I can’t tell the difference between a cat and a dog, apparently.
14 May 2012 Leave a Comment
People that told me to have a happy Mother’s day.
My son.
My mother.
My best friend.
My good friend.
My old gaming friend.
My ex.
Several Facebook peeps.
My downstairs neighbor, who hates me.
Another neighbor as they walked by.
People that didn’t tell me happy Mother’s day:
My husband.
My brother.
Somebody is getting their ass kicked! In my husband’s defense, he did clean the entire apartment Sunday. So, Baby Bro, do you hear that? I’m coming for you!
In other, less whiny/pissy news, when I woke up this morning, I thought to myself “Gee. I need to put my cats on a diet!” They were both laying on the backs of my legs stretched out as far as they would go, and they were heavy! I reached back to scratch their ears and shoo them away so I could roll over and found not two seriously overweight cats, but a semi small husky squashing me instead. That was a little disconcerting.
So how was y’all’s weekend? Mine was good. I spent Sunday making dreamcatchers with Ploutos because he’d been complaining about having nightmares. I am happy to report that they seem to have worked!
I don’t remember Saturday at all, so uh, nothing to talk about there.
Work has been non-existent. My bosses have disappeared off the face of the planet, and the book wasn’t even done! They’ve paid everything they owe me though, and I have finally caught up on sleep, so I’m not going to complain too much.
And that is really all I can think of right now. I hope you guys are all well! Peace out!
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Remembering titles is hard…
12 May 2012 1 Comment
in And then I found 5 bucks, Ficrific, I am a nutjob Tags: cartoon man, insanity, one of those nights, pee
Did you ever have one of those nights where you accidentally fall asleep and then wake up in the early part of the middle of the night and decide to get some work done, but then you find an unsecured wifi network so instead of working you upload a bunch of pictures to Facebook and a bunch of apps to your phone, which you just fixed earlier in the day, and then you realize that somehow or another 3 hours have passed and it’s no longer the middle of the night but actually early morning AND that you really have to pee because you drank an entire pot of coffee so you run to the bathroom and pee and you pick up a book to read because even if you’re only peeing it’s kind of blasphemous to be in the bathroom without a book in your hands and then you sit there and read and laugh until tears are rolling down your face but THEN you hear the baby stirring and wonder if you laughed loud enough to wake her up so you put the book down and try to stand up to sneak back downstairs where you don’t have to worry about waking anybody up but when you put your weight on your legs you realize you’ve been sitting there long enough for your legs to fall asleep so instead of standing you have to lean forward and lay on the floor with your pants down around your ankles while the blood and feeling return painfully to your legs and once it finally does and you get down the stairs to where you left your phone you notice that you were in the bathroom for a FREAKING HOUR reading and that the birds are outside pretending to be singing but really they’re probably just screaming at you to go to bed but you feel like you can’t so you pound out a blog post and then share a picture with your readers that you took a couple of days ago?
No? That’s just me? Damn. I was afraid of that.
This is not one of those things that hugs your toilet. It is the bottom half of a cartoon man. His upper half is invisible, but I’m pretty sure he’s pouting.
Have a happy weekend y’all.
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08 May 2012 1 Comment
A year ago today it was Mother’s Day and I ended up unexpectedly having a baby.
Happy Birthday Baby Girl!
I love you.
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01 May 2012 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Draw Something
As I’ve said on here before, I like to play Draw Something. It’s a good way to relax.
When I play with my best friend, I try to use bunnies. First I just started inserting a rabbit somewhere random into the picture and eventually, it evolved. Following are some examples.
Jam said this was a very sexy witch. She only wishes she was as hot as me!
I told Jam that the Superman he drew could rescue the bunny.
Jam's Superman! He'll totally save the day!
This one is my personal favorite. These bunnies rock!
A bunny on a computer. Because it was the only way I could think of to draw emoticon and use a rabbit at the same time.
The orange cat drawn in a crappy manner is a tribute to my dead cat Hobbes. I miss Hobbes…
Because I feel a little bad showcasing Jam’s drawing skills with that Superman, here is a totally awesome UFO he drew for me!
Totally awesome UFO. Comes fully equipped with a tractor beam!
Jam once drew me the cutest monkey I have ever seen, but I am a terrible friend and didn’t screenshot it. Terrible I tell you. TERRIBLE!
Alrighty. That’s enough time wasting for tonight. Although if you feel like playing Draw Something with me, remember my screen name is zOMGChelle! (Hi Pinksilkjournal! Its your turn!) Maybe I’ll put one of your drawings on here and you can have pseudo famousosity! Have fun you guys!
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Nightmares and dreams.
27 Apr 2012 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: nightmares, Sleep
I told myself I was going to get started on work at a decent time tonight and then MANY THINGS happened and working didn’t. So here I am, starting work yet again at midnight. Yay. My good friend suggested that I skip blogging (and drawing) tonight and just work, but I like blogging (and drawing)! So here I am, despite knowing that it’s probably a bad choice.
I’m drained. My reserves are depleted. They’re gone. I’m so damn tired. Every day I stay up til 4 or 5 in the morning writing, catch a few hours of sleep, then drag myself around pretending to be more than half conscious. My ability to focus is shot. I find myself just kinda staring, mind totally blank, and that’s something I have yet to fully achieve even during meditation! I’m falling behind on my housework because I don’t have the energy to do anything. I’m not sure I have ever in my life been so tired. I’m not young anymore, that’s for damn sure. Today at Taekwondo class several people got promoted to their next belts. At the end, when they were getting quizzed on philosophy and terminology and whatnot, the rest of us got to sit and watch. I pulled up my knees and rested my head on them and the next thing I knew I was being jerked out of near sleep when one of my instructors walked by and made a noise. I was so embarrassed. He didn’t say anything to me and I don’t think he or anybody else noticed, but…
It doesn’t help that what little sleep I do get at night (or, you know, early morning) is plagued by nightmares. Vivid nightmares. It seems like every night when I lay down my mind chooses a theme. Tonight, we’ll explore this fear. And I am bombarded by dream after dream after horrifying dream filled with terror and loss and pain. In between each one I jerk awake in a sweat, usually panicky, on the verge of tears, but I can’t quite get myself to wake up enough to shake it off before I’m drawn back into restless sleep and more nightmares. When it’s time to get up, the nightmares play over and over again in my mind before finally fading into distant memory. It’s usually a couple of hours after I’ve dragged myself away from my pillows and blankets that I finally feel safe and sane again. If I weren’t afraid of sleeping all day long, I’d take sleep aids just to knock myself into a deep enough sleep that I don’t dream at all. Ugh.
The good news is my bosses still love what I’m doing. That makes me really happy. I don’t ‘own’ anything I’m writing for them, being a ghost writer and all, but I still want to be able to take pride in my work. I’m still in a sort of shock that I’m writing for work. Writing! It’s a (good) dream come true. Even though I always wanted to be a writer, I never really thought I would. For me, it’s almost like winning the lottery. Like… The Life Lottery. If my body were to give up right now over my recent misuse of it and I keeled over dead, I would die happy. This is awesome you guys. Even if it is killing me.
Okay. I’ve got work to do. Have a happy Friday y’all!
