aceofkittens: (cliff house)
...After an appalling journey, during which our luggage was lost not once, but twice.

Actually, not really. The drive was actually all right, best time in a long time. But Chip did not fare well. He threw up his valium and then when we got in, he was very aggro. :( And his blood sugar was not good. Sigh. He was growling and hissing at Kesha and us.

Two blissful weeks in SF stretch out before me! Hooray.

So. Drinks at the Orbit Room on Tuesday night. And maybe also Monday night. :)
aceofkittens: (mustard)
I had a great weekend, just awesome. I went to one of the best weddings ever, and then got to plant vegetables with my mom. However, it was not without its mishaps.

Stupidity on the way there )

Stupidity on the way back )

Chip update: he is still limping and he now has extreme intestinal distress, possibly due to the steroid. We got him a medication that will hopefully stop this. I started reading the insert, and this is what it said:

Metronidazole makes it very difficult for the body to process alcohols. You should tell your veterinarian about any liquid medications that you give your pet and not allow your pet to ingest any alcoholic drinks while on this medication.

Well, damn. So much for those vodka shots Chip and I were going to do later tonight.
aceofkittens: (vodka cat)

Oh yeah, it was quite the reminder. Re-integrating into the real world is difficult. Knowing I won't be back up to SF until Xmas is also difficult.

Communist Monkey is thirsty.
aceofkittens: (cliff house)

Your Score: True Bay Area Native

You scored 17!

16-18 correct - You're a true Bay Area native - and you even got some of the EXTRA CREDIT questions! Impressive. Feel free to look down on Los Angeles with pride. (You probably already do.)

Link: The SF Bay Area Native Test written by miata_girl on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

I know which one I got wrong, but damned if I know the right answer. :)
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I just rolled back into LA after a stealth weekend in SF to bring my boys home. It is hot hot hot here. :( BUT there was an amazing gift waiting for me from [ profile] _stillsong_ — an incredible green cape that I will wear at Burning Man.

For which I should probably put in my vacation request.

THANK YOU, [ profile] _stillsong_ ♥ ♥

Anyway, the weekend was great, if all too short, I didn't see everyone I wanted to, and I was rip-roaring drunk a lot. Now, the reality of going back to work tomorrow rears its ugly head.


Dec. 29th, 2005 02:03 am
aceofkittens: (hmm)
Sadly, I am not inspired to post about anything. There's not a lot of internet access here right now and I'm spending my time huddled under blankets (business as usual). I've been hanging out with some cool cats and drinking my liver into a stupor (business as usual). Making plans is difficult and complicated (business as usual).

In an exciting twist, I've broken out something fierce (yay, facial blemishes!) and haven't bought most of my NYE gifts either. You may just be getting a big smile from me as your gift this holiday season.

Well, I wish I had some kind of intriguing "year's end" thought process, but I don't. I plan to make the same resolution as always: to floss.
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One of these days, I'll actually post the giant 4 page entry about my recent exploits.

Until that time, here's a picture of me from a few weeks ago in my natural state. Enjoy!

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I think that I'm probably burning something like 2000 calories a day just to stay alive in this cold house. My mom has turned over a new leaf about turning on the heat, but it's still damn cold as soon as the heat is turned off. I met with one of the cats over by a heating vent earlier and we sat there warming our butts in companiable silence.

That color code quiz. )

I was asked by a friend what I'd like to get for Xmas. I told her that what I want most is money. Now I have to amend it to: "Money with which to upgrade the laptop so that it doesn't crash out on me when I take a stupid quiz like that one above.

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...and the screaming that filled my head all day..

I'm listening to a mix tape someone made me a long time ago. Actually, it wasn't all that long ago, but it seems like it. It was just before burning CDs really took off, so in a way, I suppose it was back in the Dark Ages. Anyway, that's a line from a song on that tape.

Why I'm annoyed right now! )

The weekend's hair disaster )

Last night, the boy cats slept with me. One was on top of the covers, and the other burrowed his way in under the covers into the same spot. It was nice.
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For some unknown reason, I decided to forego the Comtrex and drank a huge diet Coke, so I can't get to sleep and am drowning in my own snot. However, I do feel better than I did last night, so by next year, I should be just peachy.

It being the middle of the night, it's time for some old-fashioned contemplative rambling.

I have a friend who doesn't like to give/receive presents to/from friends. They just never got into that with his friends, apparently. On Zargon XV where he's from. (I know you're reading, alien freak, and you're still getting one, though you don't deserve it!) On the one hand, this seems odd to me, as we always gave gifts in my group of friends. On the other hand, it saves money and helps avoid those awkward moments when your casual acquaintance gives you a hardback novel by an author you don't like and you sneak down to the bookstore to trade it in for cheap booze and cigarettes.

I haven't done any shopping for presents. My mom's been hounding me about "what I want" for New Years (which is when we exchange gifts, and this is why), and I always say, "Nothing." When your realize (after following the link) that Russians call our Santa "Dead Morose," it won't be so shocking. Will it.

The thing is, though, "Nothing" is what I always say. I feel like I don't really want anything. Ever. All of my desires/wants/needs have been a flatline for so long. I don't want anything. I don't know really what I want. I don't know how to ask for it. I'm so terrified of being rejected about whatever it is, I'll make my request into a joke to cushion that blow of possible rejection. Then, no one takes it seriously.

I have to stop that shiznit. So, here's my list of things (I think) I really want, as of 3:30 a.m. on 12/27/02. )

I feel sleepy! Can it be time for an installment of "The whales have giant teeth?"
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This sudden resurgence in LJ posts -- what could it mean?

Well, for one, I'm sick, and want to grouse about it. Toward evening, I feel yuckier. I slept these last few hours. I don't remember the dreams though. Probably a good thing, all things considered.

The girl cats keep fighting. Why can't they all just get along? How soon before someone pees on my stuff?

I'm very cranky and feeling very apathetic about everything, especially the game. I don't really want to do anything on there. I've spent (wasted?) so much time on that puppy. What do I get from it? Aggravation? Frustration?

Ah well. Let's see how tonight's mix of booze & Comtrex fares inside my belly!

Long day

Dec. 25th, 2002 03:34 pm
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It's beginning to feel a lot like every winter I've spent in the Bay Area: days marked by lots of snot, nights marked by horrifying dreams induced by flu/cold medication.

I hate being sick. I hate feeling like my head's going to possibly fall off any minute. My teeth/sinuses are not happy campers. I hate being sick and cold (though I hate being sick and hot even more).

I woke up probably 5 times last night, trying to escape my crazy dreams. Each time, I'd go back to sleep and the dream would get even crazier. The part about the whales with the giant teeth seemed like a picnic after I was being chased by homicidal mafia members in Africa. Did I mention the marsh full of glow-in-the-dark statues?

I hope this goes away by the weekend. I really really do.
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The house is now being heated... oh bliss, as I stand in front of the vent. Bliss, bliss, bliss.

Last night, I dared to leave the door to my room open. The cat that pisses all over my stuff has been very conciliatory lately, so I was hoping that perhaps I could get one of the cats as a portable hot water bottle substitute.

All four cats slept on me all night long. My mom says they are "traitors" and is threatening to get rid of them all and get a dog. They all just smile inscrutably in the manner of cats when they hear these threats.

Beloved traitors! Of course, I'm all stiff this morning, because this bed really isn't big enough for so many people.
aceofkittens: (Default)
I haven't updated in a long time. Why? Well, Rhett Miller says it best:

I've been down, I've been down too far to care -
I keep getting in my car but I'm not going anywhere.
And I've been had, well at least that's how it looks -
And it's not funny like on TV and it's not smart like it is in books.

It's nice to be home even though it's so frigging cold in this house that I'm already sick after being back less than a week. I know that central heating costs a lot, but I also don't think it's normal for it to be 49 degrees inside your house! No, I'm sorry, I don't think I should be wearing my coat and hat and gloves inside. It's just wrong.

Today was really busy, yet time seemed to really be passing rather slowly all day. Part of it may be the drugs (kidding!). Part of it may be that I'm not feeling well, so everything's dragging. I'm just hoping that the massive amounts of soup and tea are going to cure me, because I don't want to spend my entire time up here sick.

Sleep now.
aceofkittens: (Default)
So, last night, I totally freaked out, because I heard these weird noises out in the yard that sounded like someone was out there, moving around. I know logically that it was probably raccoons or the wind, but I was paralyzed with fear. I could hear the footsteps... a sigh. Someone's in the yard, I'm home alone, it's a big empty house... *creak* *crunch* *sigh*

Luckily, I am not a character in a horror film, so instead of "going downstairs to check it out," I locked the downstairs off and hid under the blankets.

I have this pathological fear of the garage. There's no reason for it; it's not even all that dark or creepy. It's just a big garage. I'm supposed to go get the laundry, and there's no reason I shouldn't. There's nothing down there.

Ah well, the laundry can rot!

Everyone should see a movie called Haiku Tunnel -- it's so funny!


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