l . m . h

yay!

Fri, 25 Jul 2008 07:07:24 GMT

Park picnic today and camping tomorrow. YAY!

Injured!

Sat, 21 Jun 2008 20:00:30 GMT

As most of you already know, I tore the muscles around my acromialclavicular joint (AC joint, in the shoulder), and I can't lift my arm more than roughly 20 degrees away from my body. There is also no twisting mobility - and this is more useful than I thought! Drinking water with my left hand... well, let's just say I've spilled a lot of things.

Bio and Radar are out there on the deck getting some liquid sunshine. I've never known a cat to lay out in the rain. Dogs, maybe, but cats? I think it's because it is a rare opportunity to be allowed out on the deck. Ryan is afraid she will fall from the third floor balcony, but I have faith in her balance. Besides, keeping them in the house causes fights and I think I'd rather she fall off the deck than bite the damn dog one more time. I hurt my arm trying to separate them earlier and now it is sore. Damn kids. ;)

I think a trip to the dollar store might be fun. He'll be fine in the car, and P.E.T.A. is generally ok with dogs being left in the car with the windows open, lots of water, and 64 degree weather. Hopefully. I just have to get out of this house. I've only been diagnosed with this injury since last night, and the prospect of being out of work until Wednesday is already giving me CABIN FEVER!

Anyways, I'll probably be back online to complain some more later.

PS: I got a new Yellow PearlScale Angelfish. She is in her own octogon-shaped vase with a tall lighthouse. Her name is Xantha - what I've determined to be the feminine version of xantho (for yellow).

And speaking of fish, Ryan is bringing me home some rainbow trout he caught! Yaya!

He is graduated!

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 04:41:58 GMT

Pictures forthcoming.

I would hope that I've changed since I was eleven!

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 03:52:10 GMT

You've Changed 72% in 10 Years

Compared to who you were ten years ago, you've changed a great deal.

In fact, you're probably in a completely different phase of your life - and very happy about it!

How Much Have You Changed in 10 Years?

CATS ARE SELF-EXPLANATORY

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 05:36:23 GMT

We don't get along well; the dog and I. He poops where he's not supposed to, I cry and beg him to STOP. He won't eat his food. He hasn't eaten much at all, in fact. I fed him a part of an english muffin and some lunchmeat tonight because ONCE AGAIN he made his mouth bleed by biting at the bars on his kennel. He doesn't do any of this when Ryan is here! Ryan GETS dogs, he understands them.

I understand CATS. Cats are self-explanatory. They purr when they like it, they give you lovey eyes. If they don't like it, they hiss or scratch or just give you the glare of death. They do their own thing. They shit in a box. They can sit on the furniture without getting it all dirty. I understand cats!!!

It's only two more weeks til Ryan is finally, finally home. Until then I'm fucked.

(I'm going to call the vet tomorrow and ask 1) what kind of food Bio might eat, 2) how to stop him from gnawing the cage -- the bitter apple spray did not work --, 3) if there is anything I can do about his bloody gums, and 4) why Bio has diarrhea today -- I'm hoping its only because he ate cat food last night, which is Ryan's opinion, and that he isn't sick or anything (We just got done with his ear infection!!!)

**Big Sigh**

Things are really ok. I'm happy, Radar is happy... if I understood dogs I'd tell you whether Bio was happy but all he does is look at me stupidly then lick his ass. I can get through two weeks. The worst that can happen is rug stains, which I've been lucky so far, and even then my mother has a steam cleaner we can borrow.

Ugh.

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 22:27:02 GMT

THESE PETS ARE DRIVING ME NUTS!

Can't wait til Ryan comes back - they behave around him!

Big News

Sat, 24 May 2008 20:07:19 GMT

Last two times I posted, I closed the browser instead of hitting 'Submit' or whatever, meaning I didn't actually post. I looked though my journal like... where'd the last two days go? It's ok, they were boring.

KIM HAD AIDEN! I watched the whole thing. Amazing. Beautiful. :)

Other than that, no phone. Hope I get a new one soon (or I won't hear every new little baby update on the hour...)!

Sun, sun, sun!!!

Fri, 16 May 2008 20:12:11 GMT

It'll be a few days before I start complaining about the 80 degree weather. For now, IM LOVING IT!

Kimberly and I went to the pool last night and laid in the sun... I already have a bikini tan! It is amazing out there. I love having a fancy pantsy pool, I only wish I had camera!

Bryan and Kim are on their way over to swim again. I can't wait til they get here!

'Ire' indeed!!

Thu, 15 May 2008 02:11:56 GMT

Obama depicted as Curious George on Tshirt... News reporter says there is defense for the shirt, but I see only white guys defending...

<3

Sat, 10 May 2008 21:45:11 GMT

HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY, RYAN!!

Doin' my business.

Thu, 08 May 2008 00:12:11 GMT

It's a beautiful walk to the community center. There are only three computers, but both times I've come there has been one open for use. The internet is lightning fast, too, and it's free. I'm glad we decided against buying internet for the apartment, after all. So far, not having it has contributed to my productivity overall. That's a good thing!

I'm starting to feel somewhat at home here. I still miss Ryan, and may adopt nine cats in addition to Radar to fill the emptiness. I might even call them by the names of people I miss. "Here Mom, want a treat? Ryan, quit scratching the blinds!" It might be kind of creepy, but it might make me feel better... you never know..

I'll be online a little more the next two days, since I have class in Oly. Hope all is well [love you, zoo-zoo].

Not much time, but here goes.

Mon, 05 May 2008 18:36:36 GMT

The move went well. Most of my stuff is still packed, and my fridge is nearly empty. Got to go shop. Miss you all. Will be online more regularly soon.

I got a pedicure!

Tue, 29 Apr 2008 23:56:35 GMT

Yes, I overcame my 'don't touch my feet' syndrome. My toes are now french-tipped. It's adorable!

Pictures forthcoming.

Think first of others..

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 15:59:08 GMT

Anyone who knows me knows about my less than holy driving record. I totalled my first car at 16, my second at 17, and have damaged the third (and current) car within an inch of its life. It's a brave little Rav4, and it has kept me safe in many a dangerous situation.

This morning, angels surrounded me as I swerved to avoid a broadside collision in the middle of an intersection, and yes, it was my fault.

Seconds earlier, I was gazing stupidly at a man in a pink shirt. He was carrying groceries in his right hand and warning off traffic indignantly with his left. You guessed it. He was crossing the six-lane highway right in front of me. Why he felt the need to cross the middle of the highway I don't know, but I do know that there was a crosswalk not half a block down at the light. My shock at this man's lack of good decision-making skills distracted me just long enough that I apparently missed the light ahead turning from green to yellow, from yellow to red.

Just as my mind cleared the image of the pink-shirted man, my range of sight was filled entirely with a white truck, the kind used by cable installation or commercial painting companies. Time stopped and I sped up and swerved a half-circle the size of an entire lane around the front of the truck, completely and miraculously missing the entire front end.

What had made me speed up instead of brake? Instinct? Divine inspiration? Adrenaline? Whatever it was, it saved me from a very serious situation. I'm angry at the man who felt the need to cross a highway unsafely, but I'm sad and apologetic to the man whose truck nearly broadsided me as I flew through that red light. I wouldn't have blamed him one bit if he'd called the police on me for reckless driving.

I've been trying so hard lately to drive carefully, which is perhaps why my anger is (probably unjustly) directed towards the man in the pink shirt. I feel that if he hadn't appeared out of nowhere and distracted me, I would have noticed the light change, and none of this would have happened. However, inside, I do realize that I allowed myself to become distracted, and while the man may have contributed, the choice is mine whether to learn from the experience and grow, or to simply lay the blame on him and move on unwittingly. I choose to grow and only hope my attentiveness while driving can be improved.

X-posted to Fuzzy Radar.

Oh, to have a chauffer...

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 14:09:56 GMT

I should leave now to miss traffic, but its such a long drive either way.. I wish I could play DS or read while driving! Something, anything, not to have to just sit in a chair and steer my car across the same stretch of highway once again. Boooring... Well, here I go.

Edit: Nine days! until my drive to Evergreen is 15 minutes shorter! *glee*

All good citizens carry Sharpie markers and spray paint.

Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:15:28 GMT

Hate abounds at Evergreen. The plywood barriers between the CAB construction site and sidewalk are plastered with what appear to be gang symbols (and by this I mean unintelligible words made up of crudely formed picturesque letters) and psuedo-intelligent social commentary (of the school "UP ANARCHY" with scrawled responses like "UP DOWN ANARCHY"). It is a school preaching tolerance filled with intolerant kids who couldn't figure out how to change society if they had Obama for a tutor. I regret not my education, but my choice of locale; deeply and daily.

Words escape me!

Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:05:28 GMT

I wake up midway through the night with GREAT ideas for my Kant paper... then 11am the next morning at the comp lab? NOTHING!

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 01:25:14 GMT

You are a Total Romantic

For you, love is like a fairy tale.

Or magic. Or a Meg Ryan movie.

Problem is, you sort of want all three.

You bring the spark in the relationship

In turn, you expect your guy to keep the fire burning

Not a bad deal, as long as you find the right Prince.

Are You a Romantic or Realistic Girl?

"my [internet] is problematic."

Tue, 15 Apr 2008 04:58:23 GMT

I'm trying to fill the gaping hole (the 45min dead period right before bed) torn into me when I watched the last episode of Firefly. In the beginning, I looked for Angel episodes online - a perfectly good choice for my next private cult obsession, plus there are five seasons so the pain wouldn't come for many weeks. I couldn't find any episodes for free online, though... I could be looking in all the wrong places, but its still three or four weeks before I get NetFlix and I don't want to wait that long... Also, I couldn't find any Battlestar Galactica, either. If I don't get something either supernatural or futuristic into my veins soon I'm going to die in a nerdgasming fit of blood and vomit.

I found the answer to all my problems.

Fri, 04 Apr 2008 03:52:17 GMT

Trust me, this will change your life.

I don't. Wanna.

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 22:38:33 GMT

Forced homework. That's where its at. No more 'enticed' homework or even 'slightly interested' homework. Only forced.

'tabasco' to 'didn't like tabasco' to 'the same old ultraviolet i do every time'.

Tue, 01 Apr 2008 19:46:02 GMT

I bleached out my original ultraviolet, dyed it red, tried dying it red again, dyed it brown, then dyed it ultraviolet again. What a waste of time and money. Boooooring.

I call this color "didn't like Tabasco"

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 18:18:28 GMT

I call this color "Tabasco"

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 01:16:07 GMT

Yeah, sorry for the grumpy look. I spent at least half an hour trying to get the camera to work. No, I'm not inept; the cam has a short and uses up batteries in like 5.2 seconds. No seriously I timed it.

oooohhhhhhh yeeaaaaaaaaa baby

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 23:48:34 GMT

I'm experiencing a sensuality of taste and texture.. no I'm not joking, this is a beautiful thing..

Ben and Jerry's Neopolitan Dynamite.... I almost can't believe it...

All of my beliefs about cherries and chocolate... all of my ideas of creaminess... thrown on the floor out of their box.. this is where its at, people. Unbelievable. Unbelievable. UNBELIEVABLE!