My journey to Crazy Cat Lady (Intro)

18 03 2009

When I was a little girl about eight years old, my dad got a new car, and hidden in the seats was a book that whomever forgot about. In that book contained the story of a man named Peter Gethers, and his scottish fold cat, Norton. It took a lot to pull me out of that book, in fact, we had gone to a festival and I couldn’t be pried away from the book.

The thing that stuck with me, with Norton, was more or less how Peter Gethers talked about his cat, not as if he was a cat, but as if he were a person in his own right. (Which norton is.) I had spent most of my time reading kid stories where pets were just pets, or that spoke and talked human. And Gethers wrote such a fun and awesome story that I have always wanted to emulate.

This is going to be a serial of my experiences with my pets. My cats, my birds, my fish, my dogs, my rats, my hamsters… I’ve had a lot of animals grace my life with their presence. They have had some amazing adventures while with me. 

As I have read Murv’s little foray down the dusty golden path of nostalgia with “Mawrage” etc. I thought I would do something similar. Since I’m turning out nice to be a crazy cat lady, it might as well be this.

And I have to be honest here, I mostly got this idea from all these things but mostly from being bored at work and then writing down all the fun adventures with my cats, and then I thought about sharing this with people on the internet.


A thought before heading to work…

16 02 2009

I am, right at this very minute, from the sale price of my laptop I am 70 dollars and 17 cents away from my laptop.

Here’s the specs according to

For a computer of that price, it’s all kinds of awesome! (I like how it has expandable memory slots up to 4 gig!) and it’s all shiny and chrome-looking. Although it’s not as much when I saw it in the store. I’m going to keep it in mind though when I do order it. I’m so excited.

No really, I am.

I’ll be able to do NaNoWriMo on a laptop this year, and not in pen and transcribe (Although I will do that at work, they don’t seem to care when I’m writing, they do however, mind if I read between calls. What can I say? It doesn’t make sense to me either!)

I’m close to using wifi hotspots to check on things, and going places with my laptop. WOOT! it’s awesome!

I’m so close to that!

TTYL I’ve got to get to work.

25 Questions

2 02 2009

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.

Kelli, EscritoraLoquita, since you’re both one of the FEW FEW FEW people who read this thing… guess what? TAG!

1. My favorite seasons are fall, and possibly early summer, when the weather’s nice enough to be hot, but not bad enough to be scortching.

2. i’m addicted to Nostalgia. To the point that I will reminise on something for hours.

3.  I write in my personal journal almost every day. I’ts a habit to be scribbling in it at work.

4. My favorite color is purple, with blue in close second. And I really do like rainbows, for the colors. It’s soothing to see those colors. And they have to be bold. Pastel drives me nuts except in spring.

5. I color coordinate my clothes. You will only see me wearing a blue shirt in winter, red in fall or summer pastel pink in spring or early summer.

6. I believe I inherit traits from my family as parts of my personality. I have my mom’s flair for walking in on an unintentional sale at a store, my dad’s ability to think things through.

7. I love making lists. I will make lists all day of everything. It’s a compulsion. My head is so full of either cotton or static depending on the day that I have to write it down to make sense of the chaos around me and to feel like I have a plan.

8. I have ADD/inattentive type. I was diagnosed at the age of 5. Then rediagnosed at the age of 9 then triple diagnosed again at the age of 12, then diagnosed for the government twice for BVR. I took several different kinds of medication and I was okay for a while. Now I have nothing but my lists to help.

9. I’m at the point I want to settle down. I want my own house. I want to meet someone nice and have a few kids. Marriage is optional as I don’t believe in marriage.

10. I’m so ecclectic in my beliefs that nobody can make sense of me. I draw from everything I come across. It redefines everything.

11. I love writing. Sometimes though, I feel like I’m no good at it, that I’m a hack, and I don’t know what I’m doing (Which that last one is almost all the time, actually).

12. I love my friends, but sometimes when I’m amongst them I feel like I’m by myself and from the outside looking in.

13. No matter where I go I have my own personal soundtrack playing in my head. There isn’t a moment some song isn’t running through my head. it’s a compulsion. Which is why I have the radio on continually.

14. I drive better with the radio on than with it off. Which is probably why I had problems with BOTH of my driving tests.

15. I catch the small things that other people don’t in life. They’d much rather look ahead than what’s around them.

16. I suffer from SAD’s Seasonal Affective Disorder. Winter makes me crazy, although I love it.

17.  I love traditions. I try to keep them. Mainly for reasons stated in number 7. I feel rooted in something.

18. I try to keep to doing the same things on the same nights at the same time. I feel saner. It doesn’t always work out that way though. (Sundays are supposed to be my rest day!)

19. Although I hate COTA sometimes, I miss riding the bus, just for the camraderie of some of the people you meet on there.

20. I’m sold on Corelle dishes for the rest of my life. These unbreakable dishes ROCK my SOCKS!

21. I’m a consummate geek. I love Heroes, I love Hiro’s own storyline as he’s the one I easliy identify with. I love japanese culture. (Might as well just say the entire culture, I love everything, from the macha obsession to blood type personality tests, etc.) I love computers a lot, I game old school systems, I read a lot of sci-fi and fantasy and horror.

22. I sometimes hear certain songs and it reminds me of certain people. Right now, modest mouse just came on the radio and I happened to think about my friend Stephen. I miss him like the dickens when the two songs come on, then I try to think about something else, or I get too sad.

23. I get mad at music videos for not being what I’m seeing in my head. This is why music videos are going down the hole. They used to be better.

24.  I have an obsession with carabiners. I use them to clip EVERYTHING to everything else. They’re AWESOME!

25. I sometimes go to Target, even when I don’t have money as for some odd reason, Target makes me think of how I can improve my life by mainly modifying what they have to my own needs. Oh and I love going down the ‘art’ section to see how I can do things myself. In fact this reminds me of the “Map of Paris I need to do with my map of Columbus I want to add to the walls.

Weather, On being 25, Work

16 01 2009

My internets are cold. I’m cold. That’s all there is to say about the -3º weather outside.

TV is better when I’m actually listening to it. I can imagine what people sound like.  I can imagine what’s happening.  This is why I listen to Podio books and actually read books instead of actually watching TV.

Speaking of , i’m not ready for the revolution. My TV will be showing hours of static. I keep getting the stupid coupons for the TV converter box only to find out that the coupon’s expired long before I can use it.

I think that I grew up in an amazing generation. We have witnessed a lot of history in our 25 years. I remember sitting with my family watching the berlin wall collapsing on TV. I remember watching the oklahoma bombing, I learned about the internet in ’95 and got my first e-mail account in ’96, to owninig my own computer, and knowing more about computers than the average person.  I watched gas go from 89 cents to 1.00 to all the way to 4.25 and back down again. I saw the twin towers get blasted the first time, and get struck down by planes in 9-11. I’ve seen the burst of the .com bubble as cliched as that word ever is. I saw Y2K go by without a breeze from those who were obsessed with it to the point of stockpiling stuff.

Indeed, those of us who are 25 right now have been through a lot more than we can say.

I am disenfranchised with work. I have been for a while, but it’s more like, I dread going into work every day. I like working with people, but I like doing my own thing as well, so I don’t feel like a drone. I feel like the corporate world doesn’t want happy, productive people, as it does robots who look good in suits while they continually spit on them.

My hours are not helping my spirit at all, in fact I should be getting ready for bed right now instead of blogging. I just don’t have any time anymore for anything. I might see about getting better hours, or hours earlier in the day, and if not, going back down to part-time as I want to go back to school.

10:30 AM-7:00 PM. Yuck.

I’ve been writing, don’t worry, I have been. I’ve started re-writing this one story of mine, maybe not a rewrite as much as a edit. I think I know where I’m going with it now. And if not, I hope to find out soon, or I may not know at all. I really do want to finish working on FOBHS (which is my name of it) and actually get that good ’nuff to go around.

And yes, I know I should be editing, reading over my novel for plot holes large enough to drive a small truck through. Instead I”ve been lounging on the computer, going to that addicting whorehouse known as youtube and watching videos until my eyes droop toward shut. (Plus my hours at work aren’t helping with feeling like I have a job me and an after work me).

And tuesday I’m paying all my bills. Having a five week month is awesome when you’re paid on Fridays.

Sweet, or Savory?

13 01 2009

I wake up in the morning, my mouth dry. Should I have orange juice? Should I have the pop I left out overnight now a vicious luke warm liquid that’s mostly syrup, or stimulating coffee.

Realizing I have no coffee maker, and therefore no coffee I resign myself to the luke warm un-fizzy pop from the night before and some pizza crumbs left at the bottom of the box.

I normally go out to Speedway, and possibly get a doughnut and some of their uber awesome coffee, but today, I was broke.

I think about when I go out, the same ultimate question bothers me. Do I want something sweet, like pancakes or whatever is on the menue like that, or do I want something that’s flavorful and bold, like an omelet.

When going out for breakfast, these questions astound me and I will spend a good time hovering over the menu, eyebrows furrowed, looking through pages and pages of descriptions. And again it comes down to, do I want something like pancakes or eggs.

Thinking upon it now, when the decision of what to have for breakfast is hours away, it does come down to the same question. Maybe it’s not sweet and/or savory insomuch as either eggs or pancakes.