Suicidal Snowflakes

Just because I have a short attention span doesn\’t mean I…

Kitteny kittens

t’s a good thing my kitten’s cute as shit and I have a keyboard condom for my keyboard because Aggie is, once again, asleep upon it.  And yes, she’ll sleep through me sliding my fingers beneath her and typing.  I guess she thinks the weird movement tickles.  Seriously–the cuteness thing is a defense mechanism so you don’t kill ’em.  The 3 yr old just likes to sleep on my butt.  Why can’t Aggie want to just sleep on my butt? What is it with her and computers? If she’s not sitting on it, she’s gnawing on various parts. And it’s not like I can hit her with water, cuz, well, it’s my freakin’ computer. And apple has a $100 fee if the damage they’re repairing is due to water.

Ugh.  Now she’s got her paws under her head and she’s sleeping on her side like a toddler.  Stop. Being. Cute. Dammit.  I order you.

In other news, my alien zit that was taking up my whole face finally popped.  I’m four hours into my weekend and my mother hasn’t called and ruined it in any unique sort of ways yet, my bed is comfy, though I know my husband will disagree (he hates the sweedish mattress topper, but I’m sick, dammit) and I got a new shower curtain.

I have the dalek soap thingy, and I haveta glue the eye stock back on tomorrow (busted off in the luggage) and then I’m going to see what else I can do to infuse my bathroom with more daleks LOL. Maybe make a couple of color copies of daleks from books or something, and put ’em in frames in the bathroom.  Gotta take those fishies down from the sink, too, since we’re getting rid of the fishies theme.  I”m feeling all weird an OCD and I’m like… LETS DO IT RIGHT NOW!!! YAAY!!! even tho it’s almost 5am and I’m high on children’s mucinex.  horray for mucinex.  It makes me less full of snot!

(Oh god, now aggie’s doing the creepy sleeping with her eyes opened/rolled back into her head thingy)

More junkfood reports:

1) Bought the Twix but somehow managed to resist their evil lure.  It’s that time of the month, sue me.

2) Did not resist the lure of satan’s Famous Amos cookies.  Yum.

3) ALMOST had sweet potato fries for dinner.  Sept I burnt the damned things in the oven.  Conspiracy against me. I try NOT to use the smoke detector as the timer telling me dinner is done. Didn’t work out tonight.  Oh well, the fish was perfect, and I actually ate half my piece of fish.

4) Booze would have been awesomes.

5) OMG, I want twizzlers, like right the hell now! (Seriously–that time of the month? Just don’t stand between me and the junk food–I’ll have plenty of remorse tomorrow when the bloating goes down)

(crap–now she’s got her arm wrapped around mine and her head pressed against my wrist. It’s so effing cute I may go into  sugar shock, which is hopefully more fun than passing out from low blood sugar, which is just painful.  there’s a funny story about how I did that once at the old folks’ home.  Ok, it’s not funny, but it kinda is. What i’m trying to say is… aggie, yer killin’ me here. And I hear PK’s collar jingling not too far away. I sense that she’s in the cupboard, sleepinz on my clothez again)

6) BOOZE!! hahahahaha.  wish I had some.  See, I’ll never be a good alcoholic because I keep forgetting to buy booze, till I want some, and none of the state stores are open.  And I’m too cheap to buy more than one or two things at a time which doesn’t help.  And i’m too lazy to drink.  Except when I want a drink.  But I want a drink. And some twizzlers, and some chocolate cake.  look, just dont stand in the way of me and the cake. Unless you have those totally gross yet slightly yummy cheesy potatoes from taco bell with the nacho cheese and sour cream on them.  Heaven in a teeny styrophome container.

7) I still hate numbered lists.

8) I still have strawberries in the freezer.  If i can get my ass rollin’ on actually getting the blender out, i can makes me a smoothie tomorrow> Everybody likes smoothies. Aw hell, nevermind.  I used the last of the soy milk tonight.  i guess I can use the vanilla protein shake stuff and hope for the best. Or the chocolate.  Chocolate and strawberries, mmm.

9) What the hell is with my food obsession? And the potato obsession? I dont even LIKE potatos.

10) I have velvita cheese.  I’m going to do something slightly evil, but ultimately yummy tomorow with it. I dont know what it will be yet.

Now i’ve got both cats sleeping on me. It’s such a freakin’ conspiracy to kill me with their cuteness. Oh yeah and I keep hearing that getting kittens is the first step towards wanting babies for chicks… and dammit if it isn’t working.  I haveta keep reminding myself… but… i’m not sane enough for kids!  Stupid biological imperative to pass on my inferior genetics to some poor, unsuspecting child then spend eighteen to twenty years traumatizing the poor thing before he (or she) runs off and joins the circus.

Of course my husband will think this is a great thing.  He’s been wanting kids since we got married. And if it happens, it happens.  Lets just put it this way… I’m not making it not happen.  However, i’m not exactly trying to make it happen either.  But I think I like sleep too much to have little kids.  Yeah I’m a selfish bitch.  Cats are so much less work than people.  I feel like i can barely take care of myself. In fact, I feel like I’m not even doing a good job at that.  I haven’t taken my vitamins or sanity pills in several days all because I dont like swallowing pills. I was never this big of a baby in my life.  I’m sure not taking my pills and not getting to the gym often enough to make the membership worth it isn’t helping my cause.

I just wanna sleep all the time, till winter’s over.  Especially now that i’ve resigned myself to not graduating on time.  Huff.  My husband’s actually going to graduate undergrad before I’m done with my masters.  That’s SO depressing.  I wanna do my doctorate because I kind of do like research, and because I wanna make people I dont like call me Doctor (doing things for all the wrong reasons, it’s what I’m all about) and because I’d really like to hide in academia for a bit longer because I think I suck and can’t handle the real world. I just… well, suck.  I mean, look at me.  Look at what i do for a living.  Look at how long I’ve been there.  Obviously I’m broken in some very large sort of way.

Dalek plumber humor is always funny.

I’m falling asleeping while typing this so I’ll post and go off to the land of winky blinky and nodd.

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February 28, 2007 Posted by | Haus und Heim | Leave a comment

1, 2, 3, squee!

Kitties went to the vet, they are healthy and happy. Or they were before their boosters.

Going to Galifrey One… Oh Em Gee…squee.  SO excited. not sure how i’ll cope.

Thats about it.

January 6, 2007 Posted by | Haus und Heim, Nerdology | Leave a comment

My cats are on drugs

Seriously, the little one was spazin’ out all morning.  Pouncing on everything and nothing, quite literally.  Ghost dust or something.  I dont know.  The older cat would beat her down and she’d just go right back to acting up.  Finally I went down stairs to feed them, thinking maybe that’d at least distract her, and I saw when I made coffee yesterday I spilled some coffee beans on the counter and not noticed… Betcha she ate some of ’em.  Cuz she’s been a little crack monkey all day.

Other stuffs…

1) My mother is crazy. Just thought I’d throw that one out there.  I’ll leave you with these two quotes of holiday goodness.  “Merry Christmas, mother fuckers!” and the similar but slightly different…”Merry Christmas…you BITCH!”   Yeah.  She’s nuts.

2) I’m hungry.  Just thought I’d share.

3) I have no syrup. This is a problem.

4) Had a coat malfunction…james wanted me to just get that one fixed, but it was too big anyways and I’d be without it while it was being fixed, and it was freakin’ cold last week.  So I solved the problem by buying two coats.  The leather coat zips. I’ve always wanted a leather coat that zips. I’m not sure why the zipping is important.

5) I like pie.  Last night I had a dream about a pie that was chocolate cream in the middle and pecan pie on the top.  Messed up, huh? I want some.

6) What the hell CAN you do with a stopwatch? STILL belaboring over this.  I can’t think of anything besides timed cleaning and strip chess.

7) Sarah Jane Adventures on New Years! Squee!

8) Doctor Who for Christmas! Double Squee!

9) Need new batteries for sonic screwdriver.  Ran them out already.  I [heart] toys for grownups.

10) I also [heart] captain jack and daleks.

December 10, 2006 Posted by | Haus und Heim, Random & Miscellany | 1 Comment

The killing blow

Aggy keeps biting me and gnawing on my hands and scratching m.  I guess in part its my own fault, I let her.  She keeps giving my palms little hind leg killing blows.  It’s cute. I dont know why, bu it’s cute.  Kinda painful… but, adorable.  I’m sure it’ll hurt like a mo fo when she’s bigger. For right now it just kinda hurts like prodding an aching tooth.  I think I kinda like it.

Can you tell I need to get out more?

December 7, 2006 Posted by | Haus und Heim | Leave a comment

A post of many tags

Oh yes.

1) I ate a fruit cup and half a PB&J sammich!! YAAY!! That’s like, an accomplishment for me lately. I think I’m going to have to switch to creamy PB, which takes the fun out of life right there, but I think the nut pieces are irritating my stomach.  You’d think I’d be skinnier.  But I’m not.

2) Started putting up Christmas decorations.  Went OCD on the tree with the ornaments, making sure it was all… balanced.  BTW, Just so the world knows, I totally have dibs on the book title “The Feng Shui of Christmas.”  It’s going to be a womens’ magazine kinda thing  about how balanced energies and decorations will make your house all calm and peaceful for the holidays and therefore you’ll have a perfect holiday and your life will be perfect henceforth. You know, like every stinkin’ magazine article in those things.  Anyways… spent like an hour, maybe two, dinking with the ornaments.  There may not be a spare branch.  Then I get everything all balanced and pretty, my Principles of Design teacher would be proud… and I go to get a box of decorations to put up the wall hangings… and damnit, don’t you know I find another small box of ornaments?? Now I get to go thru this all again.  I’m SO OCD.

3) The 5th is Day of the Ninja.  It’s the day where Non-jas get to be ninjas.  WAY better than Talk Like A Pirate Day.

I think that’s it. The nerdology tag is just because people are using my ‘triple nerd score’ phrase now.  And my XYZ section break system.  It’s good to be on the cutting edge of… well, the cutting edge.  And not that skating movie, either.

December 3, 2006 Posted by | Food, Haus und Heim, Holiday, Ninjas | Leave a comment

No, really. Don’t do that.

I [heart] my cat and stuff. We know that, right? She’s incredibly cute, like when she rolls onto her back, and stares at you with her impossibly large eyes.  Or when she follows along behind you, or licks your fingers, or the million other cute things she does. 

She just does this… one thing.  That just isn’t cool.  In fact, it’s freakily gross.

She likes to slobber all over my ear plugs and drag them to other parts of the bedroom before spitting them out and depositing them on the floor. 

Eww, kitty.  Don’t do that.

November 9, 2006 Posted by | Haus und Heim | Leave a comment

Monkey

😦 went looking for Monkey again tonight, this time with some food (last night I only took his fave catnip toy)… saw two strays, which is more than I saw last time, but no Monkey. He hasn’t touched the food on the porch. I’m just so sad. I miss my kitty and I couldn’t even sleep last night when I thought about him being outside in the rain and cold and dark all alone with no one to play with him and cuddle him. *sniffles*

I also feel like the worst cat owner in the world. The fact that I just spent $250 making him healthy is entirely secondary. I just want my kitty home and safe and I want to hold him and pet him and be pals and never squirt him with the water bottle when he jumps onto my makeup table ever again *tears* Come back, buddy.

September 17, 2006 Posted by | Angst, Haus und Heim | Leave a comment

Wonder if I still have a cat.

We lock him up in the diningroom when we’re gone, because he likes to shoot out the door as soon as we open it.  It’s tragic for him, he only has a floor and a half of the house to terrorize if I do that, and all his toys, food and litter are in there.  He’s so traumatized when we get home every day he just has to rub himself all over our widdle tootsies.

Thing is, usually he’s being a pest first thing in the morning, licking necks, sucking on ears, the whole bit.  Or he’s biting and scratching because he’s trying to ‘play’.  Anyways, when I took James to work, I forgot to shut him in the dining room.  When I came home, he didn’t immediately attack me, and I didn’t see him at all after that.  Wonder if he ducked out the door this morning, or just found a spot for a really good nap.

Oh well. If I go home and the food isn’t eaten in his bowl, then I know that he’s lost.  I’ll be ticked about that $250 I spent at the vet, tho.

September 15, 2006 Posted by | Haus und Heim | 1 Comment

Divine Heat Stroke.

It was in the 80's when we went to bed Monday night.  We tried to turn on the air, but it didn't seem like the place was cooling down even though the air was blowing. When we got up yesterday morning, I checked out the AC unit–stupid thing wasn't even kicking on. Oh happy day.  Went to my voice lesson then to oakland, where I had to, of course, park at the ass end of oakland and walk to the library which was, thankfully, air conditioned, however the stupid photocopier (my reason for going) only accepted 1's and most of my $$ was in 5's, so I didn't even get copied everything I needed to copy…then I had to trek back to my car, which somehow ended up being uphill both ways. 

I came home after that, and my failed attempt to drop stuff off at st. vincent depaul (their big blue bin was gone, and I had like six bags, and I didn't have time to drive all the way into the back and exhaust myself in the heat (mid-90's) dragging this stuff up their huge back driveway. So after determining they had no My Little Pony dolls, I went home to get James' pills so we could eat dinner together and he could become saner through pharmacology. Temperature in the living room? 90 degrees. So I take James his dinner, then decide to go to the gym.  They're air conditioned and lovely and stuff.  They won't even let anyone touch the thermostat. It stays at 65 degrees no matter what.  

Temperature at the gym?? 88 degrees.  Their air is broke too.  So I was SO tired and hot  and stuff but I worked out. I figured, hey, God doesn't want me to be some place cool.  If he did, all my efforts to go to some place cool would not be thwarted 🙂 I'll just work out, cuz i'm here, then I'll go home, take a shower and go to the mall.  I hear they have wifi in the food court now. Of course, I have ADD, so it wasn't like I got there or anything. 

Came home, took a shower, it was probably about four degrees cooler outside, so I decided to take care of some yard work that's been making my front lawn look like hell all spring… yes, I took a shower THEN did lawn work.  The shower was mostly to cool own a little.  Got that stuff done, drank two 32 oz glasses of water and ate some food, crashed till it was time to pick up James, then spent the night dying of the heat until morning. 

I covered over the blinds with a blanket on the side of the house where the sun rises, which did keep the bedroom cooler a little longer this morning. I wasn't feeling too well when I got to work.  I felt better after some gatoraid, and was doing pretty well up until I had ta go to an appt with my nutritionist.  And yes, you guessed it.  No air conditioning in the waiting room.  A waiting room full of sweaty, anxious people.  God wants me to be stinky.  That's the only explination. 

May 31, 2006 Posted by | Growly and/or Whine, Haus und Heim | Leave a comment

Mr Snerdly, mark the day.

Well, we broke down and turned the air on about half an hr ago.  It's cooling down, I guess. We made it all the way to May 30th without turning on the air.  Of course, I'd have been happier if we could have waited until midway through June.  I have a feeling it's going to be a scourcher.  It didn't warm up until late in the season, and it just *bam* landed in the 80's.  I'd rather have the heat than the cold, trust me, but *whew* is it humid.  The humidity is the kicker.  I think it'd be better to have dry heat.  I don't think I'd know though, we've never had it here 🙂 

Anyways, mark the day.  turned on the air.  

May 30, 2006 Posted by | Haus und Heim | 1 Comment