I like to talk about stuff. I also like to complain about stuff. So, this is my stuff.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

ADAM's Turtle

I'll write something better when I have more time. But for now, here are pictures of Adam's tank and his turtle.


Tuesday, October 25, 2005


Today I remember a dear friend I lost four years ago. Manisa would have turned 22 today. Every year I acknowledge her birthday and figure how old she would be. I don't know why. It's like I'm trying to keep her alive. But at some point, this is not going to make any sense anymore. Eventually, she'll have her 40th would-be birthday... but I can only picture a 17 year old face. She has managed to keep her youth while giving up everything else.

She always said she wanted to come back as a cat, living in a home like hers where the cats get spoiled and loved. I hope if she did, she didn't get caught out in this storm we're having. Not that I believe in that stuff.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Being Quiet

I have a quiet voice. You may have noticed this. And I bet you have been annoyed by it once or twice. I know how if feels because I get annoyed by really LOUD people.

You might have asked me to speak up. I understand and I try to accomodate. I usually end up yelling because I can't talk any louder. I just can't, okay? I'd actually rather not say anything at all than have to yell. So I might just be like, "nevermind" if it wasn't that important.

And I know sometimes people just gotta pretend they heard what I said and go, "u-huh", I've done it too.

But when it comes to serving my food, please don't pretend you heard what I said. If you're pouring gravy on my turkey and I say, "Can I have some more squash please?" it's not cool when you THOUGHT I asked for gravy on my squash. Do you realize how uncool that is?

Anyway, I was thinking that with the advances in technology, isn't there something I can do about my decibel? Breathing excercises? Surgery? Anything? Anyone? Beuller?

Thursday, October 13, 2005


Guys, you may want to sit this one out.


No, don't look at my eyebrows (I know, I'm going to pluck them soon, girls).

Look at my zits! I've never had so much coverage! What the hell is going on here? Why now? Should I just go out and get braces and get it over with? Should I get some new tourtouise shell glasses? Do I NOT LOOK YOUNG ENOUGH, that I have to divert back ever further?

I used to just put a steaming hot washcloth on my face. No zits. Then I started getting some, so I've tried Cetaphil. Guess what? It's not working for me. So now I'm going to try St. Ives Apricot Scrub.

Which brand of face wash is for Barb? I'm going to find out. Won't it be a fun journey? Will you take it with me? I need all the help I can get.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

I Hate Dogs!

I really do! I don't mind Blue Baby, but he is still a pain in the @$$!

Can I be allergic to dogs now? It has been working for me with walnuts.

On Sunday, Geoff helped Adam bring a dresser over to our place and he brought Sam (dog) with him. Moo Moo (kitten) was trying to get up in his grill (face) and we kept pushing Moo Moo away. Sam sat between Adam and me for protection and I guess Moo Moo started attacking from the floor. I mean, I guess he did, because all of a sudden Sam was biting my leg off and I was blinded by the pain.

I have massive bruiseage on my calf and it still hurts. I say 'bruiseage' because I don't know if it's one big bruise, or 12. And during perfect skirt weather! I hate dogs!

They always cause me pain and people are ALWAYS making excuses for them...

  • Oh, he's just a dog, he doesn't know any better.
  • He didn't mean to! He was trying to protect you!
  • He's just saying HI!
Please excuse my shoe, it didn't know any better than to kick your dog. It was trying to protect my foot. Hello, I am a shoe!

Dogs smell! I think they smell really bad! And they slobber! Who do they think they are, licking people? It's all slimy and smelly.

  • Cats smell, too
  • Dog saliva kills 99.9% of bacteria.
  • Kisses!!!
Cats smell fine, you are thinking of kitty litter. So does Lysol, but I bet you would be offended if I sprayed Lysol all over your face. Nobody kisses like that.

People, hear me now. I am not going to pretend I like your dog(s) anymore. If you don't have a dog, try not to get one. From now on, I am allergic to dogs. My calf hurts.

disclaimer: I really don't mind Blue Baby.