Let the Chaos Begin

So today after days of doing nothing but Digital Compositing of one kind or another, I went shopping. Finally got that kitty litter I needed sooo badly (my one cat box is under my desk) and I thought, "hey, I wonder what the employees of petsmart would tell me about my goldfish tank."

My thoughts on the matter were, tanks were here, on sale; I was here with a friend with a car so if I did happen to buy something I could take it back to The Warren (the four story house I share with 5 other people). I told the clerk and she was all, "they're still alive?" Apparently, one 10-inch (Orange Lightning), one 4-inch(Zack), one 5-inch(Loz), and one that's about 3.5-inches(Jenova) are too much fish for my 20 gallon tank and they should be dead and floating.

They seem pretty lively to me. OL is more active than he had been in my Ma's 10-gal tank.

Anyway, the clerk was amazed and told me if I wanted one, I could get another tank, but what I was doing seemed to be doing the fish no harm.

....So I bought another tank. YAY! Except now I have nowhere to put it. A table--my desk--that would fit it isn't strong enough, so now I need to acquire a table to put it on.

Total Purchase at PetSmart:
1 29-gal starter setup
2 4.5 oz. fish food
1 package of air stones
1 package beta plants
2 40lbs bags of kitty litter
2 bags of cat treats

After that, went to the mall proper. Was looking for a mortar-pestal. Didn't find one, but then again, now that I think about it, I probably should have gone looking in various kitchen furnishing stores--there's like 4-5 of them in the mall. Oh well.

Went to PetWorld across from the Hippie Store and bought a filter for my underwater filter. Played with mice and degus, insulted the parakeets into silence (I SWEAR those birds NEVER shut up) and held a scarlet-tailed boa.

Somewhere in there wandered into the wine&spirits store that I've always been wanting to go to and bought this delicious blackberry wine from a nearby vineyard. It was really good. Got it for a friend of mine for her birthday because she always drinks Arbor Mist blackberry Merlot. It's not a merlot, but it's still a good drink.

Total Purchases in the Mall:
1 bottle of wine
1 package of 2 filters.

Then I went to walmart and got 135$ worth of stuff that was mainly food with two tank-tops and two packages of socks.

Fun.

But now I've been told dinner's ready. I think this will be the first solid meal I've had in a day or so; not enough sleep by far.

Okay. Today, I got nothing and stuff done.

Nothing because I'm supposed to do a butload of homework.

Stuff because myself, and my darling minion roommate Sairin, cleaned the kitchen. Cleaned the kitchen; as in doing two weeks worth of dishes (mainly mine) and cleaning the fridge....that hasn't been cleaned once in the year and a half that we've lived in the house that we do.

I know the fridge is a culmination of all of our neglect, but something is definitely wrong when you put food in the fridge and it goes bad in three days. So we epic cleaned it--as in taking EVERYTHING out of it, putting it against the back door where the 20 degree draft can keep it cool, and taking scalding hot water and concentrated Dawn to scrub the diversity out of it.

How did this come about you ask?

We started sometime around 6 with making food, and so we don't sit around with our thumbs up our asses doing nothing, we did the dishes--since they really needed to be done and most of them were mine and Venus'.

My one roommate doesn't believe in cleaning, you see.

From there, since I've been saying it for a few days now, and it's finally been cold enough fast enough, we pulled everything out of the fridge and cleaned it, too.

>________< That was an adventure I would rather not have partaken on. The good part being threatening The House that I'll throw away their food if they let it rot in my nice, sparkly clean fridge.

So now we have to clean the stove and then we can clean the trash can.

:3 it's really nice having a clean kitchen. Now I won't have little helpers in my food when I make it. Have enough problems...

....speaking of problems, I have a mysterious pain in my side. Went to the doctor, they thought I had a blood clot and I seem to have a low blood count...which makes no sense to me since I'm always too hot and aren't pwople with low blood counts always cold? My hands are cold, but I'm chalking that up to it being winter and my house is drafty as fuck...and the tape isn't strong enough to battle the draft with holding up the plastic on my windows. :C Need Ductape.

Anyway, That's been my life for a while. Need to do homework--nearing the end of the quarter again--and write....a LOT. I've been bad and neglecting my stories. Poor Phoenix Down...Poor Summer....and everything else.

Bleh.

!!!! Tea's done!!!!!

And what a wonderful birthday it was! Gave him a call today. He ended up grading papers most of the day. Was kinda sad that Penn State lost, and Lansing lost (not that I care about that because Lansing's sports people are poo-doo heads), but he's had a good day.

I've had a pretty good day as well.

Woke up, called the padre, cleaned my 5 gal fish tank, then my 10 gal fish tank, made a bunch of mini apple pies, transplanted a crap load of my foxglove--two or three seeders worth (I have twelve pots of various sizes full of the flowers and still have four seeders that need to be transplanted), then got my beta in his winter tank. I'm slowly converting a tea cart into a mini-greenhouse.

I need to write some and draw a bit before heading to bed.




"This cruel, uncaring, callous world may betray you all one day, but here's one thing to keep in mind should disaster come your way;
When made with love and tender care by man or beast or fish or clam, the one delight to always please is freshly made raspberry jam." J:KoB; book 4

[Fir-kun's Writing Journal] [Eri Kitsune] [The Smears of Roadkill] [Fir-kun]

With the help of my friends, I had my good friend Nicci restrained and I drew a henna tattoo up her arm with a sharpee marker. It goes from the back of her hand half way up her lower arm.

:D

I get by with a little help from my friends.

:D

It seems that whenever I write in this thing I always seem to have some malady of some kind or another. This one's a mystery! not that that's fun

I'm in pain...a fuckton of pain. Enough pain that when I called my parents to ask what I should do, I was swearing in my conversation.

....I never swear around my parents. Ever.

So between pain so bad that I was crying, an overly affectionate cat, and my dad, we came up with I'm in pain. For seemingly no reason. The two areas (the bottom of my ribs and just inside my pelvis on my left side) do not share a common disease--at least in the common knowledge of civilians.

It could be any number of little things. I'm just hoping I'm not the select few that can get the symptoms of appendicitis on the left side regardless of the organ being on the right.

:C

On another note, I probably wouldn't be in suck pain if I had been lazy and not gone running.

Nose back to teh grind.

Haven't been able to write as much as I want, sprained my thumb, hand hurts, life's just kinda crap right now. Sleep's been hard to come by, though not for lack of trying; the City decided to renovate Sherman Ave, so I get a jackhammer at 8 in the morning....

a;eiutgha;iufgha;r

So, I'm at grama's and she's all like, "Look at my banana tree!" Apparently, she kept putting banana seeds in a pot and eventually one of them grew.

Oh, did I mention Grama lives about 10 minutes from Binghamton, NY?

I'm back home, working, and visited Grama (obviously) today and got some good food; chillin with my cousin and all that jazz.

I got macaroni and cheese with peas (because you can't have one without the other: its a RULE) to take to work for food tomorrow. We ate all the tapioca pudding.

Laters~!

There's something about Wind Storms that is terrifying; and during these times one can see where people of old turned this element into gods and goddesses and worshiped them.

I don't think it'd be that bad if the house didn't shake when it gusted super bad.

So it's nearing the end of another quarter; and due to mono-ness, I'm so behind.

But I've been soooo tired lately. Like, I woke up about an hour and a half ago, but I'm feeling the need for a nap. It probably doesn't help that I have no air-conditioning and it's gotta be near 100F outside. If it's not there yet it's in the 90's.

In other news, we're babysitting the most adorable kitten ever! She's a rag-doll and 5 months old. I'm not sure if she was weened properly, though. She only has four or so teeth. I have to soften her food in milk so she can eat it.

Now...off to sleep.

I am tired, despite the fact that I woke up early at 10 or 11 I think. Wrote a bit today, but I needed to do work on my projects for school instead. I'm so screwed. Why does time seem to go so fast?

Oh yeah, because it's the beginning of Week 5. >_<

I made two cheesecakes today and I'm in the beginnings of making chicken soup. I went and saw Batman yesterday.

Best.
Fucking.
Movie.
EVER.

I love when the Joker is chasing Dent in that 18-wheeler not that they were creepy enough by themselves, we have to go putting deranged, psycho clowns in them with artillery too where the Joker just keeps going up in calibre weapon until he reaches a rocket or grenade launcher or something. What really got me, though, was the slogan on the side of the truck: "Slaughter is the best medicine." In bright happy paint with carnivals and such painted around it.

I think I laughed at all the inappropriate parts. I have to turn the chicken broth off at 4, strain it, and then put the chicken in it.

=_=

Here's a bit of story that's supposed to go in my writing Eljay, but I forgot the password and I'm at school and don't have my list of passwords with me. Another part can be found here. I'd put more up, but I have to get to my next class now.

Physics....ugh. XC


( ...Cloud contemplated where society and the world was heading with people like Zack second in command... )

So my roommate and I went to Borders this evening to the Breaking Dawn party. There were costume contests and best made T-shirt contests. But what really killed and beat my goat was the "Debate" and I use that term loosely. It was basically Team Edward vs. Team Jacob; one side saying, "Liek, Edward is so cool and Jacob liek totally lame" and the other side retorting, "Liek, no! Jacob is so totally better because liek he's awesome and fuzzy and lovable! :D" back and forth in different words with a few slights against Bella thrown in by both sides for good measure.

I found the whole thing immensely amusing for the first hour; by hour three we were beating a dead horse with a baseball bat. Some of the comments and slip of the tongues were highly amusing...especially the bit where someone was all, "...we know Jacob imprinted on Edward-Bella! I mean Bella!"

Other than that, got the two latest Jane Linskold books even though I told myself I wouldn't spend any more monies >_< along with a calendar and a The Hush Sound CD.

Bed Time~!

Yes, so...I'm alive...as you might have noticed. Epic mono sucks, let me tell you.

I'm tired a lot, but I think that mainly has to do with the epic walk that I trek to attend school; it's about 2 miles.

Add that to mono and it's not fun. I'm tired as all get out from the walk to class and then my mind slowly melts to sludge during class. It's so hard to pay attention.

-----*later*-----

I just got my homework that's due tomorrow now.

19 storyboards GOOD quality.

That's for Thursday. For Friday, I have a ball bounce (with three balls of varying weights), a physics test and homework.

This is going to be an interesting next few days. I'm saying fuck it to my project that I'm working on now, no sense in tweaking it--I'll do that later, when I have all that other stuff that takes priority.

Laters.

Went to the ER again today for a large pain in my side. When I was finally put in a room, a doctor came in and was all, "hey, your test results from when you were here the other day came in. You have Mono." He proceeded to tell me what Mono was, and then told me to open my mouth and say "ah." He didn't even look at my tonsils for 5 seconds before he said, "yeah, that's a pretty awesome case of mono you got there; you're tonsils are bigger than your eyes."

I thought that was very amusing.

Told me about the whole "no contact sports or you'll rupture you're spleen" thing. I knew about that part.

He left then another doctor came in about 5 minutes later and totally did a repeat of the previous session. He wasn't as cute as the other doctor man though. And he totally grabbed my angry spleen and was all, "yeah, you're spleen's swollen" and proceeded to tell me no contact sports.

Oh that hurt so much. It just stopped hurting.

Before I left, they were going to give me some steroids to help the swelling go down. They expected me to swallow three roundish pills almost the size of a dime. The RN that came up to me was all, "here are some pills for you to take." I stuck out my tongue and showed her my tonsils and was all, "I can barely breathe, I haven't eaten in two days because of pain and swollen tonsils; there's no way those are fitting down my throat." She said the liquid stuff tasted disgusting, and I told her I didn't care; there was no way I was going to be more masochistic and swallow those damn pills.

She was so right. It initially didn't taste bad--considering my nose was stuffed so I couldn't breathe out of it kinda helped with that--but the aftertaste, ugh, grossest shit ever. I don't even know how to describe it; kinda like exhaust and the taste of rubber burning in a fire. So. Gross.

Anyway, they gave me a prescription for some steroids to help the swelling of my tonsils go down, and I still have my Roxicet.

More meds, yay! At least I can get better now.

Because the steroids kicked in and my tonsils are stopping their hating on me, my throat opened enough so I could eat something other than chicken broth. Emilie made me grits. The best grits ever. They are so my new favourite food. Cheesy, buttery (both vegan because I'm super lactose intolerant and Emilie's vegan) garlicky goodness. It's the best thing I've had to eat all week.

Just had a cup of chicken broth....best thing since sliced bread

Okay, so, woke up at 5 this morning due to the fact that I couldn't really breathe. Venus, one of my roommates, took me to the ER. That was antifun. They scraped my tonsils for a strep test, drew blood for mono or whatever they do with it, and gave me a shot of steroids for the swelling. The scrape wasn't that bad, but I am terrified of needles. Drawing blood wasn't fun, but it was tolerable, but the steroid shot...that hurt like a bitch. I couldn't move my arm for something like 10 minutes.

Anyway, the strep came back negative, but they've had false negatives before, so they sent the blood and scrape out to a lab. I'll have results, they said, in about 4 days.

In the mean time, I get to chill with my new best friend named Roxicet.

They prescribed me a liquid pain med, since I can't really swallow pills, and the RN who came to discharge me and give my prescription was all, "We're prescribing you a liquid pain med called Roxicet. It's a narcotic, so don't take it with other things unless you want to end up back here, kay? <3"

I thought that was highly amusing. She also mentioned that it'd make me drowsy....uh uh. After I take it, I just want to run around and do stuff. I can't sit still and my mind is running a mile a minute. I find that rather amusing too. I ended up cleaning my room some and cleaning one of my fishtanks.

The name: Roxicet. Makes me giggle. All I can think of is Roxas. A plus of taking it is it dulls the pain in my tonsils and the soreness of my jaw from masticating food to nothing from the last few days when I've tried to eat. My freezer now holds a mean arsenal of Popsicles for me to partake of.

My roommate wouldn't let me go to class today, and kept checking on me every half an hour or so to make sure I didn't wander across the city to school.

In the mean time, enjoy this picture I doodled while my tonsils were getting angry at me. Line art done in Paint (yes, the generic program that comes with every computer) and the colouring was done in Photoshop.




( then the same picture again just smaller for my avatar usage on other places :D )

Oh, and I epic fail at making toast.

how in the world do you people chew food? I have to masticate the fuck outta it to swallow and it still urts to do so. Tylenol does nothing. I'm cold, in pain and miserable. Amoxicilin makes me nauseous.

So, I'm rather sick. Tonsils are all swollen and it hurts to exist. Can't really eat without pain, can't swallow without pain; so eating and drinking are kinda null and void. I did, however, buy a fuckton of Popsicles to remedy the situation.

Went to some place that's like convenient care down here in the Greater Pittsburgh Area. I was there for something like an hour, and all they could come up with was a sinus infection; that was the verdict after the strep and mono tests came back negative. I have no pressure in the sinuses people, so I don't know why they tried to sell me on that. However, I do have a bottle full of huge amoxicillin. Don't think I've had it before. I've given it to the cats when they were ill, but yeah. Amoxicillin and general pain killers. This is going to be fun since I can't really swallow either.

It's only Week 2 and I've already missed 4 hours of class for Physics. I'm hoping I don't have to skip anymore class.

I'M FINALLY DONE!!! WOOT! HOME SWEET HOME HERE I COME!

Now, to find either Emilie or Sairin....

HORRAY! I'M FINALLY FUCKING DONE WITH THAT JENOVA FORSAKEN CLASS!!! LONG LIVE JELLY FILLED DONOUTS AND PIE!!!




That's what it ended up looking like. I know the lighting's off and on the way home I remembered how to do luminosity >_<. So yeah...I might fiddle around with this still yet.


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I'll probably model the rest of the objects in the room and try to get the lighting more accurate. I'm not fucking with the textures. I spent almost 2 hours this morning redoing them because they didn't want to texturize or something. Ugh, didn't sleep last night, don't think I'll sleep much tonight, then I have a test tomorrow and a paper due....CAN'T YOU SEE ME JUMPING FOR JOY?

nilleh, I can't wait to eat your delicious food.