Haha, I'm such a dork I just keep getting more and more photos of my cats and myself... I need more local friends, ones who'll let me take pics of the stupid stuff we do.
I also need to find a place and the money to take some sort of dancing lessons. I want to be able to dance so badly! I need to find local places to learn to dance... I don't worry too much about the type, although I really want to learn swing dancing or belly dancing... I love the older dances, although being able to gyrate my hips like mad would be awesome too, I suppose. But I need to find classes for other stuff, too... or activities I can get involved in... more on that when I'm not exhausted!
My cat Izzy was in this bag my mom was using to recycle paper from magazines after she cuts out the articles she wants:
Also, she's been drinking out of my toilet lately...so now I have to remember to leave the lid down or she'll drown herself one of these days... plus it's gross.
Actually, I have a window right above my toilet and lately she's taken to sitting up there (which I hate, she paws at the blinds but I can't put them up because my mom bitches about heating costs). I heard this big crash earlier today and thumping and stuff and I assumed it was Figaro as he'd just gone upstairs... I got upstairs and found water splattered all over my bathroom floor, but the toilet seat lid was down which it hadn't been when I'd gone downstairs... I think she fell in, the lid fell on her, and then she got out and got water everywhere... she is so dumb.
And Bamboo is still in love with my dresser drawers... today it was the sock drawer:
Yes, that is a Sailor Moon coin box... try not to be too jealous!
Figaro is still crazy, but I love him...except when he pees on my stuff or vomits or won't shut up at 7am when I'm still trying to sleep:
I am in love with this photo because of my expression, man I'm a dork.
I tried curling my hair again, but you can't really see... I need to learn how to curl hair!
I think I can just barely tell that I've lost some weight since the last time I was actively a cam-whore.
I got a really awkward call from an internet friend... might never see him online again... very strange reason which I won't go into as it's his business... but it was just so awkward.
I got to talk to Rob today, yay Rob. Tomorrow he should have his phone fixed... yay working phone.
I have to close tomorrow, I don't look forward to it as I have no clue how to close... what to do... they haven't even talked to me about my benefits... and I'll be doing it alone. I also don't want to work past 10 and I'll be working 'til 11. At least I'm making better money, and when I get paid it'll be awesome as I have car insurance coming up, phone bills, school loans and I need to get some money so I can register for spring classes.
Is it bad when your friend calls an intervention on your watching Hairspray?
And now for bed, but first... a ridiculous amount of extra photos of me from the same time as some of the previously posted ones.. I have nothing better to do! Leave me alone!
I also need to find a place and the money to take some sort of dancing lessons. I want to be able to dance so badly! I need to find local places to learn to dance... I don't worry too much about the type, although I really want to learn swing dancing or belly dancing... I love the older dances, although being able to gyrate my hips like mad would be awesome too, I suppose. But I need to find classes for other stuff, too... or activities I can get involved in... more on that when I'm not exhausted!
My cat Izzy was in this bag my mom was using to recycle paper from magazines after she cuts out the articles she wants:
Also, she's been drinking out of my toilet lately...so now I have to remember to leave the lid down or she'll drown herself one of these days... plus it's gross.
Actually, I have a window right above my toilet and lately she's taken to sitting up there (which I hate, she paws at the blinds but I can't put them up because my mom bitches about heating costs). I heard this big crash earlier today and thumping and stuff and I assumed it was Figaro as he'd just gone upstairs... I got upstairs and found water splattered all over my bathroom floor, but the toilet seat lid was down which it hadn't been when I'd gone downstairs... I think she fell in, the lid fell on her, and then she got out and got water everywhere... she is so dumb.
And Bamboo is still in love with my dresser drawers... today it was the sock drawer:
Yes, that is a Sailor Moon coin box... try not to be too jealous!
Figaro is still crazy, but I love him...except when he pees on my stuff or vomits or won't shut up at 7am when I'm still trying to sleep:
I am in love with this photo because of my expression, man I'm a dork.
I tried curling my hair again, but you can't really see... I need to learn how to curl hair!
I think I can just barely tell that I've lost some weight since the last time I was actively a cam-whore.
I got a really awkward call from an internet friend... might never see him online again... very strange reason which I won't go into as it's his business... but it was just so awkward.
I got to talk to Rob today, yay Rob. Tomorrow he should have his phone fixed... yay working phone.
I have to close tomorrow, I don't look forward to it as I have no clue how to close... what to do... they haven't even talked to me about my benefits... and I'll be doing it alone. I also don't want to work past 10 and I'll be working 'til 11. At least I'm making better money, and when I get paid it'll be awesome as I have car insurance coming up, phone bills, school loans and I need to get some money so I can register for spring classes.
Is it bad when your friend calls an intervention on your watching Hairspray?
And now for bed, but first... a ridiculous amount of extra photos of me from the same time as some of the previously posted ones.. I have nothing better to do! Leave me alone!