Still Ranting and Raving

Books Read: 6
Pages Read: 2120

I have decided to keep track of the books I read this year. I am always trying to remember some interesting author I read so this way I will hopefully remember.

The Living Dead Edited By John Joseph Adams (487pgs)
The Road By Cormac McCarthy (241pgs)

Anyone have a pet turtle? I inherited my Dad's Cooter Turtle when he died and the beastie is driving my nuts. She is like the size of a large salad plate so she isn't a little tiny thing. I have renamed her Spider Pig because she loved her tank dirty. I clean the filter every other day and change her swimming water once a week. She hates when I clean the tank. I am careful not to move her shit around because I know from having fish how important consistency is in a tank. But she is in there banging around and being all bitching and hissing at me every time I come near the tank. This is the same turtle that lets me hand feed her apples and stuff every other day of the week. I worry so much about her getting sick because she was my Dad's but lordy is she a PITA. On top of it I borked the toilet while I was dumping out the water from her tank. I had to take the top off the back and LUCKILY it was the chain that fell off the little arm doo-hicky. Yet another day in paradise.

I dreamed I was a seal again last night. I love that dream. I have this slick black coat and am swimming in the icy waters of the arctic. Last night I dove down so deep and went fishing. I can still remember the oily taste. The dream itself is so peaceful. But I wonder what it means?

ETA: I just went looking for the kind of seal I am in my dream and I am a Weddell Seal

Sometimes I just don't get Chris at all. My computer is finished. It died. He keeps saying he is going to buy me a new one but I know he is full of shit. I can deal with it and having to use his computer for the time being until I get pissed off enough to make him buy me one.

I had a new DVDRW drive we had just put in about a month before my computer died. I told him that he could take it out of mine and put it into his since I was going to get a new one with whatever computer I bought. But I told him that the hard drives are mine and not to touch them. They are MINE not his and I don't want his shit on them. He tends to install stuff and store stuff all over the place and it drives me crazy. All my files are just the way I want them. He had no right to install my 80 gig drive on his cesspool without asking me. STUPID FUCKER. The only good thing is that I have my 14 gigs of music back to listen to for the moment. I think I am going to kill him tonight when he gets home from work. ASSHAT

I am very picky about the Simpson memorabilia I collect. As John said in episode 4F11 "It's Camp! The tragically ludicrous? The ludicrously tragic?" It has to make me laugh so when Chris found these Simpsons cookies I was like Cletus in a pig pen. I figures I would take some pictures of them for my collection then we would take some funny candid shots of us eating them. I flipped them over to see if they are real Simpsons stuff or just using the images. Then I saw the BEST BY date. It said 8/15/08!!!! WHAT THE FUCK are they putting in the cookies to make them still edible after a year and a half??? We aren't eating them now and I am sort of scared of them. I will add them to my shelf of Simpsons oddities.

I was updating my blogger account with the new address for this journal and read my last entry.  It was about my friend Tom.  I hate the term ex friend but I guess you could call him that.   I miss him so much.  I was just thinking about him the other night when I posted about Vogon poetry on the AMA board.  He and I used to send each other scraps of it just for kicks and giggles.  He got me in ways so many people never do.  I really wanted to send him an email saying "Reading Vogon poetry and thinking of you.  Don't forget your towel.  Love in that weird sisterly way, Linda"   I wish I could send it to him but who know if he ever wants to hear from me again.  I am the one that pulled away.  Just like i always do.  Things get emotionally intense and I run away like a virgin at a volcano party.  Well I miss Tom.   I miss a lot of people who would still be in my life if I had any balls.

Dear SPOs,

I just want to thank you for my cat Ba`ast. About 12 years ago you adopted a young male cat from our local shelter. I don't know what was wrong but your returned him right away claiming that he was just too much. Thank you for that because we showed up the day before they were going to put him down and fell in love with him. The only problems we have ever had was him spaying at first but that was taken care of when we got him neutered. The only behavioral issues were teaching him not to climb on the table or counters and all that took was a firm No and a squirt from a water gun. He is so smart. Ba`ast will come when you call his name, hop up beside you if you pat the chair or couch, play with the kitty toys, press his forehead to your lips to give you a kitty kiss and most of all be there when you are sad or ill and need a friend.

I wish I knew your name so I could thank you personally for the love and joy Ba`ast has brought into our lives because he was too much for you. According to the vet he is in good health and we are looking to many more years together.

Love,
Me

Last night, Mim Mim Bringer-of-Doom struck again at my fish colony. It was about midnight and Katie was sleeping in my bed because earlier she was having a hard time getting to sleep. We both woke up to this BANG. I look up and the lid to Riddle's tank is off and see a little black and white blur running away. Riddle was hiding at the bottom of his tank and was pissed but fine. I am still not sure how she did it. You need to lift off the tank lid. It won't slide off. The only guess I have is that she stuck her paw in the little hole for letting in air and flipped the lid up. That would explain the banging noise. Luckily the hole isn't big enough for her to get her paw in far enough to get into the water and at the fish. I taped up all the fish tanks last night so she can't flip off any more lids but it will have to be temporary since it looks like crap. I am just glad he was in a 1 gallon tank instead of a smaller one or she might of flipped the whole tank.

_postsecret_ question was what was your best April Fool's trick.  I wrote about one of the ones I pulled when I was living with Grandpa.  Its anonymous over there but there isn't a reason I can't post it in my own journal for save keeping.  I miss you Grandpa.  See you in Heaven!



I was about 12 and living with my Grandfather at the time. It was almost time to get up but he was still in bed so I knocked on his door really loud and yelled "Grandpa Grandpa the dog pooped all over the floor". He jumped out of bed and ran out of his room in his pajamas. He yelled at me "WHERE???" I am dying of laugher as he is looking all over the floor and it takes him about three minutes to realize we DON'T have a dog!!!! I tell him April Fool's between laughs and he starts to laugh with me.

I did make it up to him because before I woke him up I already made breakfast, pancakes and coffee for him and hot chocolate for me. So it was waiting for us when we stopped laughing.

Happy April Fool's Day!

It is so rainy and gray out today.  It just feels chilly and damp in here.  The heat is turned on but I guess it's just the lack of light. 

I had the weirdest dream last night.   My nose ring has been bothering me since I am blowing it so much with this latest round of sinus/asthma/who-the-fuck-knows.  I had Dr.V look at it Thursday and he said it was just irritated and the new antibiotic he has me on will take care of any infection if one starts.  Well last night I was dreaming that I was doing a salt water soak and pieces of my nose started falling off.  More and more kept falling into the little bowl.  When I was done I had a hole in the side of my nose.  It looked like I had been stretching it like people do with their earlobes.

Yay for Sunday morning paper, dunkin donuts and a large coffee with spicy vanilla.  :)

I love my pets so I have to show them off.  I need to get a good pic of Mim Mim but here are ( babies )

Before I got sick this past fall and winter I was keeping a blog at blogger.com.  I have been hanging around here for a few months but haven't felt like blogging so its been looking like a wasteland around here.  But I like some of the communities here at LJ so now that I am feeling half human again I am going to start my blog over again here.  My old posts can be found at Rants Raves and Who the Heck Cares.