May 3, 2006
i told tim we should go on an eating tour today like eat at several different restaurants, it seemed to be a good idea before we ate an entire order of nachos in less than three minutes. the waitress comes over during the first 40 seconds to see if we’re alright or need anything else and we were so immersed in eating it was like FUCK OFF! then i took a massive crap in the bathroom. amazing.
if people are getting sad that i don’t respond to their comment it’s cos i read them in haloscan before moderating so i forget to comment but i do read all of them.
children are yelling in the park and i hate it! now that it’s warmer they scream louder and the snow isn’t there to absorb any of it i have to wait until they all leave before i can open windows. i am a prisoner. the little outfits they wear are really cute though. there’s this one kid who yells things like I AM GOING TO KILL MYSELF I’M FAAAALLING BURN IN HELL BURN IN HELL BURN IN HELL!!! he’s awesome. maybe he’s a prophet, anyway.
blogging today seems trivial, something bad happened. see ya.
*ok turns out it’s not that bad but it’s not amazingly spectacular either though blogging still seems trivial.
May 2, 2006
dear friends
this is what cid does to earn all of those time-outs and don’t go retarded it’s not like i am locking him in a box or something.
when i walk across the room more than once he declares that this is “too much” and then snorts at me like a bull and lunges with his arms out to swipe at my legs and then bites my legs.
if he sees me walking around NOT FEEDING HIM or sitting at my computer also NOT FEEDING HIM then he jumps onto the table then onto the microwave then onto MY knick-knack shelf, not fil’s shrine to fil, not anywhere else, he specifically messes with MY SHIT and then when i get up to get him away he’ll jump off immediately. then he’ll jump up again ten minutes later and knock all my shit off and mess up everything and then i go over and he jumps down again. half an hour later he’ll do it again and then i’ll get him down and hug him then walk him to the bedroom and then he goes mental on me and tries to bite my face and swats at me and so i put him by the window and open it and then he races me out the door so i have to pick him up again and he knows this so he does another death dance face swipe bull snort until i can usher him in there without facial wounds.
this happens maybe ten times a day because he feels he is not receiving enough attention.
he’ll stretch out for you to rub his stomache all cute and then you do it and then he goes RAAAH RAAAAWH KILL KILL KILLLL DESTROY.
he totally has mental problems.
anyway.
and he HAS bit my face and head before and nearly got my eye and he’s made me bleed and he also bit my thigh and i have a scar.
i forgot wearing headbands and headband culture in general was intensely fucking hardcore! if one hair is sticking out somewhere you have to redo, start over, it’s a failure of a headband-mount, total. fucking. failure.
i just spent 15 minutes trying to get it right and i look like a pinheaded drunken cheerleader with humongous eyes and a staring problem.
and in half an hour i will have a headache.
YAY GO HEADBAND GO!
i have a new friend and it is a little bird that comes onto the balcony when i have cid in a time-out in the bedroom and he comes to the glass and pecks on it with his little bird beak maybe i will let him fly into the condo? no? i am going to buy birdseed except THE BEST birdseed and then we will have a birdseed party and cid will jump through the screen and ruin all of my bird friendships.
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get ready to cry like a little bitch.
