Hallowon't

Lyric: "I want to know what it's like on the inside of love." - Not sure. Heard it on HIMYM
Quote: Robin: "Everyone else is acting all stupid and goofy and so in love. And I'm...not. Is there something wrong with me? Am I wired wrong? He was willing to be Hansel for me, and I couldn't even be Gretel! Why couldn't I be Gretel?" Ted: "No, you just haven't found the right Hansel yet. You'll find a guy one day who makes you want to act stupid. You're wired just fine." - HIMYM
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Happy Halloween, Pheeny-bee :)

It's a wonderful life

I don't really have anything to say!

Lyric: "I wrote this song long before the war, with no idea who it was for, but now it's done, I'm sure there's someone it was meant for." - It's a wonderful life, The Real Tuesday Weld
Quote: Lisa: "ARGH! You just ruined 6 month's work!" Bart: "Aww, I'm really sorry....it wasn't a year!" - The Simpsons
Picture: Pheeny and Nuub enjoying their "cat cottage".

Yay kitties. :)

Don't get strung out

by the way I look, don't judge a book by it's cover. I'm not much of a man by the light of day, but by night I'm one hell of a lover."
Yes, I randomly clicked through channels just in time to catch Rocky Horror on my favourite song of the movie, "Sweet Transvestite". Tim Curry never fails to amaze me in this role. It's a good segway from the main movie event of the evening. My roommate and I went to see Paranormal Activity 3, and it actually was more disturbing than the last one. It shook me up more than I thought it would. We clung to each other the whole time! There's something about children being involved in scary movies that just makes it more gut-wrenching.
Anyway, on this lovely Halloween-ish weekend, I'm busy spending my time inside, writing a crappy blog entry while listening to the sound of my keyboard. I would be watching something lighthearted, but my roommate is trying to write something and doesn't want to listen to noise. So reluctantly, I let her have her way, and suffer my mind's twisted delusions of demon/ghosts and their inevitable haunting prescense in my house. Yeah, scary movies do that to me. I don't know if it's paranoia, but when I see something like that it stays in my head until I use something else to get it out. Right now I can't have anything to get it out of my head, so in it stays, and so stays my paranoia.
I was so lonely and bored today that I spent the whole day out running errands with my mom and brother. I know, it was Saturday, and two days to Halloween, and while most teens are either sleeping all day so they can party all night, I was running around downtown getting groceries and cat food. Have I skipped being a stupid teenager altogether? Boyfriend and I are considering getting married in the near future, which is, in my opinion, devastatingly romantic. Sure, getting married at age 20 to someone you've barely met sounds like a stupid idea, and the only reason I'd ever end up doing it is if I happened to get pregnant accidentally. But the thought of it is also so romantic and sensual that I want to have it. I want to have that picture of me in a white dress, I want the ring on my finger, I want the status of being commited. But is it the right thing to do? As I've said in previous entries, I'm "newly" single, and now that Boyfriend has appeared, I don't know what to call myself. I mean, in the event that someone asks me out on a date (which obviously will never happen anyway, at least it hasn't happened yet and I'm already 19), do I say no, "I have a boyfriend" or "Sure, I'm not seeing anyone"? I honestly don't know, in this situation. And the idea of having a fiancee that doesn't live in the country isn't exactly appealing, either. I wish we were able to do this...simply. Boyfriend has offered to move here permanently in the next couple years. But do I want to be stuck in a relationship that is strictly online, besides a couple of expensive visits every 6 months or so for the personal stuff (getting engaged, getting married, then moving), for a couple years? I've had someone in the past tell me that they promised never to leave me, to come out to live with me, and he lived a lot closer to me than Boyfriend does. I even have our status on Facebook, which I was strongly against, because we -aren't- able to be together. It's hard to call Boyfriend my boyfriend, even though that's his blog name now, since he's just not here. It's hard to have a boyfriend who chats with you on msn/yahoo/Facebook, and keeps in touch via heartfelt wall posts, offline messages, and youtube videos of love songs in which I am frequently "tagged". Is that any way to have a relationship, to continue any kind of romantic involvement? I mean, we've never actually met. I know the feelings are real, but how can I say I'm in love with someone I only know over text and the occaisional video chat?
Anyway, with all these questions, it'd be easy to see how I'm quite confused. I'll go on about my day instead. That's about enough of all that whining.
I bought some groceries (under budget, yay), and my mom had to go drop off some frozen salmon at the cannery we have in town. The woman behind the counter offered us a sample of the candied salmon which my mom was unsure of getting, and it was fabulous! Such an incredibly flavourful bite. Needless to say, my mom has now ordered 10 lbs of the fresh salmon be candied (which of course, after the dehydration and candy process, will leave us with about 4 rich lbs)! I'm delighted, and even more so at the offer of a pound of it for our freezer where I live now. Yay!
Then of course, I bought cat food, which was about half the cost of my groceries, since I won't feed them anything less than premium wet/dry food. The man at the pet store I prefer knows me now, and always remarks my kitties are lucky that I buy them the best of the best (the best that they enjoy, anyway). I'm quite proud of the diet I have them on, though for a while the kibble was grainfree and caused them to be constantly looking for food. So they're now on a different kibble, and I hope it'll do well for them.
After that came PA3, which I already discussed.
Lyric: .... look above. I don't want to do another one.
Quote: "Any of you like to Madison?" - Brad, RHPS
Picture: An edited (poor quality, as it was taken on my phone) pic of myself and my kitty cat, Pheeny.

that's my rant for tonight. Talk to you tomorrow, un-readers.

I thought you were the smart one

Mmm, Booster Juice. I didn't realize soy milk, vanilla frozen yogurt, blueberries and a couple of "boosters" (soy protein, and a herbal mix like wheatgrass and echinacea) could taste so good blended together. What a perfect end to a horrid morning and off day. It was my first full day in reception (8 hours) and I was to start at 7:30. I've been so exhausted lately I toddled off to bed at 9 pm, and still managed to sleep through my alarm. I woke up at 7:10, and had to hit the ground running. Yeesh. After a full day, I got to go to the bank and therefore ran by Booster Juice to get myself a little treat. At least it's a 6 dollar fruit smoothie rather than a 6 dollar coffee filled with milk, cream, whipped topping, sugar...what have you. Though I do enjoy my expensive, delicious, and overly sweetened Starbucks Cinnamon Dulce Lattes....
I can't think of anything else, so I'll just write my lyric and quote...
Lyric: "You know those days when you just want to choose to not get out of bed, you're lost in your head again." - Helena Beat, Foster The People
Quote: "Look who I'm asking. I thought you were the smart one!" - Two and a Half Men
Picture: Something my coworker (one of the groomers) shared on Facebook. "Groomer's worst nightmare".

Enjoy this "forever shih tzu"! Talk to you tomorrow, un-readers.

Ooh la la

Yeah, I'm watching Food Network. It's The Best Thing I Ever Ate, and it's a French episode, so of course I had to watch it. Laura Calder being the host of French Food at Home, and my favourite Food Network host, it's no surprise that I love watching French cuisine shows. Of course, French cuisine isn't perfectly my style. They eat far too much meat and mushrooms for me to enjoy it exactly, but considering as much cheese as they typically use, I guess it's the closest match to my personal food preferences. Who doesn't love cheese, anyway? I mean, Gruyere...melted over Yukon Gold potatoes? Creamy brie with strawberries and toasty bread? Gimme a break. And I'm supposed to be on a diet. Maybe that's why I eat with my eyes, instead of my mouth (or at least I try)!
Today was my first day in reception, and though it was only 6 hours, not even a full day, my head was spinning by the end of it. Trying to remember everything is really going to get me. My notebook helps. I'm thinking of getting a smaller one, and transposing all my notes into it, since the full size one is probably going to get in my way in the long run.
On that note, there are several things I need to buy this weekend with my paycheck. Of course, some retail therapy won't hurt my exhausted and whimpering mood. Should be fun. I love spending money, but I wish sometimes that I didn't need to. I love the "shopping" feeling, but when it comes to things like paying my bills, I hate it! I guess that's just the adult slowly growing in me.
Lyric: "Throw your soul through every open door, count your blessings to find what you look for, turn my sorrow into treasured gold, you pay me back in kind and reap just what you sew." - Rolling in the Deep, Adele
Quote: Justin: "I'll be 18 soon. That means I can vote, and get married, and join the army." Emmett: "Hopefully not in the same day!" - Queer As Folk
Picture: A google image search result for Queer As Folk wallpapers. JustinXBrian forever <3

Love it, love it, love it. Goodnight, un-readers.

Sex Garden

I've been off all week. Yesterday morning I woke up so exhausted, I actually felt sick to my stomach. Today I felt a bit better, but still rather tired, and though it was my last full day in grooming today, I feel sometimes like I'm in a different place. Lately, when I'm forcedrying a dog, I find myself drifting off. I spend all my time thinking. Also, my last bath experience in grooming was a Great Dane puppy (about 6 months old) named Juno, who I called June-bug. She was a riot on the bathtub!
I'm happy to finally be starting in reception, but its a little scary as it's fast paced, therefore hard to work on training when things are happening all the time. I got to do some more things today, but tomorrow is my first full day, and I don't know how I'm going to manage.
Also, I managed to forget to do my 20 minute thing today, so I've failed on my work out plan already. What a fail. And other things have changed, as well.
Quote: "Come on Francine, you've got a sex garden on the front of sex garden magazine!" - American Dad
Lyric: "Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved? Tell me, enough of thinking everything you've done is good. I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood, I'm so tired of you, America." - Rufus Wainwright, Going to a Town
Picture: Something I found while absentmindedly wedding dress browsing. Of course, Boyfriend and I are far from getting married, but I wanted to share this gorgeous gown. It's simply stunning.

Good night, un-readers. I'll be back tomorrow to share the exploits of my first day at my "new" job. :)

So I did it...

I made my "relationship" official on my Facebook page. Bet you thought I had something more interesting to say, didn't you? Nope. Nothing more interesting than that. Yes, I know it's a rather simple thing to do, but my ex is on my Facebook, as well as several family members and coworkers. It seemed like a big deal to me. It still kind of does, since I'm just biding my time waiting for someone else to comment on it (though they do it privately, it makes me question whether I should have it on my Facebook or not in the first place). Of course, I don't know what I expected, but the underwhelming response to my "open relationship" status is kind of depressing. I mean...I thought SOMEONE might comment. And I guess someone did...three people - only one publicly, though, and another that wasn't even on Facebook; he texted me his response. Anyway. I guess it's on there now, and if I take it off, people will be confused. Or at least the ones that noticed will be, anyway.
Now that I kind of have a boyfriend, I'm wondering if things will change. I've done this before, but with the promise of an in-person visit in the next few months, I feel stronger about this one.
I will be doing my last full day in grooming tomorrow. Starting Thursday I'll have to start work at 7:30. Ick!
Well, I'm off to watch a movie, so since I'm being lazy today, I'll post a picture, but I don't feel like thinking of a quote/lyric.
Picture: Another forest photo I took that same day. I love the way the light comes through the green leaves!

Until tomorrow, goodnight, un-readers. :)

I'm a superhero.

At least that's what my...(-seriously considers saying boyfriend, then denies herself that choice-)...long distance awesomesauce lovebug called me when I said I actually managed to get through day 1 of my new 6 month exercise plan. Of course, that means pacing back and forth in my living room, tryning to imitate three figures on youtube in yellow and black, waving my arms and moving my legs in odd ways. Or at least it feels that way. Maybe after a couple more days I'll feel better about this silly program I've set myself up for.
On another, unrelated note, I'm slowly learning how to be a receptionist. It's quite difficult so far, but I'm glad I have some knowledge to fall back on since I've worked there almost a year already and I know all my coworkers. Luckily there's no lack of people to help me out should I ever get stuck, and for the first little while, someone will always be around, so if I have a question I can ask in a timely manner and avoid looking bad in front of clients. I have a notebook I'm slowly filling with information so I can look up procedures and stuff like that, too. I'm hoping that with time, I'll get better, and will be able to rely on the training I have on Cornerstone already to help me through the tricky bits.
My kitty is also being super snuggly, when he's not being a little dork!
Lyric: "I want some more, oh oh, what are you waiting for? Say goodbye to my heart tonight." - Animals, Neon Trees
Quote: "Mail order bride: $12. Shipping and handling: $2000. Getting fucked more by FedEx than that Russian they brought you? Priceless." - Boyfriend (I'm so clear, aren't I?)
Picture: A cute one I snapped of Anubis the other day, Phoenix's tuxedo cat brother. I love this photo because, well for one, he's so photogenic and it's easy to get nice pictures of him. But I really like this picture because I took a similar one, of another cat, in early March. His name was Shenanigans, and he was our kitty for a couple of weeks until he got to go back to his owner. He is the grey and white kitty in the second photo.

Amazing, right? Two kitties, a few months apart, both the same age (ish) in these photos. I love the comparison! Enjoy, un-readers.

We Thrive

So I found this "6 month" exercise plan online the other day, and decided that yeah, maybe I'll try that. Of course...it's a 3 days a week thing, so I can still be as lazy as I please. Kind of. It starts off slowly and gradually adds more and more as the weeks progress. So it won't be so bad, I figure. I guess. We'll see how long I can keep it up. That will start tomorrow.
I spent the afternoon in the forest with a friend, taking some pictures of the beautiful fall colors. We met a few dogs - and let's put it this way - and I now must wash my  lovely double-breasted white and navy jacket before wearing it out again. Of course, I could have been like some people, and moved as far away from the dogs as possible, but I clearly can't do that. So when you welcome three standard poodles, a border collie, two shepherd mixes, and an american eskimo dog for pets (at different points in the afternoon of course), you'd best be prepared to face the consequences. There are now muddy streaks present in the natural design of my jacket. Ah, well. What can you do.
Lyric: "Hey, hey, hey, all we ever wanted to say was chased, erased, and then thrown away - and day to day we live in a daze." - Many Moons, Janelle Monae
"It's not always easy; we have to sit and think, and make it work sometimes." - Christine Brown, Sister Wives
Picture: One of the ones from today's picture spree. I quite like this one! It's unedited.

See you tomorrow, un-readers.

Bruises

Today was a glorious day off which I spent being wonderfully lazy until noon. Then I decided it was time to get off my lazy ass and go downtown, which I did, by walking to the bus listening to a mixture of Foster the People and Muse. The bus ride goes through a lot of the smaller areas of town, so it takes almost 45 minutes to get to the community center, and I spent that time gazing out the window while listening to a mixture of Coldplay and The Real Tuesday Weld. Of course, once downtown, I spent more money than I should have, and bought some movies and a cylinder of chocolate topped digestive cookies for my roommate. But, when you have random money that doesn't need to go to anything, and you're a compulsive spender like myself, what else can you do? I did have some extra tip money and that bought me coffee and later, dinner. Yay for grooming tips.
The evening was interesting as I did some video chatting with my dear one and did my best to ignore the little girl that lives in this house, as I was held up from seeing Paranormal Activity 3 with a friend to babysit her instead. Granted, I could have gone, but my roommate wanted to come too, and we couldn't leave the girl on her own. So instead I spent it chatting and texting, while watching a combination of tv and crappy children's movies. Anyway, I'm now happily watching Criminal Minds (one I've seen multiple times, but it's better than a bad disney channel movie about girls with Australian accents, one of which was an alien) and finishing this entry, which I almost forgot to do.
Lyric: "But baby, the bruises you gave me, they made me." - Bruises, The Real Tuesday Weld
Quote: A: "There's more to life than money, right?" B: "Sex?" - Texting convo.
Picture: The new portrait of the girl who's going to be playing Lisbeth Salander in the American version of Stieg Larsson's "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo".

Goodnight, un-readers! I'm glad I managed to get this entry published tonight after all. :)

Change of Seasons

Today as I'm walking home from work I pass underneath the overhanging trees I pass every day, twice a day. Today, though, they smell different. It must have just rained, because for five minutes of my fifteen minute walk to and from work, all I could smell was the freshness of rain on pine. It was marvelous! All I could think of was my parent's garage at Christmas..before the tree comes inside. After a few days you get used to that gorgeous scent, but for the first days it's all you smell, and I adore it. It's one of my favourite parts about Christmastime!
My work day, however, was long and tiring, and at the end of it I felt great anyway! Maybe because it's Friday and I now have the weekend ahead of me. Of course, upon coming home, my kittens put me in a great mood. The little buggers aren't learning anything I'm trying to teach them. I hope it'll come with time.
Besides that, everything seems pretty good right now. I'm hoping to get together with a couple of my friends over the weekend, so that's exciting. I haven't seem them in a while. I guess I'll have to clean up our living space!
Lyric: "I must be out of my head, it must be something I said, so come on, I'll waste my life on you." - Out of my head, Mobile
Quote: "Michael! 'Love thyself.' Some Greek said that!" - Debbie, Queer as Folk
Picture: My little dork Phoenix at just a couple months old, striking a "classic" cat pose.

Enjoy Pheeny's baby picture! I'll talk to you tomorrow, un-readers.

Mangoes are Delicious

Or mango juice is, more specifically. What a long day at work. Not long hour-wise, though it was a good eight hour day. It was more long in the way that it took lots out of me. A fat Springer, a pesky Havanese and a Shih Tzu with a bent attitude and a collapsing trachea (which caused him to uncontrollably cough/bark, and wriggle around without us being able to hold him still) caused me some grief today.
But I did my second set of training in reception today and that made me feel better. I got more praise and feel really good about starting up front. Now, if I could only memorize all the things that I need to know. There's so much...I'm slowly filling a notebook with things to remember and working my way through a duotang used for training that outlines all the hospital policies and procedures. Hopefully I'll get it soon enough. I'm glad I've been working at the clinic for almost a year now anyway, so I know a lot of stuff already. That definitely helps. I just hope I'll get to stay. My job has a 6 month limit - if the person who's gone on sick leave decides to come back, I'm out of a job again. And now that I'm seriously considering a future, I'm basically depending that this job won't disappear. I can see myself working there for a long time.
Lyric: "Let's go and spend an afternoon, have a day built just for two." - A commerical I saw.
Quote: "These are just stirrings I had. I can't explain it." - Sister Wives
Picture: A Pheeny-beany-baby-cat. My beautiful ginger boy.

Have a good day/night un-readers! I shall talk to you tomorrow. If I manage to keep this up. :)

Itty Bitty

Timbitty joined us for a ride in the car earlier this evening. I'm glad itty bitty got to come with us, even if it was just a ten minute ride from one house to the other. Today was my brother's birthday and we went out to dinner at the White Tower for pizza...it was damn good. And calamari! Yay. I passed off my old computer to my brother as a gift, and felt good about that.
At work today I was finished sooner than it seemed logical to send me home, so our head groomer suggested I seek out our office manager and ask if it would be okay if I started training in reception early. Everyone seemed as excited about the idea as I was, so that's how I spent my afternoon, and got my full eight hours pay! Now, however, I have lots to memorize and learn. I do know lots about the Cornerstone system already, so that's a big help. I'm hoping I'll be able to adjust easily.
Yay, what a fun day. Besides my back hurting, but what else is new?
Lyric: "Oh my, honey, don't you worry, we might not have any money, but we've got our love to pay the bills." - You and I, Ingrid Michaelsson
Quote: "You are exactly one of a kind." - Unknown (I don't remember where I saw it)
Picture: I wish this was actually watermarked. A photo by one of my favourite models that I found on dA. Her name on that is Aisii. The photographer is Andreea Retinschi. I don't want to step on my toes by posting this picture!

Goodnight, un-readers; enjoy this lovely image. :)

These cats are..

..driving me up the wall. I'm serious. I don't know what it is with them lately, but they're just full of beans! Maybe it's me being at work all the time, and not having as much time to play with them as I used to, or maybe it's just them maturing into the "awkward teen" statge of their life. Whatever the case, I'm trying to engage them more, snuggle them more, and help them feel more happy. They love playing together, but if I can play with them more too that might push them over the edge of being tired enough to nap like they used to (and therefore, stay out of trouble!).
I may or may not be going up to Nanaimo this coming weekend to stay in my sister's dorm. She's bound to be busy so it might not happen, but I think it could be fun! Who knows. We were both excited when the thought came to us Sunday afternoon.
I'm watching The Little Couple on TLC and it's pretty boring. I have absolutely nothing against little people; it's more the genre. Reality tv isn't always good tv, but when you need some background noise, it'll do. Sometimes I feel I'm wasting power by leaving the tv on without really watching it, while being simultaneously on the computer, but then I remember there are people out there who leave the tv on all day "for the dog".
I really don't know what else to say, so I'll do today's lyric, quote, and picture.
Lyric: "I cannot believe my eyes, how the world's filled with filth and lies, and it's plain to see the evil inside of me." - My Eyes, Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog
Quote: "I'm from Louisiana. Saving money is my THING." - Extreme Couponing
Picture: A quote I saw on a friend's facebook page and had to save. It's so damn true.

That's enough for today, Un-readers. If you're out there, please let me know one day?

Oh Hai

Wow, almost ten days late. I spent a lot of time backing up my old blog, Surreal Paradise, before deleting it. I feel better now, knowing that most of that was whiny bullshit and now it's not out there anymore. Now, to an update, as my daily blog has now become "kind of daily, and then ten days with nothing, then another post".
I bought a new laptop a couple of days ago and I'm very happy with it. Sadly, some of my files didn't transfer from my old one, so I lost many pictures (not ones I'd taken, thankfully) and about 90% of my music. That one was a hard hit - the pictures I can get back; they were mostly pictures of bands or tv actors from shows I love, or movie wallpapers. But the music will be hard to replace. Most of it was downloaded - unfortunately - illegally, using platforms like limewire and a program  that transfers audio from Youtube into mp3 files. Anyway, I'm going to do my downloading properly this time, and since I'll actually be buying back all the music I lost, it's going to cost me a lot of money. It'll take some time too.
Many things are going through my head lately, the main thing being a relationship that might end before it's even begun. It's hard to think that this could work, or that it couldn't. I'm not sure what to think now. And I don't know how far I'd be willing to go on a chance that's based entirely off my personal feelings. I've been down this road before. But really...if no one in this little town is remotely interested in me, why not go away to someone who is? It's a little sad, but I can't go on this lonely way. It's horrid.
That's all I can think of today. Time for a lyric, quote, and photo.
Lyric: "Every day is a battle I face. Strange life I live, but it's what you've decided. I give it all into your hands, do what you will with me. And oh, I'll smile when you speak; remember all those times I was hoping for something, and shaking my head from all I have done? But you never left me." - I would do anything for you, FTP
Quote: "Companions, in misery and worse - that is what we all are, and to try to change this substantially, avails us nothing." - Franz Liszt
Photo: Another of me; a picture I took for the special one.

I'll talk to you again tomorrow, Un-readers. I'm sure you'll be waiting with baited breath.

Again

with the late posts! Goodness whatever did I set myself up for in trying to  make this a daily blog. What a horrible decision I've failed twice already! I think this is going to be a long one, so I'll put on iTunes and make myself comfortable.
Anyway, today my sister and I will be spending the day together, I don't know what exactly we're going to be doing but she's down from university for Thanksgiving. Though she's come up almost every weekend since school started, it's always nice to see her, even though she does nothing but asks for things and teases me about my bisexuality. I suppose you could say I'm straight now, as I'm single and not looking to start a relationship with another woman; I'm basically just sitting here hoping that one day some boy will look at me and think maybe he wants to start a conversation over coffee or something dreamy and romantic like that. Of course, no boy has ever been interested in me, though my roommates used to insist I was pretty, but the girls they brought over to "hang out with" were always much prettier and had nicer figures than me. The only people who have takin interest in me are either out of the country, or across it.  Ironic, yes?
My best friend and roommate thinks it's because I don't "put myself out there". Well, I'll tell you something. My self esteem is so goddamn low that when I look in the mirror I sigh and wish I didn't look the way I did. I've been told by some special people that I am beautiful, gorgeous. I don't believe a lick of it. When I look in the mirror, I see a girl I don't know, a 19 year old who hasn't changed since she was 12. Sure, I've gotten taller, and more confident in my people skills. I'm fully able to talk to people at work and laugh, enjoy myself, and chat with the clients. However, when it comes to being out in the real world on my days off, say hanging around my friend's work where the people recognize me as the girl who occaisionally brings her Starbucks, I can't seem to speak to anyone or start a conversation. I instead cling to her like I've never seen anyone else, and regress into an extremely shy little girl who is mistaken for "cold" and "unfriendly".
Argh. A writer cannot write with a an in her basement suite hammering away and trying to finish the shower in our bathroom. It's rather annoying. It has to be done. I understand that completely. And I really want to get some stuff done as well. I had to throw my kittens in my bedroom so they didn't get in the man's way. They're so awful, running all around, and he threw them into the garage to keep them busy, then we couldn't find them. The moron. I mean...they're five month old kittens, and you toss them into the garage to "play"? No, that's not acceptable. So we hunted them down and I put them in the bedroom with their kibble and litterbox, and hopefully they won't get into too much trouble. I would go in there and get some stuff unpacked, but I'm so tired, and my sister will be here in an hour and a half, and I'd much rather sit on the couch, do some writing,  and listen to Caravan Palace's "L'envol", among other eclectic songs on my iTunes library. Ah well. I have tea, music, and an open document on a blog no one reads. Who could ask for more?
Right now I'm falling behind on my new diet, and though I feel bad about it, I'm going with Jenna Marbles' rule: "If you want something, eat it. Then you won't want it anymore." So far my cheats have been a couple of Timbits at work, a doughnut my roommate gave me, and a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs that was brought to me by a proud 9 year old who insisted she'd helped make it. So the first week or so has gone pretty well. Today I've had a bowl of raisin bran and a cup of tea I've had to heat up twice since I made it, almost two hours ago. I just keep forgetting about it.
Our living room is shaping up nicely. The mom of the house got all the little girl's toys out of here, and instantly it looks so much better. What an improvement! I'm hoping to get our desk set up in the corner tonight or tomorrow, and put our computers on there so they aren't on the floor and coffee table all the time. My favourite futon is set up too, and though I'm sitting on the red couch, it's within my sights, and that's a comfort. I love it so much, it's so comfy, and the kittens remember it from the apartment, so it's nice for them to have too. I'm getting along pretty well with the other inhabitants of the house. The mom is not so bad as I thought she'd be...she tends to be a bit of a tyrant when it comes to the bathroom and kitchen; mostly she's a cleanfreak. The dad is away all day, like I am usually, and he spends most of his time on the couch upstairs or working on the house, so there's not too much room for chitchat. The little girl, their youngest daughter, is not so bad either. She tends to leave me alone, which is what I really wanted, since in the apartment I had so much alone time it was almost painful. But I loved it, at the same time. The fact that it was always quiet...I could do whatever I wanted without running into other people. It's not that way here, but at least there's some good things. Maybe it's better to be surrounded by other people, and not alone all the time. Of course it's taking some getting used to. My favourite thing about the apartment was the warmth. It's always cold here. Another good thing for the apartment was the fact that I could put things wherever I wanted. Here, I have to wait for some stuff to get cleared out before I can unload my things. It's getting better though. Our living room is shaping up nicely, and when that and the bathroom are finished and everything is basically unpacked, my new bedroom will get started, and then I'll have my own space. It'll be glorious, but a little scary. I've spent the better part of a year sleeping next to my friend in her double bed; suddenly I'll have to sleep alone, and it'll be weird for me. Plus I'll be cold!
Anyway, I guess that's it for this one. Here's today's quote, lyric, and picture.
Today's quote: "Love me less, but love me a long time." - Les Chansons d'Amour
Today's lyric: "You said you loved me, and I tried to believe that, but these days, who knows what it means?" - The Real Tuesday Weld, 'Last Words'
Today's picture: Just an image of me, about a month ago, before I cut my hair.

Enjoy your day, Un-readers! I shall post again tomorrow, or tonight to make up for yesterday. :)

A late post, and new things

I didn't post yesterday due to being extremely cold...I spent the whole evening underneath two blankets, choosing rare warmth over texting, being on my computer, and eating. Haha.
Well, I've decided to do some new things. A daily quote, lyric, and photo. Now, I'll always give credit where credit is due, and won't share something that's not already public, unless it's my own quote, lyric, or picture. I'm doing my best to be good about copywrites and all that!

Today's quote: "Is there anything more magical than movies?" - Roger, American Dad
Today's lyric: "In a field outside of town, we could always be alone. Carry a blanket, maybe a basket, and that's it. Innocence was a key, I was locked up, never free, til you turned me. Like vines, we intertwined." - We Intertwined, The Hush Sound
Today's picture: My two kitties, Phoenix the orange tabby stepping carefully over his brother, the tuxedo Anubis.

And that's all! Goodnight Un-readers. :)

It's MAGIC

How I managed to get a full blown cold on a long work day. That's what's magic. It's rather unfortunate, but due to my current state of fogginess I can't seem to do anything properly. I did all the baths today at work and couldn't even get through one without having to stop, dry my hands, blow my nose, walk across the room to the garbage, walk back to the tub, and resume. It was very inconvenient. And then there was the fact that when I was trying to help a client I kept sniffing or coughing or turning away to sneeze, then apologize for sniffing or coughing or sneezing. How dreadful. I'm hoping I'll be better tomorrow.
Looking at all my things in boxes makes me pretty sad. I mean...I can't see anything. It's all in cubes or rectangles of brown..or overflowing bags..or other obscure containers. I got some of my books and all my movies out, and that's something, I guess. The thing I miss most about the apartment though...is the fact that it was ALWAYS warm. When I got home out of the rain it was toasty and cosy. Now, it's cold in the house where I live, and when I get home the only difference from outside is the fact that there's no wind. It's freezing in this "almost" suite! I spend all my time under blankets. It's not so bad but I really want to be able to do things with my hands...so only half of me is kept warm, usually. It sucks. Hopefully some things will get moved around soon so we can get more unpacked and set up and tidied. We're kind of waiting around on the parents in the house to get stuff cleared out. It's hard to be patient when all my stuff is everywhere, and shoved places, and I can't really do much with it until someone else decides to work on their stuff.
I'm also miraculously, keeping a new diet plan. Of course, it's been one day. But so far I'm being a good girl and staying with the ideas I have.
Anyway...I've run out of things to write about. I might add some other element to this lame-ass blog...to make it more interesting for myself. Something like a daily lyric or quote, or something else that'll give me more to add to this thing. But for now, have a good night, morning, or afternoon, Un-readers.

It's Raining Outside

No, not really, but it was pouring buckets earlier today. We turned off the lights today at work to watch it out the window. It was marvelous! From the window we can see the water, and the waves were crashing so hard it looked like they were coming up over the edge of the seawall. Of course, it wasn't, but it gave that illusion, and it was so cool to watch!
Anyway, I went grocery shopping earlier this evening and was promised a ride after an hour..well, I spent almost 45 minutes standing outside waiting in the cold. It wouldn't be that bad if I haven't accumulated a cold in the process of working today. Unfortunately, I now feel worse! Ah well, what can you do? Hopefully the cold medicine I picked up at the store today will help me feel better. And my migrane will go away. It's been stuck in the back of my head since this time last night. Nothing seems to make it feel better besides warmth, sleep, and quiet. Sadly that's hard to get in a house I share with someone else's family, and full time work that starts at 8:30 am.
I'm so unbelievably run down, it's dreadful. After a day of work and groceries, I'm completely exhausted and all I want to do is sit and watch tv or chat online with my friends. But, the good news is I have a long weekend this weekend and I'll be able to get some much needed sleep. I'm excited for that! But now, if you'll excuse me, I have a season premiere of House, one of my favourite shows, to watch. I can't wait to watch House again!
Until tomorrow, Un-readers.

In the Beginning

I have started a new blog, one which I intend to be daily. It probably won't work out that way,  but I'm going to try! As with my other blog, "surreal paradise", I'm sure no one will read this, but I will be writing updates on my daily life and average thoughts. As of right now, my day has gone nicely, and I spent it not getting anything done.
I got my hair cut, and now it's about shoulder length, and though I want it professionally dyed, I can't afford that kind of thing. So, hopefully my friend will dye it for me tonight so I don't have to look at those awful roots anymore. They're horrendous. Even the hairdresser agreed that I'd let it go too long.
Well, it's not like I have anyone to impress anyway. Since I'm "newly single", I don't know what to do with myself. It seems the only way I get things done is to be left entirely alone, and now that I'm living in a family house again I'm aching for quiet and loneliness. Of course, "loneliness" for me is being alone to a degree. I loathe being single. It's miserable and heartbreaking, especially watching other couples explore the new secrets of each other.
In other news, I'm writing again, albeit slowly. A dream sparked a new idea and it's being very carefully planned out in a word document.
I wish I could be more dedicated to this post right now but I'm watching Two and a Half Men and it's rather distracting!
Anyway, this page is really just going to be about the inner ramblings of a 19 year old girl who has nothing better to do then write down every thought that goes through her head. In the words of the character of Julie Powell in "Julie and Julia" that I watched last night, "I can write a blog! I have THOUGHTS!"
Goodnight, non-readers.