I'm slowly getting used to it. I guess. I may eventually just give up and switch back to the older system. Er. Assuming I can figure out how to do that. ^^ There are lots of new links to follow.
...my livejournal needs a new layout. *sigh* Maybe I'll get started on the El Dorado theme I was thinking about doing a while back. That could be a nice change.
Junior's surgery went off without a hitch, of course. I called the animal hospital around three and they told me he'd be ready to come home at five, so I was there about ten after to pay, fill out the rest of the forms, and pick him up. He was not a happy kitten for a little while -- the drive home was successful in that he did not get car sick, but otherwise it was not fun. Once he was home, he acted a bit like an old man for a few hours. He got over that quickly enough, however, and once he was feeling better I presented him with a brand new toy -- which he now loves to death. I'm not sure what the appeal is, but he's loathe to let that horrible thing go. I guess this means I'll have to buy him two or three more -- when he finds a toy he likes, he rips it to shreds very quickly. Um. He's pretty much all better today. The cuts have healed (the vet said they would overnight, and she was right) and he's back to his old self -- if a little lighter. All in all, the operation cost me seventy-eight dollars (because I had the Animal Advocates forms and such, which means I got a discount) -- a huge difference from the original price, which was two to three times as much. Also, he had to get a rabies shot, so the price of the shot was included in the total. I mailed off the certificate to Allegany county today, so they should be refunding my fifty-dollar deposit sometime in the near future. Yay, money!
Speaking of money, today I received a paycheck for the freelance work I've been doing. Squee. This coming week, I must close my checking account at the SB (an account I had only because it was a readily available bank up at Frostburg; it is not so easily accessible here) and open a new account at my local bank. I'm hoping to link it to one of my savings accounts. Since, you know, I'm not longer getting any checks directly deposited into my checking account. *groan* It was so nice, having the tutoring gig at FSU and not having to worry about that...
First, though, I must pay my credit card bill. And my cell phone bill. Argharghargh. Since David (my brother) is unemployed for the moment, it's essential that I get him the money for the phone as soon as possible (we have a community plan, and it's all in his name). I don't want to drive to his school, however, and I can't mail him a check until I have my new checking account -- otherwise he'll get charges and blahblahblah. He can wait on the money for a little while, I guess.
On the writing front, I'm not doing so well. As usual. I don't know if it's because I broke my routine or because I'm genuinely feeling uninspired, but I haven't really been writing at all lately. It's sad, really, but it happens. This may or may not change today, as I'm feeling a little creative. Mostly, I'm just feeling a need to avoid my brother and his friend. Oh! On the other hand, I do have a few great characters formulating in my brain -- which means that I'll have well-developed people to put to paper (once I've finished Aristeia -- I refuse to start another Big Project until after that's finished. That ever-growing piece is also part of the reason why I have written very little fanfic as of late).
I'm especially proud of one character, who will probably play a very minor rule. He may also act as my hopefully subtle plot device (hahaha). We'll see how that works out.
I've been trying out the new livejournal navigation system, and I guess it's okay. I can't find anything yet, but I'm slowly getting used to it. I guess. I may eventually just give up and switch back to the older system. Er. Assuming I can figure out how to do that. ^^ There are lots of new links to follow.
...my livejournal needs a new layout. *sigh* Maybe I'll get started on the El Dorado theme I was thinking about doing a while back. That could be a nice change.
I am tired as tired can be right now. Today was (is?) Junior's appointment to have his manbits taken care of, and I had to drop him off at the animal hospital between eight and nine-thirty. This wouldn't be so bad if the county hadn't insisted I go to One Particular Hospital, which happens to be a little less than an hour away from my house. *sigh* I couldn't fall asleep last night until about three (despite my trying) and Junior (who had to stay in my room all night, since he wasn't allowed to eat anything) woke me up every hour on the hour (or just about). My alarm went off at six and I managed to hit it enough so I could get an extra twenty minutes of sleep (yay!), but all in all? Crap night.
The good news is that there was an emissions test station near the animal hospital, so I got my car taken care of while I was in the area. I left my house with Junior around seven-fifteen (and he broke my heart the whole way, let me tell you) and wound up getting back home around nine-thirty. It worked out.
I'm supposed to call the animal hospital around three to see when I can pick him up, so I'm just wasting time until then. I'd do some writing or rp or something, but all I really want right now is a nap.
This icon is getting usage because I love it and because it made me smile even though I feel like dying right now. Yay, icon!
The good news is that there was an emissions test station near the animal hospital, so I got my car taken care of while I was in the area. I left my house with Junior around seven-fifteen (and he broke my heart the whole way, let me tell you) and wound up getting back home around nine-thirty. It worked out.
I'm supposed to call the animal hospital around three to see when I can pick him up, so I'm just wasting time until then. I'd do some writing or rp or something, but all I really want right now is a nap.
This icon is getting usage because I love it and because it made me smile even though I feel like dying right now. Yay, icon!
These are the days of our lives.
Aug. 24th, 2006 12:53 pmYesterday was a really good day. My mother returned from some school breakfast thing to tell me that one of the parents there had, upon overhearing that I was an English major looking for more work, asked if I might be willing to edit a manuscript. She gave the lady me email, and although I have not heard from her, that does sound interesting. I also received a letter from the Allegany County literary journal, telling me that one of my poems was selected for publication. That was pretty sweet. Then, to top things off, I got an email from Jamie regarding the referral he gave me at his place of business, and apparently the person he talked to thinks I'm worth looking into. Possible employment? Sweet. I also managed to catch up on some of the long list of beta work I had yet to finish (oops?), complete a few pages of the August newsletter for the Junior Editions site, and fit in a load of rp time. I like rp time. ^_^
Then, in the evening, I was caught in the grips of the Red Death, and the day slowly went down the sinker. It has continued into today, apparently, as today, so far, has been rather blah. Insomnia plagues me once again (per usual), and Junior was no help. He decided it would be fun to knock things off shelves and into the bathtub every time I started to nod off. I finally got some real sleep around seven o'clock until about nine-thirty, when my mother came up to tell me that Junior had gotten outside again, and that she wasn't going to chase him down because she was in a nightgown. My being in boxer shirts and a camisole was better, of course, so I got to go outside and pick up the kitten. (It took all of two seconds. He was so shocked to see me out in the sun, I guess, that he just had to stop and stare.) This was fine, until I went back to lay in bed and wound up cramping like a fish on land. (Do fish cramp? I must look into that.) Blahblah, I feel like crap, today sucks.
But it will improve. Oncepereppi is here, we will be heading into Rockville to kidnap domacatrix from her place of business, and then a movie-going we shall go. I will be sure to OD on painkillers beforehand to ward off any Red Death-induced crampage, and then perhaps I will be presentable. *heart*
Joan is going to be looking pretty because she had to work, and Lauren is going to be looking pretty because I told her to. Me? I'm going to look like a bum, simply because I feel too lousy to dress up. Whatever. I will tell them that I'm there to make them look better and we will be a happy, happy trio.
edit: This day just keeps getting better and better. I just found out that Maynard Ferguson died yesterday. Sad. I really liked him; he's a nice guy, and he was supposed to be returning for a show at Glenelg in November.
...for those of you who are new to my journal, I promise I'm usually not this emo. *facepalm*
Then, in the evening, I was caught in the grips of the Red Death, and the day slowly went down the sinker. It has continued into today, apparently, as today, so far, has been rather blah. Insomnia plagues me once again (per usual), and Junior was no help. He decided it would be fun to knock things off shelves and into the bathtub every time I started to nod off. I finally got some real sleep around seven o'clock until about nine-thirty, when my mother came up to tell me that Junior had gotten outside again, and that she wasn't going to chase him down because she was in a nightgown. My being in boxer shirts and a camisole was better, of course, so I got to go outside and pick up the kitten. (It took all of two seconds. He was so shocked to see me out in the sun, I guess, that he just had to stop and stare.) This was fine, until I went back to lay in bed and wound up cramping like a fish on land. (Do fish cramp? I must look into that.) Blahblah, I feel like crap, today sucks.
But it will improve. Once
pereppi is here, we will be heading into Rockville to kidnap domacatrix from her place of business, and then a movie-going we shall go. I will be sure to OD on painkillers beforehand to ward off any Red Death-induced crampage, and then perhaps I will be presentable. *heart*Joan is going to be looking pretty because she had to work, and Lauren is going to be looking pretty because I told her to. Me? I'm going to look like a bum, simply because I feel too lousy to dress up. Whatever. I will tell them that I'm there to make them look better and we will be a happy, happy trio.
edit: This day just keeps getting better and better. I just found out that Maynard Ferguson died yesterday. Sad. I really liked him; he's a nice guy, and he was supposed to be returning for a show at Glenelg in November.
...for those of you who are new to my journal, I promise I'm usually not this emo. *facepalm*
Right, so.
Aug. 17th, 2006 01:59 amFencing tonight was pretty great. I need to work on my electric work, though. I keep forgetting that hitting the zippers Will Not Score A Touch. Rawr. Um. I won two, lost two. *shrug* Shit happens. It was also the last session for summer. Sad. But there will be more fencing to be had come September. Oh yes.
In non-sport news, Junior is licking off all the lotion I just put on my arms. *sigh* If he dies of poison something-or-other, it's completely not my fault, okay?
The drabbles have not yet been started, but I do intend to get on them soon. Promise. Until then? A to-do list! (But before that? If you haven't requested a drabble, feel free to do so.)
[x] Follow up on the Poole
[x] Re-apply for NSA
[x] Follow up with Jamie re: NSA
[x] Clean the fishtanks
[x] Finish all the beta work! (So... Much... Work...)
[x] Update the May-review page
[x] Organize my paper pile (on printer)
[x] Make an icon. Slacker.
[x] Finish at least two drabbles
[x] Finish the campfire scene in Aristeia
[x] Work on the fic forregina_sama
[x] Write something that doesn't suck
[x] Watch the cat fall off the window ledge
[x] Charge the cell
[x] Stop being a bum!
[x] Fire ze missiles
[x] Take a nap
[x] Get somewhere in FFVII
[x] Realize that the previous three things on my to-do list defy the "stop being a bum" item
[x] Send out the mail
[x] Update for_catchphrase_
[x] Get busy withkadic_academy
[x] Brainstorm. Seriously.
[x] Give the cats more attention
In non-sport news, Junior is licking off all the lotion I just put on my arms. *sigh* If he dies of poison something-or-other, it's completely not my fault, okay?
The drabbles have not yet been started, but I do intend to get on them soon. Promise. Until then? A to-do list! (But before that? If you haven't requested a drabble, feel free to do so.)
[x] Follow up on the Poole
[x] Re-apply for NSA
[x] Follow up with Jamie re: NSA
[x] Clean the fishtanks
[x] Finish all the beta work! (So... Much... Work...)
[x] Update the May-review page
[x] Organize my paper pile (on printer)
[x] Make an icon. Slacker.
[x] Finish at least two drabbles
[x] Finish the campfire scene in Aristeia
[x] Work on the fic for
regina_sama[x] Write something that doesn't suck
[x] Watch the cat fall off the window ledge
[x] Charge the cell
[x] Stop being a bum!
[x] Fire ze missiles
[x] Take a nap
[x] Get somewhere in FFVII
[x] Realize that the previous three things on my to-do list defy the "stop being a bum" item
[x] Send out the mail
[x] Update for
_catchphrase_[x] Get busy with
kadic_academy[x] Brainstorm. Seriously.
[x] Give the cats more attention
Le garments?
Aug. 4th, 2006 07:58 amJunior and I just got into a fight over whether or not I should wear a bra today. I said yes, as I'll be at Otakon and meeting people, and he said no because the straps and all make better toys than clothing. Then he got one of the arm loops caught around his neck and ran full speed out the room.
*facepalm* I am so getting my revenge on that brat as soon as I remember to call the vet.
*facepalm* I am so getting my revenge on that brat as soon as I remember to call the vet.
Kitten fun.
Jul. 16th, 2006 08:20 pmMy doses of Real Life Theatre aren't nearly as good as the ones found in domacatrix's journal, but I make my attempts.
Junior: *attacks Willow like whoa!*
Willow: *hisshissclaw*
Junior: *fails to learn and does it again -- six times*
Me: *observing this scene* He's desperate for play today.
My father: *doing something father-y* Mmmhm.
Me: Y'know, he might not torture Willow so much if we found him another playmate. Y'know, one closer to his age. Who won't get mad when he wants to play.
My father: That's a great idea!
Me: Really?
My father: Sure! And then you and your cats will be moving out. *heart*
Me: *fail*
My dad is wonderful. He also has poison ivy, so I'm avoiding him and his plague-y self like... Um. Like the plague. *double fail*
domacatrix's journal, but I make my attempts.Junior: *attacks Willow like whoa!*
Willow: *hisshissclaw*
Junior: *fails to learn and does it again -- six times*
Me: *observing this scene* He's desperate for play today.
My father: *doing something father-y* Mmmhm.
Me: Y'know, he might not torture Willow so much if we found him another playmate. Y'know, one closer to his age. Who won't get mad when he wants to play.
My father: That's a great idea!
Me: Really?
My father: Sure! And then you and your cats will be moving out. *heart*
Me: *fail*
My dad is wonderful. He also has poison ivy, so I'm avoiding him and his plague-y self like... Um. Like the plague. *double fail*
Fic!Commentary. And, um, other stories.
Jul. 4th, 2006 01:27 am...I like this meme, I think. It looks like it'll be fun. ^_^ (And maybe it'll keep me posting semi-regularly? Pfft. Like you all want more Ren!spam.)
Pick one of my stories (from here, preferably) and I'll create commentary for it! I can't guarantee it'll be super-awesome, but maybe you'll learn a thing or two about my mental processes while I'm writing and re-reading my own work? Who knows.
Speaking of fic? I should definitely write something tonight before I go to bed tonight -- a drabble, at least. It'll make me feel like I accomplished something.
( Real life stuff, mostly inconsequential. )
Oh! Unlessdomacatrix and her family uninvite me (and given my recent track record of being completely useless, I wouldn't be surprised), I'll be in Ocean City for a week or so, beginning this Friday -- the seventh. You all will go through Ren!withdrawal, I'm sure, but I have faith in you and know you'll manage without me!
Finally, I would be incredibly grateful to anyone and everyone who would like to pimp out the F*P contest about which I posted last month. Banners and information can be found HERE, and I don't even care if you hotlink the banners (there's one on the top and one on the bottom) -- although I'll warn you that doing so may be a bad idea. Batcave likes to play tricks and turn hotlinked images into smiley faces at random. It's funny, sometimes, but also a real pain in the butt.
Pick one of my stories (from here, preferably) and I'll create commentary for it! I can't guarantee it'll be super-awesome, but maybe you'll learn a thing or two about my mental processes while I'm writing and re-reading my own work? Who knows.
Speaking of fic? I should definitely write something tonight before I go to bed tonight -- a drabble, at least. It'll make me feel like I accomplished something.
( Real life stuff, mostly inconsequential. )
Oh! Unless
domacatrix and her family uninvite me (and given my recent track record of being completely useless, I wouldn't be surprised), I'll be in Ocean City for a week or so, beginning this Friday -- the seventh. You all will go through Ren!withdrawal, I'm sure, but I have faith in you and know you'll manage without me!Finally, I would be incredibly grateful to anyone and everyone who would like to pimp out the F*P contest about which I posted last month. Banners and information can be found HERE, and I don't even care if you hotlink the banners (there's one on the top and one on the bottom) -- although I'll warn you that doing so may be a bad idea. Batcave likes to play tricks and turn hotlinked images into smiley faces at random. It's funny, sometimes, but also a real pain in the butt.
Various things of note.
Jul. 3rd, 2006 03:19 amHehe. My kitten is getting to be so very big. He also needs his claws cut. Badly. I tried to do them earlier tonight, but someone started to set off fireworks and he got spooked, so I only got four out of eighteen done. *sigh* Maybe I'll get them tomorrow during his naptime.
Speaking of cats, I no longer have to take care of my neighbors' cat! They returned from Arkansas earlier today, so all I need to do is drop off their house key and that's it! Hurrah! Now I only have to clean two cat boxes every day! ^__^ (Speaking of which? I should get Junior's out of my room. He goes downstairs without my coaxing him now, so he's perfectly capable of doing his business somewhere that isn't my room. Ew, kitten.)
I have a job interview on Wednesday for a Technical Writing position. I'm actually just interviewing with a middle-man-esque kind of company, but there's actually a position in PG Country for which they are interviewing, so... We'll see. In any case, I need to take care of a few things before then, so I imagine I'll end up doing them tomorrow. Along with everything else.
Tomorrow morning, my youngest brother will be going to the DMV and trying for his driver's license. If he actually earns said license, I will be sure to warn everyone who may be driving in the area in the near future. (Honestly, though, he's not a bad driver. He just has some kind of strange love for the brake pedal.)
*SNERK* Sometimes I really wish I had a video camera so I could catch all of the silly things my kitten does and then share them with you. Most of you haven't been in my room (for good reason), but I have a bead-lizard tied to the string of my ceiling fan -- which is right above my bed. Junior just tried to catch it... and ended up falling off my bed. XD Way to go, Junior. That was actually really impressive.
I registered for Otakon today. ^_^ I'm slightly belated in doing so, I know, but it got done so blaaaah. Those of you who aren't close to the Baltimore area, don't have the money for a hotel, and don't mind a forty-five minute commute every day to the convention center, you will be able to stay at my house for the weekend. Just let me know so that I can give you directions and the like.
Anyway. I wanted to do some writing before bed, but then my internet browser started acting up and wasted my writing time! As it is, I'll just hope the muse happens to be extra generous tomorrow and go to bed. ^_~ At least this way I got some reading done. ^.^
Night!
Speaking of cats, I no longer have to take care of my neighbors' cat! They returned from Arkansas earlier today, so all I need to do is drop off their house key and that's it! Hurrah! Now I only have to clean two cat boxes every day! ^__^ (Speaking of which? I should get Junior's out of my room. He goes downstairs without my coaxing him now, so he's perfectly capable of doing his business somewhere that isn't my room. Ew, kitten.)
I have a job interview on Wednesday for a Technical Writing position. I'm actually just interviewing with a middle-man-esque kind of company, but there's actually a position in PG Country for which they are interviewing, so... We'll see. In any case, I need to take care of a few things before then, so I imagine I'll end up doing them tomorrow. Along with everything else.
Tomorrow morning, my youngest brother will be going to the DMV and trying for his driver's license. If he actually earns said license, I will be sure to warn everyone who may be driving in the area in the near future. (Honestly, though, he's not a bad driver. He just has some kind of strange love for the brake pedal.)
*SNERK* Sometimes I really wish I had a video camera so I could catch all of the silly things my kitten does and then share them with you. Most of you haven't been in my room (for good reason), but I have a bead-lizard tied to the string of my ceiling fan -- which is right above my bed. Junior just tried to catch it... and ended up falling off my bed. XD Way to go, Junior. That was actually really impressive.
I registered for Otakon today. ^_^ I'm slightly belated in doing so, I know, but it got done so blaaaah. Those of you who aren't close to the Baltimore area, don't have the money for a hotel, and don't mind a forty-five minute commute every day to the convention center, you will be able to stay at my house for the weekend. Just let me know so that I can give you directions and the like.
Anyway. I wanted to do some writing before bed, but then my internet browser started acting up and wasted my writing time! As it is, I'll just hope the muse happens to be extra generous tomorrow and go to bed. ^_~ At least this way I got some reading done. ^.^
Night!
