[&hearts] How come these bats are still kickin' around? Not that I'm against them, I like bats. my favorite exhibit i've seen in a zoo setting is the Seattle Woodland Zoo's Night House...it has a huge bat enclosure and I just happened to be going though when it was feeding time and all the different bats were streching and climbing around.
[&hearts] TV is really boring to me. I put it on sometimes but can never sit through a whole program, unless it's a new episode of CSI, and then NOBODY is allowed to talk to me or make noise. I haven't been around the last 3 weeks though, to watch...the last one I saw was at my gramma's house, on her birthday. I felt kind of bad because it was a particularly gruesome one featuring dead and violated children. She wasn't terribly upset by it because she's a cool gramma, and I had explained to her that she couldn't talk, questions only at commercial break. Do you know, no, you don't know, how many hours I've spent watching British TV with them. Heartbeat is a TERRIBLE program. Thin Blue Line? Doesn't make sense to me! And they have a volume thing too. So loud. When I "slept" at Gramma & Granpa's it was in a room right next to the TV, my head reverberating with Cokney slang.
[&hearts] I mentioned TV because I've been ordered by the facist dictator also known to some as "dad" to fill out this stupid tv watching survey chart. It's made of newsprint and I don't want to touch it. My mom and I were discussing it today and how it has made us avoid the TV like the plague. Of course, my father is quite diligent with his. He also likes to make charts and printouts for keeping track of Survivor contestants.
[&hearts] My sister and I had a wickedly good conversation about him the other day. Her boyfriend had made sandwiches for them both, and had made her a peanut butter and honey one, because he wasn't quite sure if she liked meat and cheese. He ended up eating the peanut b and honey because she can't handle the combo after my dad kept repacking her lunch in grade twio with the same sandwich crusts for 3 days and then made her eat them at home on the 4th day. (why didn't she throw them away? who knows) Sandwich crust PTSD. We also have bicycle PTSD, because my dad would do this weird thing with our bikes. We never learned to ride properly so riding was stressful and OMG when he put thse bikes in the van, we were in for it. We were going somewhere, and we were going to RIDE OUR BIKES and LIKE IT. These events were always connected with wearing an ugly hat to stay warm. And a lot of tears. Hey dad? Crying and cycling doesn't mix.
Holy hell, those events are going to take a couple of weekend retreat workshops to get over.
[&hearts]i drew this funny lil' picture for my sister, she has always loved walruses
And who doesn't love a walrus. They are just great big filthy sacks of innards, waitin' to pat you on the back with their flipper and gore you with their toofs. TOOFS! Fucking jerks.
[&hearts]SNL is a goddam repeat! Again? I give up. Surely there is a CSI episode on somewhere, or maybe a screaming baby show.
Some random pictures from late:
me smooching on my friend's dog, Kitty LaMew
Me letting a dirty sticky ten year old play with my camera
I don't know how I ended up on the side of an origami pangolin?
[&hearts] TV is really boring to me. I put it on sometimes but can never sit through a whole program, unless it's a new episode of CSI, and then NOBODY is allowed to talk to me or make noise. I haven't been around the last 3 weeks though, to watch...the last one I saw was at my gramma's house, on her birthday. I felt kind of bad because it was a particularly gruesome one featuring dead and violated children. She wasn't terribly upset by it because she's a cool gramma, and I had explained to her that she couldn't talk, questions only at commercial break. Do you know, no, you don't know, how many hours I've spent watching British TV with them. Heartbeat is a TERRIBLE program. Thin Blue Line? Doesn't make sense to me! And they have a volume thing too. So loud. When I "slept" at Gramma & Granpa's it was in a room right next to the TV, my head reverberating with Cokney slang.
[&hearts] I mentioned TV because I've been ordered by the facist dictator also known to some as "dad" to fill out this stupid tv watching survey chart. It's made of newsprint and I don't want to touch it. My mom and I were discussing it today and how it has made us avoid the TV like the plague. Of course, my father is quite diligent with his. He also likes to make charts and printouts for keeping track of Survivor contestants.
[&hearts] My sister and I had a wickedly good conversation about him the other day. Her boyfriend had made sandwiches for them both, and had made her a peanut butter and honey one, because he wasn't quite sure if she liked meat and cheese. He ended up eating the peanut b and honey because she can't handle the combo after my dad kept repacking her lunch in grade twio with the same sandwich crusts for 3 days and then made her eat them at home on the 4th day. (why didn't she throw them away? who knows) Sandwich crust PTSD. We also have bicycle PTSD, because my dad would do this weird thing with our bikes. We never learned to ride properly so riding was stressful and OMG when he put thse bikes in the van, we were in for it. We were going somewhere, and we were going to RIDE OUR BIKES and LIKE IT. These events were always connected with wearing an ugly hat to stay warm. And a lot of tears. Hey dad? Crying and cycling doesn't mix.
Holy hell, those events are going to take a couple of weekend retreat workshops to get over.
[&hearts]i drew this funny lil' picture for my sister, she has always loved walruses
And who doesn't love a walrus. They are just great big filthy sacks of innards, waitin' to pat you on the back with their flipper and gore you with their toofs. TOOFS! Fucking jerks.
[&hearts]SNL is a goddam repeat! Again? I give up. Surely there is a CSI episode on somewhere, or maybe a screaming baby show.
Some random pictures from late:
me smooching on my friend's dog, Kitty LaMew
Me letting a dirty sticky ten year old play with my camera
I don't know how I ended up on the side of an origami pangolin?
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coray:
you're awesome... thanks.... ya, I just got home, or my new home... I'll fill you in on details later, I'm going to eat then watch a movie and wind down.... I'll be online tomororrowow... g'night 
trocar:
As much as I would love to serve the devious and delicious, i just can't find the energy. So many little changes have been affected in my life that even now I'm having a difficult time decyphering how they amount to big ones. 