my ferrets all have little oddities while they sleep:

zipper snores
gidget dooks/squeeks
slinky cat quivers (particularly his back feet...very cute) and
benjamin franklin violently kicks. yes KICKS (like flails around...i think he maybe has dreams that he's digging.)

they are currently all piled up on top of one another asleep in one HILARIOUS pile of ferret

i like lists:

• gonna go see grady!!
• annoyed at work STILL even though i don't even work there because they won't let my friend come play with me!j
• ferrets are smelling. gotta change the litter box
• can't decide if the fun they'll have in the wet grass outweighs the annoyance of dealing with a muddy benjamin franklin
• gonna get a new computer. i'm pysched.
• want cyrus to wake up so we can go get breakfast.
• making a website...at a bit of a loss what to add to it to keep it professional enough that i can advertise my pet sitting. also, it's encouraging me to make more stuff so i can get pictures of things i make and then sell them on the website.
• i have too many books that i want to be reading RIGHT NOW
• i did a survey cuz i'm bored.
• ( SURVEY )

I'm so sick of moving stuff it's ridiculous.

can't wait to sell EVERYTHING on saturday.

pulled something in my back. hurts to even stand up straight which means moving furniture up and down stairs really really sucks.

gonna waste some time

( yes no survey )

blaaaah. packing SUCKS

waiting for my dad to come up and load his car up with crap.

stressing about moving and summer and aosidfjoasdfijsad.

missing grady.

listening to kimya dawson is making it a little bit better.

think a kitty peed on the rug.

absolutely in LOVE with all our current cats. may definitely cry when snorfle has to go. really really REALLY want him forever. know it's not practicle.

got do school stuff, but don't really know who to email/how to approach housing/class stuff. whatevs, generally easy enough stuff to fix in the fall. no one wants to be in science classes anyways. and if housing is fucked up i'll just crawl into grady's bed.

more packing? nah...survey time.

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I'm antsy and all 3 creepy men from downstairs hit on me today and cyrus is still at the lab and i keep having nightmares so SURVEY TIME IT IS!


( lalallalala )e.

when booger gets bored and antsy what does she do? surveys!! ...and make lists

• can't wait to quit my job
• excited for passover. ...i really like matzah and peanut butter
• i have some pretty kick-ass kitties right now (and snorfle just typed "poo")
• I can't wait to move out of this apartment.
• also can't wait to sell all of my stuff (most of which i found in the trash...but no one needs to know that)
• I MISS FRANK
• gonna move to canada!

edit: just did surveys but can't get them to post. and i really don't care enough to fight with lj for it.
also, snorfle is sleeping on his back all adorable so i'm gonna go nuzzle his belly. (yes grady...i have a cat named SNORFLE!)

I THINK I CAN MAKE MILLIONS

I'VE FOUND THE CURE TO DEPRESSION

........

read all your most favorite webcomics from the very beginning

1) people are supposed to have a natural healthy fear of things such as blood and death

2) you should be grossed out having your hands covered in sticky smelly death, not think it's kinda funny that you had to chisel a dog out of a freezer.

3) i get up in the middle of the night to try and make kittens poop...i should either be loving it or thinking it's the grossest, worse thing ever...not just part of everyday life. there should be some ounce of emotional involvement

4) it's natural for people to baby talk animals and want to snuggle every fucking cat before they clean up it's poop. I shouldn't want to punch them in the face when they do it.

5) maybe i hate her so much because i can see she feels the same way i do. death is no big deal. she doesn't care whether she's injecting a fatal substance or drawing blood for a blood test...it's all the same, you just poke them and hit a vein. it terrifies me that i might be the same way.

6) i cant' get out fast enough

7) this whole being dead inside thing kinda sucks.

andy and chris's car was broken into and andy's laptop stolen in our driveway the other night. eva was broken into too. it's making me paranoid

i think i have worms... i have many reasons backing this up. either that or i'm dying. meh.

went skiing. twas icy but very fun.

reading an awesome book...will go to that shortly. after i post a

( usless survey )

I need to be leaving for work in a minute.
we have a fluffy gray and white cat named roosevelt.
he and benjamin franklin are best buds.
cyrus calls roosevelt a discounted teddy bear...he's not. he's adorable. and a little dumb.

i have to go to work, but I'd rather do surveys than kill cats...so that's what i'm gonna do.
( surveys are more fun than killing cats. )

several big parties the last couple of nights, much of which i'm a little fuzzy on. I have the biggest, coolest, fluffiest cat ever. his name is cookie monster. he's 18 pounds.

grady and cyrus are in one pair of pants.

( SURVEY!!! )

"and that's when I realized that i was BECOMING the post office"

so... i never have internet. mostly cuz my computer broke. but now i have a new computer (cuz they finally admitted that mine was unrepairable) and i'm at my parental's house so i have internets. SOOO... i'm gonna do a survey!

( haven't done these in a while )

so i remember a few days ago having a conversation with grady with our excitement to how we could stay awake easily until the end of term...we had DONE it before. i didn't think i actually would though

in the last week, my sleep schedule has looked something like this:

WED: 0
THURS: 1.5
FRIDAY: 2 - 3
SATURDAY: 2
SUNDAY: 1
MONDAY: 1
TUESDAY  (anticipated): 0

total number of hours slept in the last week? about 8.

I'M AWESOME


oooo... that reminds me that i have to talk with grady about our 100 hours this summer.


"i don't FEEL crazy!"

dear statistical analysis of my stupid data,
I FUCKING HATE YOU
not so much love right now,
booger

sometimes the ability to touch type really well is dangerous.

for example: i'm typing, so i close my eyes to give them a rest. I think: i'm still thinking and typing, so it's fine, right? Then i open my eyes and get VERY confused because apparently i've been typing while asleep. it's like the computerized version of falling asleep in class and scribbling over your notes or writing nonesensical things. WEIRRRD.

though i do wonder, if i can perfect this skill, do you think maybe i'll be able to start recording dreams? because that'd be pretty cool.

imagine this scenario please, because it ALWAYS happens to me and i hate it:

pick up a can of soda, glass of something, whatever. Swirl it around a bit, investigate the contents, decide it has been sitting for too long or has funky stuff floating in it. Put beverage down. A few minutes later, pick up said beverage carelessly and swig down the remainders. It tastes yucky and you curse yourself for not remembering your previous logic and just LEAVING IT.

grrrrr

noodle's rules for life

1. no butt sex
2. your feet should NEVER smell like cheese

people need to realize the world doesn't revolve around them and that they're actions hurt others. a lot. some sensitivity would be nice.

i find myself wanting to physically cause pain in them. just so for ONCE i can maybe be the one hurting THEM instead of it always being me. and then that's even more upsetting because no matter what i could do to them it wouldn't quite destroy their lives as much as they've managed to do to me.




i want a puppy