Happy Monday, kiddos.
1. Yeah, I know I'm totally biting Twwly's styles with the numbered journal, but you're all just gonna have to suck it up.
2. I came down with a lovely little case of viral bronchitis on Friday, much to my chagrin. I noticed I was feeling a little iffy during that afternoon, and I was definitely not at peak performance in my boxing class, but it didn't really hit me until about 10p that evening. I had big plans to get a lot done that night, as Dan was on a date with his boyfriend. Alas, it wasn't meant to be. I woke up the next morning with the whole green-mucous-heavy-chest-whooping-cough bit. Fantastic. Anyway, I did manage to get almost everything done, even if I was whining the whole time.
3. On our date last night, Dan and I saw Sideways (fabulous) and then went for some average yet heinously overpriced sushi. Then we headed over to Niagara for the SGNY Anti-Valentine's Day Party. It was nice to see everyone again, and I had the pleasure of meeting Noelani. Unfortunately my fucking temperature was rising by the minute (not in a good way), so we headed home around midnight.
4. On Friday, after boxing, I stopped by Petland to pick up some snake food and a new friend for my newly single snake. Of course I ended up spending like 45 minutes in the damn pet store, cooing at all the different animals. The Asst. Manager, Jay, knows me and asked if I wanted to see some newborn bunnies.
Is the Pope Catholic?
Anyway, they were INSANELY CUTE, and I was inspired to take home the big fat hamster that had been flirting with me. So there I was, checking out with a snake, a hamster and a bag of guppies under my arm. I began to make my way home (about 17 blocks) and two blocks in, the hamster had chewed his way out of his little porta-box and was roaming frantically around the yellow Petland bag. Fuck. The snake was freaking out, understandably, so I had to do something. I stopped on the street, picked the hamster up and shoved him in my coat pocket and zipped it up. Then, I took the bag with the snake in it and stuffed it into my gym bag. Then I tied the plastic bag with the fishies into a knot, and ran. 15 blocks in the freezing cold, sweaty and red in the face, with a snake in my backpack, a hamster in my pocket and a bag full of fish in my fist.
Whatever you're picturing, it was far stranger in actuality.
5. The next day, while I was cleaning out the hamster cages and preparing a new home for Allister (Dan named him), I noticed something strange. Beyonc, my only female hamster, was HUGE. I felt around her little belly, and sure enough, there were little baby hammies balled up in there. *squeal!* It seems as though she and Lemmy got busy the last time I was changing their cages, as they're usually kept seperate. I guess 5 minutes is all it takes!
Dan is convinced that I did it on purpose, but this time he's wrong. Still, I'm super excited!!
6. Tomorrow, you all can look forward to pictures of Allister, the 'Bad Cat Spray' and maybe even Beyonc's fat ass if I can coax her out of her cage.
All right. Back to guzzling Airborne and trying to look busy.
Shadow of the day: Felt Blue.
1. Yeah, I know I'm totally biting Twwly's styles with the numbered journal, but you're all just gonna have to suck it up.
2. I came down with a lovely little case of viral bronchitis on Friday, much to my chagrin. I noticed I was feeling a little iffy during that afternoon, and I was definitely not at peak performance in my boxing class, but it didn't really hit me until about 10p that evening. I had big plans to get a lot done that night, as Dan was on a date with his boyfriend. Alas, it wasn't meant to be. I woke up the next morning with the whole green-mucous-heavy-chest-whooping-cough bit. Fantastic. Anyway, I did manage to get almost everything done, even if I was whining the whole time.
3. On our date last night, Dan and I saw Sideways (fabulous) and then went for some average yet heinously overpriced sushi. Then we headed over to Niagara for the SGNY Anti-Valentine's Day Party. It was nice to see everyone again, and I had the pleasure of meeting Noelani. Unfortunately my fucking temperature was rising by the minute (not in a good way), so we headed home around midnight.
4. On Friday, after boxing, I stopped by Petland to pick up some snake food and a new friend for my newly single snake. Of course I ended up spending like 45 minutes in the damn pet store, cooing at all the different animals. The Asst. Manager, Jay, knows me and asked if I wanted to see some newborn bunnies.
Is the Pope Catholic?
Anyway, they were INSANELY CUTE, and I was inspired to take home the big fat hamster that had been flirting with me. So there I was, checking out with a snake, a hamster and a bag of guppies under my arm. I began to make my way home (about 17 blocks) and two blocks in, the hamster had chewed his way out of his little porta-box and was roaming frantically around the yellow Petland bag. Fuck. The snake was freaking out, understandably, so I had to do something. I stopped on the street, picked the hamster up and shoved him in my coat pocket and zipped it up. Then, I took the bag with the snake in it and stuffed it into my gym bag. Then I tied the plastic bag with the fishies into a knot, and ran. 15 blocks in the freezing cold, sweaty and red in the face, with a snake in my backpack, a hamster in my pocket and a bag full of fish in my fist.
Whatever you're picturing, it was far stranger in actuality.
5. The next day, while I was cleaning out the hamster cages and preparing a new home for Allister (Dan named him), I noticed something strange. Beyonc, my only female hamster, was HUGE. I felt around her little belly, and sure enough, there were little baby hammies balled up in there. *squeal!* It seems as though she and Lemmy got busy the last time I was changing their cages, as they're usually kept seperate. I guess 5 minutes is all it takes!
Dan is convinced that I did it on purpose, but this time he's wrong. Still, I'm super excited!!
6. Tomorrow, you all can look forward to pictures of Allister, the 'Bad Cat Spray' and maybe even Beyonc's fat ass if I can coax her out of her cage.
All right. Back to guzzling Airborne and trying to look busy.
Shadow of the day: Felt Blue.
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-shampoo whore