Life and All That Pertains to It; Philosophized
Dec. 20th, 2007
Dec. 16th, 2007
Sep. 16th, 2007
They are lurking around again...slowly creeping up to my windowed doors. They are looking in without shame, staring at the contents of my home, gazing at me with unblinking eyes. Slowly they turn as they pass by, only to wait...they wait for the movement they know will come. As soon as I twitch, they turn their heads back toward me...looking, demanding, invading my space with their gazes. Darn Lurking Turkeys. I am not going to feed you. You are wild. Go find your own food! Cracked corn does not simply spontaneously generate on my carpet. Shoo!
Nov. 28th, 2006
Taken from shawk
12:22 am - The human element
Nov. 16th, 2006
12:44 am - Such a smudgy girl.
This year I've been busy!
In September I stole shawk's purse (-30 points). Last Thursday I pulled dragonimp's hair (-5 points). Last Wednesday I pushed alligatorandme in the mud (-17 points). Last Sunday I gave mirandastark a Dutch Oven (-10 points). Last Monday I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points).
Overall, I've been naughty (-61 points). For Christmas I deserve a lump of coal!
I have to say, I did enjoy Brussel Sprouts on Monday and I totally think they were worth more than one point! Yummy.
When I was 10 years old, I got my first pet. It wasn't the first pet our family ever had, it was the first pet that I was responsible for. She was a Siamese mix and I named her Buttons. She had a sister that became my mother's pet, named Maitai. They were about 5 months when we got them. They had the softest, plushest short fur. They growled while chewing their food if the food dishes were placed to close together and would smack each other down while eating. They loved playing slinky on the stairs. Both kittens used to sleep on me. Their favorite spot was my neck, which became problematic when they got older and heavier.
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Nov. 13th, 2006
01:29 am - Icky, smelly, oily, residue
There are few things that I totally despise...one is the smell of fish on my hands. Neither soap, nor salt, nor lemon juice nor lemon rind nor anything else that will not disolve my own flesh seems to get the smell out. I was poking a fish oil capsule for my cat and it exploded into my hand. Yuck.
Nov. 10th, 2006
08:49 pm - Let sleeping babes lie.
HAHA! Morgan fell asleep on the living room floor with his hand on a plate of mostly eaten quesadilla. I removed the food and left him there for a little bit because sometimes he wakes right up...Well, he just stood up now, cried out, looked at me and mumbled something and then threw himself onto the little couch/chaise lounge. He has since fallen asleep there, his head and chest on the lounge, his toes barely touching the floor and his knees pressed into the couch.
Oct. 9th, 2006
Guess I shine...one 9th of the time. *wink*
|How to make a kianacao|
1 part success
5 parts brilliance
3 parts ego
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add caring to taste! Do not overindulge!
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