so... just drove the husband to work. no car accident. everytime i drive to factory/truck/dockside central i fuckin freak out. trucks drive to their own law down there - four lanes and they'll just pull out in front and drive at 40k's... there must be this truck driving asshole school.
a friend pointed out to me that i say 'asshole' a lot instead of 'arsehole'. i told him that i used to correct the husband but i gave up while living in the states. it's hard to be going against that grain. also i think asshole sounds less offensive.
so lately i've been thinking about buying a house or something. so weird. i don't think i really want to buy a house but who knows - maybe i do? or maybe just a valley unit or something. it'd be fucking weird not renting. i'm 25 this year so it'll be 9 years of renting/share housing. that's a long time... it's weird to think i'm not 16 anymore.
so i'm changing my degree - i think. ba of arts with a art history major. it's what i always wanted anyway. actually i'd prefer it to be a degree in fine arts - art history major but i got to do it online and the titles are limited. i like the study online thing. i just don't like the subject i just attempted.
shamus is the cutest cat. he's loving the cold change. LOVING it. i think it makes him feel good that his fur is for something. during summer he looked like he was going to die. poor baby. i wanted to get him shaved and i think i'll do it next summer for the poor bastard. shamus likes bird noises. even crows. if you make bird noises at him he purrs into a little blinking fur ball.
i want a digital slr. anyone want to give me one?
i miss my american family a lot. i haven't talked to my sis-in-law in awhile and so much is changing but for the good. i think she'll be moving back to alaska. andy talked to his ex-gf on the weekend. i think he was pretty stoked about it.
i wanted to go to zombie walk but andy was having an anti-social disorder this weekend. i understand i'm like that for most of my life.
i wish we were all cats but like with human personalities and abilities. you know like the dogs playing pool painting but like we're all cats. i always want to put clothes on my cat. he looks cute in bows - but he also looks in pain - like "why?" on his face.
umm... and that's it again. that's all i got.
a friend pointed out to me that i say 'asshole' a lot instead of 'arsehole'. i told him that i used to correct the husband but i gave up while living in the states. it's hard to be going against that grain. also i think asshole sounds less offensive.
so lately i've been thinking about buying a house or something. so weird. i don't think i really want to buy a house but who knows - maybe i do? or maybe just a valley unit or something. it'd be fucking weird not renting. i'm 25 this year so it'll be 9 years of renting/share housing. that's a long time... it's weird to think i'm not 16 anymore.
so i'm changing my degree - i think. ba of arts with a art history major. it's what i always wanted anyway. actually i'd prefer it to be a degree in fine arts - art history major but i got to do it online and the titles are limited. i like the study online thing. i just don't like the subject i just attempted.
shamus is the cutest cat. he's loving the cold change. LOVING it. i think it makes him feel good that his fur is for something. during summer he looked like he was going to die. poor baby. i wanted to get him shaved and i think i'll do it next summer for the poor bastard. shamus likes bird noises. even crows. if you make bird noises at him he purrs into a little blinking fur ball.
i want a digital slr. anyone want to give me one?
i miss my american family a lot. i haven't talked to my sis-in-law in awhile and so much is changing but for the good. i think she'll be moving back to alaska. andy talked to his ex-gf on the weekend. i think he was pretty stoked about it.
i wanted to go to zombie walk but andy was having an anti-social disorder this weekend. i understand i'm like that for most of my life.
i wish we were all cats but like with human personalities and abilities. you know like the dogs playing pool painting but like we're all cats. i always want to put clothes on my cat. he looks cute in bows - but he also looks in pain - like "why?" on his face.
umm... and that's it again. that's all i got.
mandy:
are you going to the 'stitches and craft' at the convention centre show when its on? i usually go to that each year.