The drugs don't make me high, they make me neutral. ~Dr. Gregory House.

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Summer Lovin'

The sun burns... and it hurts.
Marshmallows are no good unless burnt.
Antique bedroom sets are very exciting.
Paint stripper burns the bare skin.
I'm gonna miss my mother when I'm Fredericton.
I'm gonna miss my little brother.
I'm leaving for Fredericton in 17 days.
I have alot more to do before I leave then I'd originally thought.
I've got a job for the school year.
I like little babies, especially when I'm getting paid to look after them.
Moving is alot of work.
Sanding works the arm muscles.
I hate packing.
Hotdogs are also very good burnt.
Sanding several layers of paint in various colors off of something (maroon, yellow, green, brown) is difficult.
I have a new friend in Fredericton, who says I'm "family girl!"
I'm excited yet intimidated by the amount of work in front of me.
I do not like Fredericton weather.
My msn won't let me talk to Marie.
I miss Marie.
I really miss my grandfather.
I think I finally got rid of the fleas.
I'm getting back to work.
Later.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Natural Remedy Goodness

So I've taken a new position on the whole flea disaster. Chemical things and such are not helping at all. So I'm going the natural way. So last night I bathed my cat in dish soap. Wow it worked really really well. Then I caught some fleas with dish soap in a dish with water and a candle near it. They jump right in and drown. I don't think I have as many as I think I have. Which is kinda nice. And then today I bought brewer's yeast. Its apparently really good for the cats coat and it helps keep fleas away. So I bought that, it was only like 4 bucks for 3 months worth. I was afraid I was gonna have to force them down her throat but she loves them. So hopefully they will help.
A lady at work looked at a couple of my flea bites and she's like.... "those aren't flea bites..." sooo... either something else is eating me or I'm allergic to something... which is kinda good cause it means the fleas aren't too bad but also bad cause I'm still miserably itchy.
Only two more days left of work before I get a day off! Yay! Then I work another five in a row... joy... but I guess its good for money and such.. which I need... really badly right now.. anyways... I'm gonna go catch more fleas. Later

Monday, July 24, 2006

My TV twin

Not that I'm saying I look like her. Cause I don't at all. No way do I look that good. But anyways... we are very very very similar. But I"ve noticed my organization has been slacking the last little while.. my canned goods aren't in order of expiry date anymore and my books and cd's are horribly out of order as well. My apartment is also a disaster.. what is happening to me? Where did organized to a "t" Meldoy go? This is scarey.. my life.. its going down the drain. Ok... well that's not true. I supposed I"ve just been dedicated my organizing to getting this like my computer organized (yes its possible) and my papers and bills and such. I'll tackle the other things when I get moved into the new place.
Anyways, off to deflea again.

Ahh the joys of creepy guys

I'm home. Home sweet flea-infested home.
Fredericton was nice. A nice break from the usual humdrum of my lonely pathetic life. As usual, watched lots of movies. I'll share my thoughts on my favorites later on.
My drive home was fun, and sleepyish. I swear the same snorer from the bus ride up was on the ride home too.
I stopped and got a few groceries on the way home and a few drug store products (i.e deoderant, body wash, and mouthwash)... that was fun. Then I stopped at the pet store to get some more flea get ridder products. I swear I've spent almost a 100 dollars on that cat and her fleas this month.
So yeah... joy for the creepy guys. First there was the pet store worker who kept bugging me and offering advice and just being weird, then there was the guy in Lawtons who kept staring at me weird. Then there was the guy in the grocery store who followed me. And not just like he was going down the same aisles as me coincidentally no.. he folllowed me and he kept coming up behind me and putting his hand on my shoulder. I yelled at him once but he didn't back down all that much, did however draw the attention of one of the grocery store boys who appeared to keep an eye on us till I was out of there.. felt like a little spy group, me getting my goceries, the creepy guy following me and the grocery guys slinking around behind him.
Then there wsd the guy at the bus stop, who kept talking to me, conversation went as follows:

Weird guy: The sun's going down
Me: Yeah that tends to happen at this time of night
Weird guy: My names Rick.
Me: That's nice.
Rick a.k.a Weird Guy: Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: I really don't think that's any of your business.
Rick/Weird Guy: Can I show you a trick with your twoonie?
Me: Umm.. no.
R/WG: Sooo... can I give you my numbe so you can call me?
Me: Sure, give me your number but I"m not gonna call you.
Weird Rick: Why not?
Me: Cause you're really creepy.

At that point my bus came. However, men were redeemed with the sweet guy who helped me carry my groceries home. Anyways, gonna go clean up. Later.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

A funny thing happened in my bathroom

I have fruit flies. I just killed two of them when they were... well what appeared to be mating... hilarious.
I have a sick sense of humor.

I think I'm bored...

No.. I know I"m bored... Yep... quite...
However there were some highlights to my day:
1) Had pancakes for breakfast and kept them down.
2) Went with Sam to get her tattoo
3) Beautiful sunshine! I might just have a bit of color now
4) I know what I'm getting for a tattoo and where
5) Painted my toenails pretty colors! = pink, purple, blue and orange... Lawtons didn't have green...
6) Wandered around pretty uptown SJ
7) Had an icecream cone... the icecream fell off onto the sidewalk... would have made me sick anyways.
8) Got to see MR for a bit.
9) Got to see sleep in till 10
10) Didn't have to work

Downfalls of my day:
1) Tattoos are scarey
2) My mother would kill me if I got one
3) My icecream fell off... :(
4) Didn't get alot of sleep cause I didn't go to bed till 1 and cause Willow had me up at 5, then the neighbor played his bagpipes at unreasonable hours of the night.
5) My henna tattoo washed off right away.. in other words it didn't work.
6) I only got to see MR for an hour or so...
7) I'm very very bored and lonely...

But that's my story for the day.. note that the highlights outweight the downfalls... so a good day all in all.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Two for the Money

Just finished watching Two for the Money. Wasn't sure if I'd like it or not but I enjoyed it very much. It was really good. The whole sports thing had me a bit uncertain at first but it was definetly worth its 6 dollars. As was Matthew McConaughey... yes.. very much.

Yard Sale Splendor

So... yesterday was Lindsay's birthday. So I spent the night at mom's. As usual, it was a most horrible time. I found the whole birthday thing very upsetting. Really missed Papa too. And as usual my family is quite unable to understand me when I'm upset so I was pretty down. But that's life I guess. I think its gonna be awhile before I can ever really enjoy my birthday or anyone's else's fully.
The weekend was somewhat redeemed by some yard saling this morning. Bought myself a tea kettle finally. And a roaster and a brand new cooler for 2 dollars.. yes.. I probably don't have much use for one but I"ll find a use for it. Don't worry. I also find myself some books.... always a bad idea with me.. cause we all know I don' tneed more books.. but I have more. I bought a couple by Charles Dickens ("Tale of Two Cities" and "David Copperfield"), "Anna Karenina" by Leo Tolstoy and the "Grapes of Wrath" by Steinbeck as well as Walter Scott's "Ivanhoe". Got a best of Louis Armstrong Cd too. Gosh I have that voice.
Oooo and my fun splurge! A couple computer games! Nancy Drew (hehe) and Clue! I'm quite excited. I know what I'm doing tonight.
Anyways, I'm exhausted. I can hardly sit up so I think a nap is in order before I clean up the house... so later!

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Sexy Socks

Was gonna post this yesterday but Blogger was down "due to planned maintenance. Blogger apologizes for any inconvience this may cause".

Do people take their socks off during sex?

That had nothing to do with my rant... just a random thought.

I don't get the gay pride stuff. Like the parades and such. Do straight people have "I'm straight" or "In and Proud" ( yes I realize that doesn't make sense... but deal with it) parades? If so, I've missed out. Why does it need to be flaunted so? Straight people don't go to the extreme to make sure people know of their sexual orientation, I don't understand why people of the opposite orientation have to. What is the obsession with people knowning every intimate detail of your life? As far as I'm concerned, a person's sexual orientation is no one's damn business. It'd be like walking around with a sign sharing one's favorite brand of condom with the world. You know, I think some do it just for the attention... the attention they claim to hate. I don't think people would be "discriminated" against as much as they claim to be if people would just shut the hell up about it and stop blabbing it to the world. No wonder people get angry with it, its flaunted in their faces, symbols that 100 years ago were signs of God's provision and promises have been made into signs of sexual orientation.
I have nothing against anyone. I don't just about this. Not at all. If you knew me, you would know this to be even more true. But I do not understand. Maybe its just that I'm a private person and I don't understand sharing so much about my life with the world, heck I could be dying from cancer and not even tell my roomate...
Anyways, I guess that's just my opinion. Sorry if you didn't sign up for the opinionated part of my blog, small as it often is.
But I must go do something... not sure what yet but something! :)

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I have killed zhem fleaz!

So somehow my cat got fleas. Alot of them. but the house seems to be quite well defleaed. Willow smells funny from the flea "get ridder" that I bought.
Cruise ship tomorrow. Joy. Long tiring day is really what it means.
Getting my hair done tomorrow. Its much needed. Might actually be able to look nice once in awhile. Might be able to wear it down or something other than up all the time.
Ordered a laptop yesterday. Family decided they were gonna give me some money for school this year and I thought that it might be a good idea. I have a few really long days and maybe then I can get some work done or something. Might be easier on my arms and just in general for taking notes or whatever too. We'll see.
Anyways... I'm sleepy. Gotta be up early so I think I'll get to bed. Later.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Don't really know what to say...

Its unsual that I can't think of anything to say... but I can't... not much at least.
Did want to share something I'd seen on tv the other night. Bout this little boy who has this disease that makes him age really fast. He's 12 years old and has the physical body and healthy of an 80 year old. Its been awhile since I cried so much over a tv show. And this little guy is so strong and so brave. The reporter asked him if he was scared about dying and the kid just grinned. He said he couldn't wait to get to heaven so he could go fishing with the Lord. Said that in heaven "you didn't have to throw them back!"
Yeah.. so here's a link to a story on him and the disease - Lessons from a boy growing old before his time.
I wish I could be that strong. People always think I am... but I"m not. Not at all. I try to be. And I try to make it look like I am but I lie quite well sometimes. Its kinda weird to be looking up to a 12 year little boy for strenght but I figure I've gotta find it somewhere.
Anyways... so I guess I did have something to say.. but there is some leftover chinese food waiting for me and I'm gonna munch. Later.

Monday, July 03, 2006

Roomates Beware! Part 8

Send flowers to your roommate, with a card that says, “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” When you see them, start ripping up the flowers. Repeat the process for a few weeks.

Call your roommate “Clyde” by accident. Start doing so every so often. Increase the frequency over the next few weeks, until you are calling him “Clyde” all the time. If your roommate protests, say, “I’m sorry. I won’t do that anymore, Murray.”

Hire a night watchman to guard the room while you are sleeping.

Move everything to one side of the room. Ask your roommate if he knows how much an elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the empty side of the room with concern.

Practice needlepoint every night. At one point, grab your thumb and scream, “Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!” Cry hysterically for a few minutes, and then go to bed. Sob and sniff all night.

When your roommate comes in, pretend that you are on the phone, screaming angrily and shouting obscenities. After you hang up, say, “That was your mom. She said she’d call back.”

Every time your roommate comes in, immediately turn off the lights and go to bed. When he/she leaves, get up and loudly yell, “Okay, guys, you can come out now.”

Start wearing a crown, all the time. If your roommate tells you to take it off, say, “What do you think you are? A king?”

Sit in front of a chess board for hours, saying nothing, doing nothing. Then, look up and say, “I think this game goes a lot faster with two players.”

Talk back to your “Rice Krispies.” All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, “No, I want to watch them suffer.”

Change the locks on the door. Don’t let your roommate in unless he/she says the secret word. Change the secret word often. If your roommate can’t guess the secret word, make him/her pay a tithe.

Scatter stuffed animals around the room. Put party hats on them. Play loud music.When your roommate walks in, turn off the music, take off the party hats, put away the stuffed animals, and say, “Well, it was fun while it lasted.”

Hang a tire swing from the ceiling. Act like a monkey. If someone besides your roommate comes in, cease acting like a monkey and claim that the tire swing was your roommate’s idea. When you and your roommate are alone again, continue acting like a monkey.

Unplug everything in the room except for one toaster. Pray to the toaster. Bring it gifts. Throw some of your roommate’s possessions out the window. Say that the toaster made you do it.

Challenge your roommate to a duel. If he/she refuses, claim that you have won by forfeit and therefore conquered his/her side of the room. Insist that he/she remove all of his/her possessions immediately.

Sign your roommate up for various activities (campus tour guide, blood donor, organ donor).

Start dressing like an Indian. If your roommate inquires, claim that you are getting in touch with your Native-American roots. If your roommate accuses you of not having any Native-American roots, claim that he/she has offended your people and put a curse on your roommate.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

I don't think I get it...

When one is dating someone are they expected to drop all their other friends? Are they to spend time with other friends only if the significant other is present? Can one never have time with another friend unless their better half is with them?
I don't like dating expectations, sure I understand the obvious ones like no dating other people, no sleeping with other people, spend quality alone time with me etc but I"m not sure I understand the forget everything else that is important to you one.
And you know, I don't think I need to get it. That's just the way I am. Friends are a very close second to anyone I should ever date. I swore I'd never be one of those girls who forgot her friends for the new boy or whatever in her life. And I never will be. I will be sure of that. I"ve been hurt too many times myself from that and I won't do it to those I love.
I mean even better should the person I date be friends with my friends, that's great! But doesn't still mean I won't spend time with friends without them. I've always thought it to be really important that a couple have other friends and aquaintances outside of each other. You can't just be with one person all the time, sure its probably possible but sometimes you just need different company. People who share some of the interests that your significant other doesn't share with you, people who you can talk to you about things that you just can't share with the one you're dating.
Imaing how horrible married life would be if no one had friends or talked with other people other than their husband or wife. Maybe that's why so many marriages are ending. Maybe people are coming to expect too much of their spouse's time and people are just unhappy cause of it...
Also kinda explains why people are saying screw the dating game, I'll stay single or just sleep with random people. It's less complicated, less pressure to be the perfect partner.