The drugs don't make me high, they make me neutral. ~Dr. Gregory House.
Well I must first say, Thank God for heat! I just got back from church a couple of hours ago and I've finally gotten myself thawed out. Its so cold in there. I'm listening to some fun music now, thinking that maybe I should clean my room as it is a disaster, as my company last night pointed out. I'm also just realizing that I forgot to remove the tags from my shirt that my aunt gave me. Gotta love aunts who you have never met who like to buy you things to make up for never being in your life.
So one of my cats is in heat right now. I've never been forced to deal with a cat in heat before. Its definetly interesting. She's hilarious really and then sometimes really gross. She's been crawling around the floor with her back end in the air, making strange chirping noises for about 3 days now. She's been trying to make with my other cat several times as well, so I've been trying to keep them somewhat seperated as it is very strange and sort of disgusting to walk in on. It is funny though that the character I named my willow after turns out to be gay and now my cat has been engaging in some same-sex activities. Its very amusing really! Bet you never thought you'd get to read stuff like this here. Well you'll be well prepared should you ever have a couple of cats and one of them happens to be in heat.
I went shopping yesterday. Well I went browsing yesterday, on friday I did some actual shopping, but I mostly bought house stuff to decorate with. I'm actually thinking I"ll start working on my cross-stitching this afternoon, after I clean that is. But anyways, yes. Where was I? Oh yes, shopping. Yes. So I went to the new Micheal's craft store. Its huge! And if I only had a few hundred dollars to spend I"d spend it there. In an instant. Though it has given me a few ideas as it what to get some people. I bought a christmas gift yesterday for someone, but I actually think they already own this thing so I get it. That was my alterior motive yes. I"ll admit it. Well anyways, I think I will go actually clean now. And do all the things I say I will do. I"ll let you know if I actually do any of the things I've said I"d do. Tootles for now.
Its Thursday noon. I rushed into school today cause I missed the earlier bus and it turned out my class was cancelled. I was not impressed so I'm killing three hours before my next class. I could have slept in, but I supposed this is my chance to get some work done, like that essay that was due almost a week ago. However, here I am writing. And I've only just gotten here. Out of my three hours to kill I hung out with a girl from one of my classes, we talked about writing and everything under the sun. She's really cool. However, I did no get work done. But that's okay. I was being sociable something I"ve noticed I don't do often enough. Its strange. I complain that I have no social life and then when the opportunity arises to do something socially I turn it down. Yes. I am strange. I know it.
I have an appointment with my psychiatrist today. Oh joy. Yeah. I really hate those appointments especially where I get to tell her that whatever she is doing is not helping but I'm sure she hears that often. Or at least I hope she does.
It was really great to talk to someone about writing. Its cool to know that I'm not the only one who writes their best stuff during classes. I've found the coolest website. Its called "Cats in Sinks: for all your cat and bathroom needs." I love it! Its got some of the cutest pictures. And its so true, what exactly is it about cats in sinks? I mean, I've always heard that cats hate water, right? But mine seem to love it and head straight for the sinks cause that's where it is. I supposed it just makes a really good bed. Maybe I should try it sometime. Maybe be surprised how comfortable they actually are. Speaking of cats, mine were wild last night. They both discovered how to get up on the fridge and proceeded to do so all night long, up, down, up, down. Knocking many things down in the process. Then Kakis discovered the fridge magnets and proceeded to knock them off, play with it until she lost it and then get another one. Willow meanwhile ate my column that I had written for the Baron this week and then threw it up on my floor. Oh I do love them. Yes I do.
Well off I go to write on Gone with the Wind (which was by the way, a pretty good film, except for its historical inacuracies).
Well, I figured it was time I actually put a post on here. I"ve been working on getting my profile done and such and have yet to actually write something. So here I am, writing something. I thought that this would be a cool way for me to establish better writing talents and just a good way to vent. So I hope it works. Maybe someday you'll look forward to coming in here and seeing what I"ve written for the day. Maybe I"ll keep you amused. We'll see really. I personally am really looking forward to this, I kinda hope it'll be as fun as I hope it will. You know, writing is a fun thing. I mean, we write for sooo many things. We write for school (though we often hate it), we write for fun (like what I'm doing now) and we writing comes in so many forms. It can be informal (like msn) or formal (like a business proposal or something or other). Its amazing how one thing can be so useful and how we often hate it like when we have to write an essay or something but then we just go home and write anyways. It's strange you know.
So I guess that's what I have to say about writing. Now about my writing, I don't know if I hav an actual writing style, I mean. I'm sure I do have my own unique style of writing but I don't know what it is, perhaps you'll be able to tell after you've read a bit. I like to write about real things, I like to talk about my day and my adventures cause a day in the life of me is always an adventure. But then I also like to get philosophical and just think. I think thinking is a good thing, until it hurts that is. I probably won't make sense alot of the time. I tend not to but I think you'll not mind it too much. Sometimes I may share things I've written like poems or parts of stories. I like my stories. And my poems. Most of the time. Maybe you will too.
Well anyways, My wrists are starting to hurt like that lady on the aspirin commercial... "My wrists are on fire..." Anyways... so off I go for now.
