Me

Nick's right...

that no matter how much I sleep I am always still tired. It's pathetic... I've slept most of my weekend away and I feel like crap right now. I think my problem is that I need more regular sleep - not sporadic naps during the day with a greatly varying bedtime during the week. I think my body is confused right now... it simply doesn't know when the hell to be tired so it just goes with "all the time." I'm having a bedtime this week and I'm going to see how that goes. Hopefully, that will help.

I remember in the fifth grade I would wake up at 5 am every morning - just so I could hot-roll my hair before school. (Wow, I have changed.) And I could get up then without a problem. Didn't get tired during the day, either. It was great. Never thought I'd miss the fifth grade - especially since my teacher then was a bitch. Oh well.

I feel pretty rough right now, both physically and emotionally. I've been fighting a migraine all day and I think it's finally winning. I would just take some medication, but it has so much caffeine that I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Speaking of caffeine:  That's something that I've gotta lay off of. I used to never ever drink anything that contained it and now I HAVE to have coffee everyday just to keep from falling asleep. It rules me at this point... I have to have it or I get sleepy and a headache. I hate feeling like I depend on something to get through daily life. That's what you call an addiction.

I think another thing that has been dragging me down is food. I've become much less particular about what I shove down my throat on a daily basis and that can't be good. Oh shit! I'm becoming American! Just wait - I'll be fat before you know it. I know a few of you out there would like to see that. Well, I was kidding. I have no intention of keeping this shit up. I can't because I pretty much don't like anyone or anything - myself included. (More like, myself especially). But anyway. Things have got to change.

One more thing. I need to start dancing again. That used to be my thing I did to pass time. I used to do it all the time... alone, or with Shadow. I didn't care. I need to stop being so damn shy about it, but I am. I guess I'm not really living... you know how they say "Dance like nobody's watching"... well, I find that hard - especially when people do indeed look at you. But it's a good way to stay in shape... just get the hell up and move. That's all you gotta do.

Now I do more of the "sitting on my ass" kind of passing time... i.e. myspace. Which is yet more of sitting on my ass just like I do for 40 hours a week at work. NOT GOOD. I may have to start putting restrictions on myself. Not a bad idea, really. My only hang up with that is that I like to write and here (aside from email) is the only time I do that. But I don't post blogs very often anymore so I think limiting myself wouldn't hinder that much.

Well, anyway, I guess that's it. I just wanted to clear my head some... and writing is how I do it. I apologize to anyone who just read all of this pointless blubber. But thank you if you did.

Love,

Blu

(^_^)

Jumping right in... not this past weekend, but the one before it we got a bearded dragon and a guinea pig. The bearded dragon came from one of my dad's friends who could no longer take care of it.  Dad's a carpenter and offered to build him a nice cage if I took him in. And the guinea pig... well, I just wanted it. BAD. 😁

The bearded dragon is not even a foot long so it's not full-grown yet, though it's not still a baby. It hasn't been handled much so it hisses and flares up when you get too close to it. It will tolerate being hand fed vegetables so we could probably get it used to us touching it if we wanted to, but mostly I prefer to just look at it. It's very pretty, I think. 😊 It's got a yellow tint on it's face and I've never seen another like that. Shadow calls it Neo and that's ok with me.

The guinea pig, however, is my baby and I named him Niq (pronounced "neek"). I chose that because shortly after I got him home I noticed something weird about his foot. At first I thought he had a broken toe because it was just hanging there, but upon closer inspection he has an extra toe - which makes him uNIQue. (Yes, I'm a dork; I don't care - I thought it was cute.) 😂 Anyway, I love my little creature... when I hold him he makes little noises, and he licks me, and he's just so sweet! 😍 He's still a baby for sure. He's not much bigger than the ones from the fresh litter we saw at GJ's.

Ok, well in case you haven't been keeping up here's all the pets we have now:

4 hermit crabs (1 died)
1 scorpion
1 cobalt tarantula
1 parakeet (Lily)
1 puppy (Scooter)
1 guinea pig (Niq)
1 bearded dragon (Neo)
2 veiled chameleons (Tiny Alice & Little Clyde)
2 sugar gliders (Yorda & Ico)
2 gerbils (Toad & Testiclees)
2 hedgehogs (PigPig & Octavious... but we're only babysitting Octavious)

So yeah... we have a house full. I might get Shadow a guinea pig (I read they do better in pairs), but that won't be a big deal since it can just live with mine. And we'll probably stop buying creatures after that. I dunno... a short-tailed opossum is on our wish list, but we're not in a hurry to get one. *shrugs*

Anyhoo... when I get back home this afternoon I'll add some pics of our newest additions to this blog. Then I'll put up a bulletin so that those of you who care won't have to keep checking back. Ok, laters!

I'm probably just crazy, but...

I think it's true. I'm only human on the outside and something totally different on the inside. That might explain why I've felt so completely out of place for a huge portion of my life. That might explain why no one gets me (as I learned in a rather disheartening conversation last night).

Maybe I was meant to be a cat or something. I'm moody, I'm anti-social until I want to be loved on, and I'll urinate on your bed if you piss me off.

Or - better yet, maybe I should have been a dog... I'm loyal to the extreme so even if you kick me in the face I'll still sniff your ass lovingly. And I bite... I put my mouth all over you for no apparent reason.
I GREW UP IN MUNFORD. MAYBE I WAS RAISED BY ANIMALS.

Whatever the case - I'm just uncomfortable. With myself, with people. They make me nervous. I just want to go home - back to my home planet. All I do know is that I'm tiny and extremely intuitive. I feel too much; I hear things, I see things, I know things (that other people don't).

[help me]

I think this weekend would be a good one to go see my crazy favorite aunt so that I can ask her what crazy feels like. Yeah...

I'm not scared...

Yeah, I'm not scared...

of you,

or you,

or you.

You know who you are and I know that you're reading this.

Heads up - I am no longer doubting myself or what I know.

THE END

Meet Scooter!

I guess I'll just let the pictures do the talking in this one. Enjoy! 😀

The End. 😊

Ch-ch-changes! ... Melissa gave me crabs.

Yeah, a few things happened this past weekend that I haven't posted about. First of all we got six new pets. Yes, 6; in the same weekend, even. (It's not as crazy as it sounds... I'll explain in a moment). The other change is my mood... and I think it has a lot to do with one pet in particular. Another change would be in my perspective; also because of this one li'l fella. So now to explain what I'm talking about...

A friend of mine from way back in the day wrote me and asked if I wanted some hermit crabs... Nick and Shadow had both been hinting that they wanted some hermit crabs for a while now so I was like, "What the hell. Yeah." I had some hermit crabs back in the day and they were pretty cool. So my friend Missy gave me two hermit crabs on Saturday.

Later that day Brooke from Critters (the bestest store ever, btw), called me up. She said that a lady (Janie) had a puppy in the store that she wanted to give away to a good home - Janie's husband had found him under a bus at work earlier that week and they couldn't keep him. Brooke told me that the little guy was pretty much housebroken and really sweet and that she would like for us to come and look at him. So we did.

On the way to the store, though, we were discussing how we didn't really want a dog inside the house and how we didn't want one outside since we don't have a fence yet (our house is pretty close to the road)... so it didn't really seem like the best idea to go looking at a puppy just yet. But, we figured what was the harm?

So we got to Critters, I met Janie, and she was holding the sweetest-looking little ball of fur. She said that they had been calling him Scooter and that he was really no trouble - he's mostly trained and doesn't get into anything. He was a pretty laid-back kind of guy it seemed. Do I even have to say it? I wanted him. So I asked Nick what he thought and he said he liked him, too. He was all, "I guess he could stay inside until we get a fence" and I agreed. I was so relieved - I was worried that one of us would want him and that the other wouldn't. That would've sucked.

Well anyway we didn't take him home Saturday... we wanted to think it over and make sure that we could accommodate him. I got Janie's number and told her I'd call. Before I go any further Shadow has been begging, (pitifully, I might add) for a puppy. He's wanted one that could stay in the house and be his friend. We were pretty much opposed to that since we didn't want one in the house. We'd discussed getting a big dog that would keep people out of the yard once we had a fence, so this was kind of sudden and really unexpected. But the more I thought about it the more I kept thinking that that little sweetie was perfect for Shadow. Come to find out Brooke had the same feeling - that's why she called! Her calling, btw, made me feel really nice. I liked that she was looking out for us and I felt really happy knowing that she must really believe we take good care of our pets. That made my day.

... So I call Janie on Sunday and ask her to meet me back at Critters with Scooter. We took Shadow because we had planned to each pick out another hermit crab to go in the tank with the other ones... but we didn't tell him that he might get a puppy, too. I just wanted to let him meet Scooter and see what he thought first. He seemed to like him so I explained that he needed someone to take care of him and if he promised to do it then we could take him home and let him stay in the house (at least for now). He looked SOOO happy. He just started grinning from ear to ear. So then I let Shadow pick out some of the things we needed for him.

Anyhoo, so far things are going well. Shadow loves Scooter and it's really nice for him to have someone to play with. Scooter has really turned out to be well-mannered and not much trouble at all. Now that he's made himself at home he tries to chew a lot of things, but usually a stern "No!" is enough to make him stop. (Hey, I think that's pretty good considering he's probably teething). He's only peed in the floor twice and I blame myself for those two times. I just needed to get in the swing of taking him out to do that. He doesn't bark (unless he passes by a mirror) or cry so he's not a bother to have around.

Other than that we don't really know too much about him. We don't know what breed he is or his age, exactly. Brooke guessed that he was about 8 weeks old and that maybe he has some basset hound or something like that in him because he is long-ish and has short legs. He also looks like he may have some chow in him because he has purple on his tongue and poofy-looking fur (it's really super-soft, though). Also his face reminded Brooke of a german Shepard... so in essence we don't know anything for sure. All we do know is that he's part of the family now. Don't worry, though... I'll put up a picture soon and you all can try to help me figure him out.

... In summation:

3 crabs (one each for me, Nick, and Shadow)
+2 crabs (from Missy)
+1 Scooter
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6 pets this past weekend and a lot of happy for Blu. 😁

Until next time...