November 26th, 2007 FEED ME

It’s really depressing when a cat has more (and better tasting) food than their owner.

I get all Emo every time I look into my empty fridge.

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November 14th, 2007 Be Savage no More!

So my kitty (who’s actually a cat by now) Simba is getting neutured today.

Unfortunately I couldn’t go and drop him off or say my “Good-Bye”s but I’m sure he’s fine. At the clinic where they’re operating on him, you have to be there at 7am. So, since my mom has the day off she thought she would take care of that on her own while I’m away.

And a neat thing to notice, I’m on a 17″ white iMac. whether it’s Intel or not is beyond me. (checks). Aha, Intel C2D =D Makes me pretty happy.

Such a nicer experience than using the DELLs around here (relief). And it’s so hard to actually grab an unocuppied Mac! There are twenty in this room and they’re ALWAYS snatched up no matter how early I get here. Pretty amazing that I could find this one, really.

I’m really worried about my kitty. D= I had a horrible nightmare where he was turning into this vicious beast with oozing green saliva and stuff. I went to my cousin’s mother’s house and she was like “He was bitten by a rare bug that made him transform into a monster”. So we ripped off the bug. But still…

What if he just becomes worse after the proceedure today? Getting neutured (cats) supposedly makes them calmer, not wanting to bite so much or run away, stuff like that. I hope it’s true. The freaky black cat from a while ago was chasing after him last night. ._.

Unfortunately he has to go for the rest of today without eating or drinking anything, and he has to spend the rest of the time in the carrier. This is going to break my heart. I can’t feed him, pet him, give him water, let him loose… Blah. D= It’s all for you, kitty!

Also, I don’t believe in declawing a cat. A friend suggested it to me and I went Ape on her ass. No. No declawing. It’s horrible to do that to a cat. What if they run away from home one day? How are they supposed to get food or defend themselves?

So no, Simba will not be getting declawed. He will be getting neutured and will hopefully stop biting the shit outta me.

Edit: My kitty is back home~ I let him out so he can walk around for a bit then put him in his bathroom to sleep. So he can at least walk around the bathroom. He’s very groggy, but vicious. My cousin’s mother, Carmen, told me that he’s probably really vicious right now because he’s absolutely starving and he can’t eat anything until tomorrow.

So I don’t blame him for wanting to take a chunk off my foot.

The two stitches down there scare me. I took a peek between his hind paws while he was out cold earlier out of curiosity (I’m no pervert, I swear!) and it is indeed scary. But I’m sure it’ll be much better in a few days and he’ll be back to his annoying, bratty self in no time. =3

I love the Jeebus outta mah kitteh.

Edit2: ZOMFG! IGG is working on releasing an English translation of Wonderland! I almost pissed my pants in joy (not really)! This game has been in my (online hosted) bookmarks for almost a year now, praying the company would release it in English but instead IGG is bringing it over! SQUEE!

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November 13th, 2007 Where’s a Stick When you Need One?

A poking stick, you dirty birds. 

I really just don’t feel like blogging. At all.

It’s not like I don’t have things to write about, I do. I have all these thoughts and events I’d really like to elaborate on, but I just don’t have the emotional strength lately. Does that even make sense? Lack of emotional strength?

I’d also like to work on a WordPress design for this domain and start building the website back up since people actually noticed there is pretty much no content whatsoever (thanks for noticing, Ely!). But again, that lack of emotional strength.

Not that I’m in mourning or anything extreme like that, but I have this feeling of Impending Doom hovering over me lately.

Next post will either be about Simba (my kitty) or Halloween, that was quite a while ago.

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November 5th, 2007 Lives, They Come in Six-Packs

It’s certainly been a while since I’ve blogged. Kind of feels like As soon as October hit, I called it quits.

Not so, I’m still here. Contemplating a lot of things in my head, quietly, nervously, wondering when it’ll be the right time to do a lot of life-changing things.

But I don’t want to get into that, nope.

How did you all spend your Halloween? I had a blast! I’ll write about it maybe tomorrow or whenever I get the urge to write something up again.

I’ve been having freak nightmares and I wish they’d go away.

One that keeps repeating is the death of my kitty, Simba. I keep dreaming that I’m alone in the house, it’s late at night. For some reason I’m compelled to get out of bed and head downstairs.

Everything is completely dark except for neon colors oozing from no where (it resembles the Bioshock enviorment). And when I turn the corner to the kitchen, there’s my mother, strangling my kitten.

I could be having this nightmare for several reasons.

  1. Simba keeps peeing inside the house. And this gets my mother furious. Though I personally don’t see the big deal. She tends to blow things out of proportion. At this point she really hates the cat.
  2. This is symbolising what will happen to Simba (or me) when I tell my mother all my life plans.
  3. I need to stop eating Halloween chocolate before going to bed.

You have your pick, really.

Vel, a close friend of mine, moved away on Saturday. She came to see me shortly before she left. I was feeling pretty bad the last few days and was asleep when she came over, so my mother did most of the talking and I tried to grasp what was going on.

At first I regretted not telling her I’ll miss her, to take care, things of that depressing, Final notion.

But then after thinking about it, it was better that I hadn’t said those things. All I said was “Bye! It’s not the end!” and gave her a hug. It’s better this way. Because we both know it’s not the end, but rather a bigger path is opening in life.

It obviously won’t be the last time I see her or her family, so the thought of “I’ll catch you later, ‘kay?” was all that needed to be said.

See you later, Vel! I wanna see pics of your new house when it’s furnished. =P

Good Deed: I helped a very nice woman find the registration building, and helped her sign up for registration (she barely spoke English, much less reads the language). I feel really good right now.

Edit: I didn’t know you could search tags via the search field on WordPress blogs. That blows my mind. Maybe that’s how tags are supposed to work, I don’t know. I still have no idea what tags really are or what they’re supposed to do, but the fact that I can add them to specific posts and can then search for them later to edit or whathaveyou, is freakin’ amazing.

Call me an old fart, but DAMN that is mighty hot. Thank you, WordPress devs, for integrating tags into your script. It just blew my mind for a minute there.

@Mitch: I’d like to request a favor! It’s very small but very important (at least to me, hee).

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