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Forget Everything And Remember
 

Week from hell

I feel the need to detail everything that's gone wrong this week. Perhaps it will help to get it out.   Monday: Cat started bleeding from her vagina. We took her to the vet, where we found out she needed an emergency c-section. Aside from the obvious stress from the thought that my cat might die, there was also the stress from the fact that it cost almost $400 when we had approximately $6 in the bank. We had to run $200 through as a credit and pray it didn't hit until Saturday, then write a post-dated check for Saturday for the rest. One kitten of the two left in her survived, plus the one she had had normally on Saturday. Total: two kittens.   Also got a phone call from my son's school; he had an asthma attack.   Husband called off from work because the car was acting weird.   Tuesday: Had my first ultrasound. That was cool. But the kitten born on Monday by c-section died, despite lots of loving care and quite a bit of panic. She now resides in our freezer, waiting to be enbalmed and mummified. (Yes. I am mummifying the kitten. With the help of my husband and best friend. It comforts me.)   Another phone call from the school; another asthma attack.   Wednesday: A friend was dismayed that plans we'd made long ago, before I found out I was pregnant, before we decided we needed a house, were changed, even though circumstances have radically changed since then. Said friend tried to push me into going by making promises about paying for me, despite lack of followthrough on at least two other promises, and didn't understand why I was reluctant to accept.   Another call from the school; kidling smelled like cat pee because he does not shower regularly nor hang up his school clothes.   Also, husband took in the car to find out why it's been acting weird and found out that both rear boots were rusted to uselessness, we've effectively had NO brakes approximately since we bought the car, and the master cylinder needed replacing. One of the boots shattered when the car was being inspected, and thus HAD to be replaced. They cut him a bit of a deal, but that was another $250 we had to charge.   Thursday: Psych appointment. Also husband calling off from work again to take the car in so the master cylinder could be replaced. Also called off kidling from school to take him to the doctor.   My appointment was at 11:30, half an hour away. Turns out they were waiting to get the part, and it would be in at 10 am at the earliest. Thus, they would be done with the car at 1 pm at the earliest. The earliest I could reschedule for was next Thursday. That would not work.   The CarX guy.... loaned my husband the store van. We got there late, but the psych still saw us. Yay! She is very good and I feel safe in her metaphorical hands. Dr. Vijay. She doesn't prescribe antidepressants during the first trimester, but I see her again in a month. In the meantime, I have an appointment with a therapist next week. I'm looking forward to it; that should help, at least some.   When we went back to CarX, we waited what seemed like forever, because when they bled the brake lines, one shattered, plus one of the taillights shattered as well. Or something like that. In any case, a bunch of things went wrong that made it take forever. But we finally got the car back... only to find it ran weird still. But we could stop!!   Took kidling to the doctor, waited forever, witnessed a woman who seemed like a stereotypical lesbian and/or redneck (the bad stereotypes, unfortunately, including bad mullet) having an attitude and preparing to throw a fit. That was fun. But we got prescriptions for the kidling.   Today: I got woken up by a call from the ob, which I accidentally hung up on because the cordless phone needs a new battery. When I called back, I found out I am not allowed to have sex for at least a month because he saw implantation bleeding on my ultrasound. So in a month I get to go back and have another ultrasound.   Also figured out that I don't have enough energy to deal with my life, much less any of my friends' lives, so I seem destined to either piss them off or fall by the wayside in their lives.   Got the kidling's medications, at $60 total for 3 of them. When we have less than nothing in the bank. So that's more stress.     ....... can I have a day or two to catch my breath, please?
Kitrona

Kitrona

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snowfox090's Blag
 

Schroedinger's Lick It Again

Names have been changed to protect the possibly guilty.   So I have this friend. Let's call this friend Jane.   Jane told me that she was going to order Lick It Again and send it to me for Yule, because I'd been really wanting a bottle of it. I told her that she absolutely did not have to do this, but she insisted. She also said she was throwing some other imps and such in the package, but the main thing was the LIA.   It's been two months since then. She told me she mailed the package a little over two weeks ago, and to notify her if it hadn't gotten there in a week. The week passed--no package. I told her as she asked; two days later she told me she'd gone to the post office, and found out that it had gotten mixed up with a bunch of packages a man had brought in all at once the same day, but wanted mailed out at different times (?). She also said they sorted it out and mailed the package that same day.   It's been another week, and the package still isn't here. She doesn't live very far away from me (she's closer than the Lab, and those packages normally get here in two days flat). In that week I've found out that she has a history of making promises and not keeping them, like promising another friend she'd buy her a bigger bed, then dropping the subject for 4-5 months until said friend gave up and bought the bed herself. I would still adore her if she hadn't promised to get me anything at all, but the fact that she said she would, and now my chance to buy LIA myself is gone, is really bugging me. I'm beginning to wonder if she actually bought it at all, or is just lying her ass off and trying to look generous without actually doing anything.   So I guess my question is this: How long should I wait before deciding that the bottle of LIA doesn't exist? And if it gets to that point, how do I put out an ISO offering a specific LE bottle in exchange for it?   Grrr. I dislike being yanked around.
snowfox090

snowfox090

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giant squid!
 

a quiet evening

Yes, the title says it all. It has been a quiet evening. Full of mundane activities such as doing laundry, cleaning, and practicing the piece I have to play in rehearsal tomorrow. I talked to the bf for a while, but there was not much to say since both of our lives have been on the mundane side this past week.   I really miss my social life. I don't know what happened to me, but I am seriously being a recluse. Well, not entirely, but my social life has been dramatically reduced from what it was in California. (i.e. from at least a few nights a week and coffee with someone almost every day to going out once or twice a week and nothing else) Perhaps it is the language barrier? But I think not. It's just lately when I have been given a choice in my mind of staying at home or going out I find that I prefer my comfy apartment and my dog to going out. But then I feel lonely. Oh, the catch 22! I think I would want to go out more if I knew that there was at least one person that I related to in the damn city, but so far I haven't found them. I don't know how I would find them.   So I suppose I have resigned myself to the fact that these years here are years to work and nothing else. I can resume my social butterfly-ness for when I go home. Or for when I travel to visit friends in Switzerland or Germany (but really I don't have the money to do that often). This depresses me, but not as much now as it did when I first arrived.   In other news, I have been really pining over the idea of getting dreadlocks. However, I think the folks at the conservatoire would shit a brick if I came into school with them. The tattoos are enough weirdness for them, I don't need to make my life worse, I suppose (sad but true ). I decided that when I am done here I perhaps will reward myself with dreads. By that time my hair should be long, anyhow. I don't think my bf would appreciate the dreads, but hey, I have never been one to cater to significant others as far as looks are concerned.   So that is all. I better go finish sorting my socks, it's getting late and I would like to meditate before I go to bed...
euterpe414

euterpe414

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Birdsongs
 

The state of things

I've been turning to my paper journal lately more than my blogs, because it seems like all I have in my head is inchoate gloominess and blah-blah-I-miss-my-Jason-even-though-he-sucks. I bore me, why bore everyone else? But also, when I write in my paper journal, I get to use my two fountain pens, and that always cheers me up some by itself.   Things have actually been getting a little better. At work things haven't changed too much yet - we've started telling customers the store is closing, and most of them want to know when stuff goes on sale (not till the 11th). A fair number also seem sad - the regulars, the people who were so happy to have a bookstore in their neighborhood. Apparently Richardson is not meant to have a convenient bookstore, because they all close due to lack of money-making. Coworkers are all figuring out who's transferring where. I've started seriously thinking about moving to Boise & living near my sister & niece. My friends have offered me places to stay for a few months so I can get out of the house with Jason (complicated a bit by my adorable but overly-furry and accident prone dog) & suggested I pass my resume on to them. I need to make one now - it's like writing papers when I was in college, I seem to have this weird mental block. But it's got to be done, and I will do it this afternoon! *determined face*
spanishviolet

spanishviolet

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Korshka's BPAL Ramblings
 

I'm getting married!

I'm getting married!!! *bounces*   *calms herself* Now that I got that out...Last night was absolutely wonderful! Last week for our anniversary, Mr Man and I decided that we needed to do many more date nights, so we planned on for this week (last night). He said that he wanted it to be romantic b/c he didn't feel our anniversary had been good enough - and I bought it.   We went out to dinner at Bonefish. It was very nice and date-like. (I was still clueless.) I knew something was planned for after dinner, but I had no idea what. As we left the restaurant, he said he had to get my opinion on something. He asked if I was willing to do something mildly illegal that required some walking. O.o I said that I was willing to do it.   We drove down to the beach and parked at the Sheraton Resort. We walked down to the beach and then over onto Sand Key Park (it's closed after dark). He had everything. He laid out a nice blanket and use these nice big candles to hold down the corners. We had a radio tuned to the jazz station. He pulled out a bottle of champagne, and we had a toast to us. Then he got down on one knee in front of me and pulled out the ring. Eeee. He told me all that mushy wonderful stuff =) and asked me to marry him.   The rest of the night we talked about each other, how much we loved the other, all the wonderful things thought about each other, and more romantic/lovey-dovey things. We joked around some too. As we were going through everything, I kept counting in my head each time I started crying. I was like one of those Scrubs mental moments with a number ticker at the bottom of the screen. By the end of the night I was up 11. I told Mr Man about it around 6 - he got a kick out of that.   It was just a perfect night. Weeeee....I'm so floaty today. There is no way I'm going to get work done... :joy:
korshka

korshka

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Femme_Fatale's Blog
 

Scherezade

OK, I've been having bad luck with just about anything that isn't aquatic or tropical. Most spicey muck scent are going straight to funky incense.   But not this! This is definately a sensual scent, all spice and musk. It does take on a slightly powdery scent on me, but not at all in a bad way. I love it!
femmefatale

femmefatale

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Review Round-up!
 

Black Moon

In the bottle: A sweet hint of pear, something a little perfumey (jasmine?), and the faintest touch of dustiness I always seem to get from orchid notes.   On wet: Peaceful, soft, watery - a lovely, mild scent so far.   Drydown: Still soft and sweet, but with a more pronounced perfumey edge. I'm able to smell the fruit (or perhaps it's the lotus?), what I'm thinking is the mottia attar, and the crystal musk underneath. No distinct hint of cucumber (though I believe it's contributing to that watery vibe), the orchid is either gone or smothered under the other florals, and I'm not familiar enough with the other listed notes to be able to pick them out specifically.   Overall: When I closed my eyes to dissect this blend, I was immediately assaulted by some of the most vivid images any BPAL blend has evoked to date: An ornate outdoor bathing grotto filled with cool water, generous handfuls of fragrant, exotic flower petals floating on its surface, a mild breeze - faintly scented with the sweetness of recent rain and growing things - raising gooseflesh when it brushes up against naked skin, a blue-black sky overhead. I can envision a fey queen or nature-loving goddess bathing here, floating on her back, eyes closed, long hair fanning out behind her, soothed by her surroundings, completely at peace...   I honestly didn't think I'd like this scent - too many floral notes, too much potential for aquatic mayhem (I can't seem to pull off watery schtuff), and while pear/cucumber-type scents are pleasing, I don't often find myself reaching for them - not with so many spicy/creamy/sexy combinations available. Now that I've actually *tried* it, though (instead of just sniffing the bottle's contents, promising to try it soon, then passing it over in favour of something else), I can't believe how incredibly pretty it is. Pretty AND wearable! It's got this softness to it that sort of mutes all the potentially louder components - almost as if each note went blurry at the edges and was bleeding into one another - like a watercolour painting.   An evening, special occasion, or spring/early summer fragrance (for me, anyway), and an impressive 4.5/5. Gorgeous.
furygrrl

furygrrl

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RogueFeenix's Blog
 

birthdays and being sick.

I think my niece's got me sick. They have been sick for 2 days.   It seems like I keep getting sick. I know stress lowers your immune system and I have been stressed so it makes sense, but damn it I hate feeling like crap.   I woke up this morning with a sore throat and it never really went away. I'm stopped up some..thankfully that hasn't gotten any worse. And my head is doing the floating balloon thing when your sinuses get stopped up.   Other than that things are doing good. Spending time with family and friends is good.   And I'm so glad it's the weekend. We are celebrating my dad's birthday Saturday and I'm making the birthday cake. German chocolate cake from scratch. First time I have made it for my family. Hope my dad likes it.
RogueFeenix

RogueFeenix

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snowfox090's Blag
 

*poke*

Um... hi. *fidget* I got sick of spamming the Get Personal forum, so now I'm spamming the blog island instead. Expect angst. Lots of angst. And random. And, very occasionally, the weirdest most f***ed-up crap ever, which I'm told mostly makes up for the whining.   ...oh gods this is scary.
snowfox090

snowfox090

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Is Anybody Out There?
 

On dieting and ATC's

First, before I forget: You all must sign up for SevenSins' Artist Trading Card swap. If you don't know what they are, check out the first post in that thread (it's in the circular swap area) because she has some great links. They're essentially artistic baseball/magic/trading cards. It seems like a fun way to let off some creative steam and I already have some ideas! Inky, I'm looking at you! Not to single anyone out or anything. Ahem.   Moving on: I'm dieting. With chocolate. (That reminds me of the nutrisystem commercial- "Any diet that allows me to eat chocolate every day is a diet for me!" I watch too much TV, heh.) I'm going to fast a couple of days a month with tea and water on those days. The rest of the days, I'm going to eat stuff that's high in fiber, and my meals are going to be primarily cereal, supplimented by vegetables, fruits, and other snacky things. There is NO reason I can't do this. Plus, that Special K cereal with chocolate in it totally works for me. Does that sound like a good plan?   I'm also going to be looking for this awesome yoga/pilates dvd that I borrowed from netflix and can't remember what it was anymore. It wasn't yoga or pilates, but it drew on both, and dance and martial arts and other movement forms, and it really worked for me. It was something like, "Pilates: Target Specific" because it had workouts that would focus on different areas of the body. And! Wal-mart has one of those sit-up roller things for $15 that I'm going to have to splurge on.   Finally, I'm going to start writing affirmations (as per the "creating your own reality" thread) on index cards and keeping them in a box. I don't know if it works, but it can't hurt to try.
smallvoice

smallvoice

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Femme_Fatale's Blog
 

Kumari Kandam, The Phantom Islands

At first it is such a sharp ozoney aquatic that I had to hold my wrists down to keep from getting a headache. As it dries though, the sharpness fades quite a bit (though it's still there a bit more on my left wrist) and starts to sweeten and a hint of saltiness comes out. It reminds me of something I can't quite place, but it's comforting. I think it would also smell wonderful on dh.
femmefatale

femmefatale

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Sourball Ho!
 

Slow-motion week

Ugh, it’s only Thursday? I’m dragging this week. We went out with my cousin and his friend last night to watch the Mavs game, and I think I drank too much Guinness. No, I know I drank too much Guinness But it’s so good! It came to the table with a little shamrock on top, like the more talented baristas can put a creamy heart on top of your coffee. Cousin’s Friend had a picture in his cell phone of a coffee he ordered in Santa Barbara with a big smiling cat face on top, which was really impressive.   I’m distracted by online shopping the past couple of days. I placed a Possets order on Tuesday for a few of the new LEs: Kitty Cupidon, Haute Love and Silver Roses. Wednesday was incense and a few perfume samples from feMaledictions, and I finally placed an order to try some Fred Soll incense. I’m also eyeballing the 4 Fat Cats Wax Works update, as I’ve ordered from Holly previously and really liked her tarts -- strongly scented and no dye. Last week I received an order from My Lady’s Chamber for more incense, and I can barely close my incense drawer as it is, so why am I ordering more? Is my house subliminally stinky?   I just love coming home after work and lighting candles and incense, and on Saturdays as I’m doing chores having simmering oil or a tart burning. It must be a nesting thing. I guess I’m making up for lost time too, as the end of 2006 was money-stressy since I didn’t know where/when I would be working. It’s not like any one purchase is terribly expensive, but these buying flurries are obviously something I need to get out of my system. Once I get a few new things in the mail to play with, I should be fine. Yeah
dawndie

dawndie

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Do you have a flag?
 

Politics.

One thing I hardly ever talk about is politics. I'm not the type of person who likes to get involved in endless debates between groups of people who will never agree, and all the name-calling and finger-pointing depresses me a lot. I've learned to keep my mouth shut about these things at family functions because both my family and my husband's are Republican and devoutly Catholic. There are certainly aspects of their views that I respect -- they're not fanatics, and they're not ill-informed. They just have different priorities and principles than I have. They don't preach their views at me, and I give them the same courtesy. I'm pretty comfy in this setup. Live and let live, as it were.   I'm not a demonstrator, a protestor, or an activist. I write letters and emails, and occasionally I give a little bit of money, but in general I stay away from public rallies and things of that nature.   So! Lil' ol' politics-shy filigree_shadow received an email from Barack Obama's exploratory committee a few minutes ago suggesting that I might be interested in attending an event in Springfield, IL, on Saturday morning. They say he will be making an announcement concerning his presidential campaign. I can only guess, judging by the list of locations currently on his tour schedule (Iowa next, and then New Hampshire), that he will, in fact, be announcing that he definitely is going to run.   For the first time in my life, I actually want to go to an event like this. Springfield is about three hours away by car. I have no plans for Saturday. The only thing stopping me from going is possibly inclement weather.   I've never heard Obama speak in public, and I'd like to. Of course, there's also an Obama Rally in Chicago on Sunday afternoon, which is much closer to me, so perhaps I should just go to that.   Still, I'd kinda like to go to the Springfield announcement. It could end up being an historical event.
filigree_shadow

filigree_shadow

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Forget Everything And Remember
 

Hooray.

Radio silence on channel Kitrona for a while. Too much going on, not enough energy to deal with it and still manage to be tactful.   Saturn return can stop fucking with my life now, plskthx.
Kitrona

Kitrona

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giant squid!
 

silly me

I lose at this blogging thing!   I forgot yesterday that I needed to select "publish" instead of "draft". Anyhow, not much to say today, except a funny little story from Los Angeles...   My friend Lewis played a concert with sound artist Toshi Nakamura. Of course, or so he said, everything went well. As the applause went on after their set, a man stood up in the audience and began to yell. He yelled about how what just happened wasn't music, and that he was disgusted that he had paid money to go to this concert. And that, as Lewis said, was how he knew that he had played a good concert. I must agree with him, although I don't know whether or not I would have enjoyed his performance. Probably. Anyhow, I am really glad to know that there was a concert that happened that garnered such a strong reaction, be it positive or negative. Too often I feel that people go to concerts for the sake of appearances or obligation and really don't pay attention to what is happening. Also, and better still, it could have also been due to the fact that something innovative and interesting happened that people couldn't yet analyze. Often times I have seen this sort of thing cause people to shut down and just call it "bad" or "not music". Anyhow, I hope it was a little bit of both.   On a completely different note, I hope it snows tonight or tomorrow. Snow is much prettier and more manageable that sleet or freezing rain, which is what is has been doing here for, oh, the past week. I say this because I no longer have to drive The snow is pretty and I haven't seen it in so long.
euterpe414

euterpe414

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giant squid!
 

(first post...?)

So...this is my first blog post ever. I am not quite sure what the point of my blog will be, probably just to put my random thoughts, if not for my own personal amusement. Hopefully this blog won't contain a lot of whining, but I can't guarantee anything What I can guarantee is a lot of typos and the occasional (or not so occasional) grammatical error. I am definitely not an eloquent writer, that is for sure!   So, on to some random thoughts...   I am pretty happy with myself as of late. My French is getting much better. as in MUCH better. I don't have to think anymore when I form basic sentences in conversation. I guess taking night classes three days a week has helped. Thank goodness that they gave me a discount on them! So yeah, now I can actually participate in my improv classes without just saying "Tu joues vraiment bien" or something dumb like that.   I'm also happy that I have successfully performed three pieces from memory in a concert without having a total memory lapse. I never thought I could do it, and I am glad I pushed myself these past couple of months so that this is no logner a fear for me. Whew! Now onto the challenge of performing a minimalist work from memory. Hopefully I can create some sort of device for myself to remember the patterns and number of repetitions, etc.   In a nutshell, things are going OK if not better than that. Maybe this evening after my practicing is done I will finally attack the project of stretching my ears (not a lot but I have a few sizes to go before I can wear this lovely pair of wooden claws that I bought). Hm. It's funny that I find that relaxing activity but anyway...   OK that's all for now. My dog is pleading with my to turn off the M.I.A. on my itunes. It just doesn't sit right with her for some reason and she's being quite grumbly. She can tolerate when i play Ministry but not M.I.A.- strange creature indeed. Over and out...  
euterpe414

euterpe414

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Forget Everything And Remember
 

RIP

RIP Berenice (Berry)   February 5, 2007 - February 6, 2007   My husband said true that it never gets any easier.   I love you, Berry, and I'll miss you, even though you were only around for 24 hours. Be safe and happy on the other side with your brother....
Kitrona

Kitrona

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Femme_Fatale's Blog
 

Tempest

At first it's rather sharp, but as it dries it starts to soften, but the sharpness lingers just enough to add something interesting to the scent. Reminds me of when I lived near the beach and there was approaching storm in the distance and the air was charged and salty and a bit sweet.   It's very nice, though I think it might actually smell better on hubby. I'll have to try it on him and then decide about a bottle. I'm also worried that it will end up turning to soap on me, we'll see.....
femmefatale

femmefatale

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Femme_Fatale's Blog
 

Lightning

Wet, a sweet aquatic with a hint of florals Not sharp like Tempest, this reminds me more of growing up in Fla. when we would get sun showers and the sweetness of the flowers would emerge. The air is fresh and moist and everything is damp and clean and all you want is to close your eyes and feel the light rain on your face. I was actually expected something a bit darker or sharper, but I'm happy with how it turned out. I can't wait to try it on myself as I think it would be better suited on me and the Tempest I tried is more for dh.
femmefatale

femmefatale

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Forget Everything And Remember
 

Exhausting day yesterday...

Exciting day yesterday.   I would've posted earlier, but I was completely exhausted. Cleo had to go to the vet and get a c-section. Ack, brb... tell you the story after I give her her meds.   There, done. So Cleo had Baxter on Saturday, but she was still lumpy. Still, she wasn't acting too funny, so we figured she was just taking a while to get the other(s) out. Well, she was, but the problem was that one of the kittens was too big. Woke up yesterday to bloody discharge from her, so we ran her to the vet, where they x-rayed her and found the large kitten. She needed a c-section, obviously, so they did it (and spayed her at the same time). But wait! There were TWO kittens still in there! And they managed to save one!   Unfortunately, the little boy was the one that couldn't be saved. I've named him George, since for the little bit of time he was fighting for life I loved him. Stupid as it may sound, I've cried for him.   The others are, um, both girls. Yes, even Baxter, who has been renamed Beatrix, but still Bax for short. The other is Berenice, Berry for short. Bax looks like Cleo, same markings and everything, and Berry looks like Keon. Sounds like him, too... they both got major lung power!   Pictures? Why, yes, I do have pictures! http://pics.livejournal.com/stabbitydeath/gallery/0000cse8   Today I got my first ultrasound done. I'm 8 weeks, 5 months according to the measurements... and according to the due date calculator. How odd.   Here's the ultrasound. http://pics.livejournal.com/stabbitydeath/pic/000122wd   Oh, I also turned in my application for the pool locker room attendant. Easy job, decent pay (really good pay for what I'll do, actually), and it's while Alex is in school. I put I want about 25 hours a week, which I think is acceptable... I don't want to work when Mar's off if I can avoid it. So I hope I get it. Yay, BPAL money!   And now I have a kitten in my cleavage. Berry gets cold... I think she's more fragile than Bax, understandably, and every time Cleo leaves, despite the fact that they're by the heater, Berry cries.
Kitrona

Kitrona

1
Is Anybody Out There?
 

Eek!

I hope my review of Pan's Labyrinth wasn't offensive to anybody! I still had a fantastic time, and I'm incredibly glad to have seen it on the big screen. I was just pointing out things I didn't enjoy about it, s'all.   I'm kind of pissed right now. I got my LotR essay back today, and the grade was considerably lower than I was expecting. I didn't fail, but I got a 4.0 out of english 101, and this is a LIT class (sort of), so I have a certain amount of expectations for my grades when it comes to writing, and I was pretty confident with what I had written.   Also, I love you guys. That's all for now! Must do homework, so I can then play Baldur's Gate 2! And then.... American Idol!
smallvoice

smallvoice

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