Indescribably Normal

Swimmin'!

Fri, 16 May 2008 02:14:16 GMT

Oh man, I totally forgot I christened the lake for the year. Mom and I went to the property on Tuesday and I took a naked dip in 7 degree water. It was brisk, I'll say that much.

Lovely stories...

Wed, 14 May 2008 03:27:09 GMT

Last night I was talking with a friend of mine and he was telling me a story about his old dog Ralph. Apparently, when he would be in his back yard smoking a dube, Ralph would come over and huff up the smoke, chasing it across the lawn. Also, if he had a beer, he would pour some beer into Ralph's bowl, and they'd share.
I thought it was cute how he called Ralph a 'head (as in pothead)...

Children's TV used to be so much cooler

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:28:20 GMT

Have you noticed how dumbed down children's cartoons are now?

Ramble bramble scrambled eggs...

Thu, 03 Apr 2008 14:39:28 GMT

I think I need a social hobby. I've been living on smoke and mirror for the past couple of weeks, and I need to be more social. A knitting class? Bellydancing at the Y? Is that even possible? D&D perhaps?
Boho asked me "What's wrong with me?" Which, if that confuses you, would mean why isn't she enough of a social life, since we are always hanging out.

Sometimes I feel like I'm just made of smoke and mirrors. I mean, you are what you eat.

Birthday, tra la la...

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 03:54:28 GMT

I'm throwing a small party for myself tomorrow. I know people don't really celebrate their birthdays all the time, but I'll take any cause for celebration really. Did you know I've celebrated April 20th three years running?

I don't care why, let's just get together and party. C'mon, all of you!

My harddrive finally died on me and then Ryu threw it in the snow. Now I have to re-download some music. I know it's a delicate thing to ask, but can some people think of classic albums that they think I should download?

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 11:28:38 GMT

When I am queen I shall declare Sunday the country's day of rest. No one shall work, except doctors and police. Everyone will be on call though.

Sat, 08 Mar 2008 04:45:32 GMT

I had to take my beautiful little tongue ring out, these are the only pictures of it. The bitch rejected me, it breaks my heart. By the by, my tongue's not that short, in case you were wondering ;)

Mon, 03 Mar 2008 01:10:41 GMT

I've been thinking about my life lately. Deeply thinking about what I'm going to do with my time, where my money goes and what I eventually want to do for a living, 'cause it sure as hell isn't what I've been doing.
I've been talking about retiring to a llama farm for a while now, and my buddy H suggested I start now. Except I don't want to be tied to location, because I still have the deep desire to travel. I also want to go back to school. I'm turning 20 soon, people my age are already out of college, finished, done-ski. Me? What have I been doing for the past six months? Reading webcomics and smoking pot.
I'm not disparaging this time I've taken... I think it's valuable for my own sanity, to have this time to reflect on my life, but I really do need to go back to school. I'd love to go back for acting, or English or computer studies, but I don't have the grades to do anything like that. I'm floundering and it's really scary. I'm haunted by that question that everyone seems to be haunted by; What do I want to do with my life?

Short answer? Read webcomics and be happy. Is there a job where I can do both?

Five things you may not know about me...

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 19:13:27 GMT

1. I am deathly afraid of zombies, in that sleep-with-a-crowbar-beside-my-bed-just-in-case kinda way.

2. I don't stir my hot chocolate with a spoon, I have a set of tiny whisks specifically for that task.

3. I have a stupid high tolerance for spicy food.

4. I snort when I laugh a lot. Everyone seems to thinks it's cute, except me.

5. I constantly groom my feet.

Oh ma goodness...

Wed, 13 Feb 2008 16:29:34 GMT

Let's look at the news in Kitty's life, shall we?

-has obtained sexy punk boyfriend
-is going to awesome show this Saturday
-has Sunday off to cuddle with said boyfriend
-it utterly broke

Yep, that about sums it up.

I'll probably still go...

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 14:15:21 GMT

Dear Sup-on-the-floor,
Okay, so maybe I've called in sick seven times this year already, but don't fuckin' hassle me when I tell you I've got food poisoning. This time, I'm actually feeling poorly, my stomach is churning and I keep having gross explosions.

Not that he'll ever know, but I also had a nightmare last night that my mom was dead. So excuse the fuck out of me if I'd rather see my mom then go to work.

Woo, knitting!

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 13:45:06 GMT

I finally finished my scarf!

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 04:03:22 GMT

So here's my past week/weekend at a glance. Went out on Friday night because one of the girls from work was having her birthday celebration at the White house. So I get there and I notice Bob and Adam Mccalister hangin' with two pretty blonde girls. Normally I would go say hi, but I'm not one to possibly cock-block their guy friends.

The night began with just some standing and bouncing to the music. It took all the paralyzing fear of dancing alone in my body to stop me from running onto the empty dace floor and shakin' my groove thing. Thankfully I convinced the girls to dance with me, and we started the dance floor.

Basically, I danced all night with my friends, and a couple of times with Bob, then went back to Bob and Adams with them and a girl I met named Gabby (and she was, in the best way) to smoke some bong and then take a taxi home.

The week's been pretty quiet, knitting a scarf for mom, basically just ill and working and stuff.

Eek!

Sat, 26 Jan 2008 03:06:17 GMT

I'm going to the Whitehouse tonight. It's a pretty seedy bar, as far as clients go, but it's got a decent dance floor and mostly friendly waitresses.

The guy I have a crush on will be there. :) I will not stay home and play on my computer all night!

Lookie!

Thu, 24 Jan 2008 01:25:12 GMT

I got a piercing, I got a piercing!

It's my tongue's freneum! The web under your tongue. Goddamn it's sore.

Hey we all do it...

Tue, 22 Jan 2008 03:47:36 GMT

Capitan's log
Stardate 01.21.08

The girls who live upstairs are playing retro Madonna and singing along at the top of their lungs, and if I'm judging their stomping correctly, dancing.

I wouldn't be surprised if they were in their underwears singing into a hairbrush.

It would be cool, except I need to get up early tomorrow. >.

SOOOOooooOOOO...

Mon, 21 Jan 2008 14:34:24 GMT

My morning ritual:

Wake up, set alarm for later, go back to sleep.

Wake up again, make coffee, shower while it's brewing.

Get my cup of coffee and finish dressing and grooming. Usually just brushing my hair/teeth/back hair, sometimes I do something with my locks, sometimes I wear make-up, most times I don't.

Dig around in my room for reasonably clean clothes.

Sit at my computer and drink my coffee, sometimes smoke a daisy. If there's enough time, and house is messy, I tidy.

Get ready to leave an hour an fifteen minutes before I go to work.

Leave an hour early.

Quitter?

Sun, 20 Jan 2008 20:56:38 GMT

I've been thinking I'm going to quit my job. I really can't handle the stress it's putting on me, I think I'd rather work in a restaraunt and burn my hands constantly, be yelled at and make lousy tips then sit on my buns staring at a computer trying to explain to someone how to access their voicemail.

It's not even so much that it's a call centre job, it's the centre that's really killing me. They have shitty policy and badly put together management. That's not to say management's not doing what they can, and all the upper staff is pretty decent, it's just the whole centre's crappy.
I hear another call centre, one that works on computers and not cellphones is hiring. They have better pay rates, but it's a longer walk. Whatever though, that's not a problem, especially since we're coming out of the winter months and into spring ones in like, 45 days.

I'm only here until May anyway, then I need to find a job in Kingston. There's so much I'm trying to change, but I can't do it if I'm so stressed I'm sick.

Oh noes beer

Sat, 12 Jan 2008 02:45:46 GMT

I should really give up this new love affair with beer that I seem to have begun.

Everything's Coming Up Milhouse!

Tue, 08 Jan 2008 16:25:03 GMT

One of my best friends is dating a girl I have had sex with.

I don't usually do this...

Mon, 07 Jan 2008 00:18:22 GMT

Kitten: So, I finally watched Deathproof
Kitten: LOVED IT
melissa: I KNOW!
Kitten: I want to learn her dance
melissa: Mmmm. It wouldn't take too much. Just watch it over and over. Practice on Logan.*
Kitten: He'd love that.
melissa: Just give him a red bamdanna
Kitten: Logan thinks sex is silly. He's above sex. You should see the look he gets when I jerk it, it's all squinchy.
melissa: I have no response for that.
melissa: Ha ha ah
melissa: All I can say is, "like my cat?"
melissa: But that's really wierd.
Kitten: Um, weird, but I understood what you mean
Kitten: And yes. Like your cat

* my teddybear who sits on my armoire

New Year's Eve

Tue, 01 Jan 2008 23:04:35 GMT

Holy crap was that ever a New Year's Bash.

So, Boho and I took 'shrooms, turned off all the lights and put on candles and music and danced for an hour or two until Ryu got home. Then we started to trip in my room because the boys were setting up Rockband.

We ended up playing outside in faerieland, because that's what the world here becomes at twilight, when the sky is turning from dusk's dark blue to the city's perma-pink glow.

Then we came inside to get drunk, and sit in the tub with no water, fully clothed (I hung my feet out because my boots were still on) and chill. Which is also why my whole back is one big bruise.

Then Godot (aka Drew) made it to the house. And the craziness culminated in a party in my room with two other people, a bottle of rum and no shirts.

But I'm too thrashed to write more.

Knitting Nerd

Thu, 20 Dec 2007 07:27:42 GMT

Worship it!

Holy shit snow....

Mon, 17 Dec 2007 08:38:55 GMT

So, I took the day off (day before, technically) yesterday to go shopping with Boho. We went to the mall on Lansdowne St, and held onto each other for dear life. I don't mind malls, unless I'm actually shopping in them. Didn't help we are silly stoner kids and were high as kites. Malls are disorienting and freakishly full of people on a good day, and this was a Saturday afternoon three weeks from x-mas.

She and N have broken up, but are still friends, which is a huge fuckin' relief to everyone. Boho has quickly become my better half and most excellent companion. That is to say, she's over at the house all the time, so it's good that I love her to bits and bites.

Today though? Today was fuckin' snowy. Like, "Holy shit!" snowy. We probably are getting/have gotten around 60 cm, maybe 75?

That's right. Fuck you Imperial measurements. Fuck you to death.

So anywho, I walked to work, as I usually do, which is got-dang dangerous in Petey-bo when it's been snowing. This city is so not pedestrian friendly. The sidewalks had so much snow on them that if you wanted to get anywhere, you have to walk on the road. The snowy, narrow road full of irresponsible drivers who hate people on bikes and their own two legs. It's a dangerous place to walk, much like the wild side!

Took me about 20 minutes to get to work, by that time I resembled a snow monster. I had snow on my hoodie hood, snow on the fur of my Russian hat, snow on my scarf, snow on my butt from falling down so got-dang much... I also have some nice bruises and aches from wiping out. It's all the joy of the walk, though towards the beginning I was tempted to give myself a four day weekend.

Stupid responsibility.

Another step...

Fri, 07 Dec 2007 07:15:26 GMT

This next couple of months I want to self improve. I've set a few goals for myself.

1. Learn to cook, eat proper proportions and eat some fuckin' veggies.

2. Play guitar regularly.

3. Knit a hat.

4. Quit smoking so much pot.

5. Experience new music.

6. Learn to dance.

Do you have any recipies for veggies? Perhaps something tasty? Something for Karen to eat? Something delicious?