Pets Welcome

(Some rambling as I sip my morning tea. about how)
Life is good. And all the sweet, simple things are making me feel oh-so-nice lately. Like at 1:00, the sun spills onto my bed flawlessly.

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Pilot and I often take full advantage of this time and bask in the rays, napping and whatnot.
Currently, I'm sitting cross-legged on my bed; Flower is curled into a C by my knee.
Flower before writing this post:

Her only bad habit is digging holes in the privacy screen(VERY annoying and destructive), and climbing on my desktop- both only when left unattended. I'm okay with her computer habits though, and my friends seem to get a kick out of receiving an IM from Flower out of the blue, saying "nmguoiii777777777774444444444````"
(She also manages to open programs like firefox and AOL, windows search, control panel, etc. I find it hilarious coming home to my pc being turned on from standby and the desktop flooded with windows and ferret typing. "zxghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhtr54ww3333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333")
She brings me joy. Sometimes frustration, but a lot of joy. And it's absolutely worth it.
Oh, Pilot currently:

Safe and snug.
Anyway, I really feel that if you are unwilling to give an animal the best life absolutely possible, you aren't qualified to own that animal. It's beyond me why people buy a animal- purchase another lifeform, then cast it aside or mistreat or neglect it.. incomprehensible!!!
Using products that are known to be harmful and feeding your pet junk food is simply not acceptable. API had an article on common pet food which goes in depth about how most brands of pet food is low-quality meat product, grain, and often littered with bacteria and toxins. I feel it's worth it to pay an extra dollar for a holistic, human-grade pet food rather than feeding your pet foods which are actually damaging to them! A couple of my favorites:

• www.canidae.com/
• www.wellnesspetfood.com/

I feel free.
Life is good.

Derek died.
It's unreal, he's no longer around. And anyone else, given the circumstances, could have had that same result. Life is such a fragile thing, and so easy to take for granted. It's heartbreaking, I cant believe we'll never see him again- I hate the finality of that. I just hope his family is okay..

It's all nice.

Well, Noah and I gave miniputt a shot yesterday evening (pun intended) at Evie's. Of course he and the girls working had to chat it up, when I started to feel like a cock block I floated away to obtain a putter.. Noah came over after a moment and also searched in the large barrels for the perfect club, but there was something wrong with all the putters...
They all looked fucking ridiculous to us. Noah couldn't find one that was the perfect size for his petite stature(LOL) and there seemed to be a misleading color code which absolutely puzzled the two of us. They offered actual golf putters and irons in the barrels but I grabbed on of the long goofy looking putters. "Is this what we use to play with?!!"
We finally made it out the door.. It was 9; there was no one else around, but we were being pestered by mosquitoes. Though we weren't certain if there were actual bugs bugging us, or if we were imagining things and becoming itchy- it was dark!!- it became to much for poor us to handle and we retreated indoors. We both got passes to a free game since there was no cash refund. Noah got free icecream, whereas I got jealous because I'm a fatty and wouldnt let myself have any. Booooo!!!!

On the plus side, getting back into my good diet and jogging routine is making me feel a lot better... I let myself go sweet-crazy around my birthday! We had chocolate cake at home, my manager Richard got a birthday cheesecake to have in the fridge at work, I ate FOUR slices!! It was delicious though, consisted of 4 different varieties, and worth every sinfully sweet monch. We've been having a lot of cookies about as well- in addition to the OC chips ahoy cookies I'd eat by the handful with a hot glass of chai green tea, J.Ds Mom (JD being a VERY talkative parrot that was boarding at ACE) brought in a 45 count carton of chocolate chip... They were interesting- not good or bad, but decent enough to snack on. I had one here and there. Bag of chocolates on the break table.. I had a couple of those too. Wow, after typing this out It's starting to seem like more wiggle room than I had anticipated on giving myself!! But I wont regret stopping in Sweetbay's bakery a few days ago to get cinnomin buns. : ] I just have to run my ass off now.



I'm heading to target to invest in a cheap digital camera for the trip.. something simple just for quick snapshots while I'm there.
Let's go go go!

Do I still believe this?

I'm certain that life is full of ups and downs
but there's no magic behind it. You're on an unmarked path through an open plane, and every choice you make is another step in any of the 360 degrees around you. Things just are, and continue to be. There is nothing else.

Nothing besides coming home to an empty house.
Lately I've been feeling very fulfilled. Whole, and simply ready for whatever it is life is to throw my way. I'm not seeking more. Content is a nice feeling! I still need a vacation, though. I need a vacation.
Canada; T minus 7 days and counting!

Take a picture of yourself

right now.
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair...
Just take a picture.
Post that picture with NO editing.
Post these instructions with your picture.

I liked the spontaneity of this one. Knew I could get the darn cat in, too! ; 3 Meow

I'm super excited to to go====
what
I'm super excited to go to Canada next week! I'm super unexcited to be fat.





IT LEVELS OFF!!

wreacking little ferret havoc, aren't ya.

Goddamn. I came back to my desktop to find that, while away, Flower had opened firefox and performed a Google search for "f***************4444444"
She's having trouble remembering where she's allowed to relieve herself. Her litter box. Not one of the other three corners.. Not behind my door, and not on the scale in the bathroom.
She steals the extra toilet paper from my bathroom and stores it under my desk. Anything she can carry in her mouth that she can find she will take. balled socks, hair things, trash.
The movable privacy screen I have in my hallway has a ferret sized hole in the bottom where she digs digs digs to her hearts content, I suppose because she has that drive to dig and that's the only place she can... I need to form some sort of dig-appropriate zone for her.
She attacks Pilot when he tries to nap in his bed. Poor boy!
She's in my waste basket right now.
She open's cupboards and gets into shit she shouldn't be getting into.
We find her sleeping in the tea kettle sometimes!
She's losing hair on her tail, it may be a seasonal thing or it could be an adrenal problem... Which it better not be because then she'll need to have both glands removed. I certainly hope not!! I'm keeping an eye out for any other signs but so far, just a balding tail!
Loves her bath and her purple octopus toy. Likes to lay down and watch me. She wears a purple collar with a bell : ]
And that sums her up. She's my stinkbomb and I love'er.. Still, she's been driving me crazy lately!!

I'm so lucky

to be spending today with the two people who love me more than anyone else ever has or possibly could. To aid in celebrating my birthday my parents are taking me shopping around the international mall in Tampa, then to PF Changs for dinner. There's a few things I'm certain I'll be gifted with today.. a laptop, for one! This computer is getting slow and is definitely past the Best-used-by date..
Anyway, though, I have a really good feeling about today! I'm looking forward to just hanging out with my parents, we're not getting a lot of time together so I'm glad it worked out that we all have the 13th off. Everyone's bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and ready to go, so let's go!

cats are so sniffy

I really enjoy my job, and I'm doing well. I want to work; I look forward to it each morning as I make the short trip east of i75 and- to my surprise, theres not one point during the day I would "rather be anywhere else." I love the people I work with. I love my job sober, I love it high, I love it. I honestly just have to keep track of shit(and urine) and I get to play with dogs. And they're all different!! No two behave the same, each one I deal with at my job is as different as every human to the next. The tasks at this job are not annoying. I have freedom while carrying out my responsibilities, not someone breathing down my back making certain I'm doing what I should be doing. Working at Victoria's Secret was shitty because I had to hear the same requirements, the same updates, the same guidelines and tips and blah, blah blah. Until I get tired of hearing that same nagging plea for the tenth time that evening and stick a gun in my mouth, pull the trigger and say "see what you did?"
I don't need a babysitter. I know what to do, and it needs to be done. I like doing it because I feel it has worth. I'm not wasting my time, little lives depend on it! Kittens! For fuck sakes, think of the kittens. I do. And the dogs can't let themselves out. I do. : ]

Another notable perk would have to be when I curse at the dogs, they don't care. Try telling a Victoria's Secret customer don't chew on that, you bitch. When a dog's being retarded I get to just tell it so, or in fact as long as I use the appropriate tone and inflection to convey my message to the pooch, I can say whatever I goddamn please for whatever instance.
-Yes, I behave when other humans are around.
-No, I don't converse with animals.

Anyway, I'm glad I have a fun job that also pays well because it's just barely worth the awkward tan lines I'm getting from being outside so much; the harsh border circumscribing my ankle that separates a sexy bronze and a pale beige. I'm starting to lose my tan. I have no time or drive left to tan, it makes me look forward to eventually finding a new job. An indoor one!

First things first?

For Pilot, being able to lay next to me must be like shaking hands with Jesus. What else does this animal have? I'm his everything. He has no organized religion based around me- nor the mind to do so or I'm certain he would, but I'm the best part of his life and the biggest influence on him. I love owning animals, you're owning another life form. It's sick, and it's awesome. I love providing the best life possible for something else; he couldn't have ended up in a better home!