A week ago my mom bought a cat. I was wary about it because I was worried about how my lame cat would react. My worries have proven to be right on. Pearl, who is under a year old and has all of her claws can easily win territory fights.

Which would be fine if she wasn't shredding my cat and trying to take over my room--which was my cat's sanctuary during and after the 'dog attempt'. I've been woken up twice in the morning to yowling, hissing and growling under my bed--since my room has no door.

Meanwhile my stepdad is blaming my cat for 'starting' fights (and throws things at her). Which I think is stupid. Esther might be bigger, but she's a lot older and fat and only has her back claws--she's always getting her tail kicked by Pearl. Her face is going to get all torn up.

I'm really upset about this. Esther might be annoying sometimes but she's still my cat and I don't like to see her in pain. I'm really starting to hate my mom's cat too.

So in about 3 hours my mom, stepdad, and little sisters are all leaving for 10 days. I don't mind the little ones going, they drive me half mad on a daily basis. But it's gonna be me, my annoying cat and a bunch of plants almost the whole time, because my brother is going to be at my dad's house.

And I can't go over because of the plants. I swear, I've never cared much either way until now. Now I just hate them. Stepdad went crazy IMO. I mean, is this some kind of weird mid-life crisis? I have a diagram showing where the hell they are and that I should water them every other day and check these other ones every day and just...WTH? 20+ green things I could really care less about. I'm sorry, environmental people but...no.

I also OD'd on Britain's Next Top Model on YouTube, made it half way through the season before deciding to stop so I could post and then (eventually) sleep. Because I have to leave in 6.5 hours for work.

And Sarah-yah is in the process of moving into her apartment, ergo I haven't talked to her for a while and won't for a bit longer so that's kinda weird. And I'm hoping she got my letter. It was a dorky thing to do, but I wanted to do it.

But yeah. My brother better come over for a while because there's alone time and then there's being all alone for days and days with nothing but a whiny cat and a bunch of freaking plants to look after. At least I'll have the quiet to transfer stuff over to my desktop.

Yesterday, was bright and sunny and got up to 50F. So I woke up today, 'round 10am to get ready for by bus to work, thinking I'd need a light jacket.

I was wrong. Oh, so very wrong.

For what did mine eyes behold upon looking out the window?

Snow. A world of white fluffy snow. Flakes like cotton, being blown down and across by a not-so-light breeze. It was like living in a snow globe. Now, it was warm enough that most of it was melting when it hit the concrete but...it continued throughout the day and into the afternoon, and yes, it's still snowing. And it's sticking. They say another front might come.

March's last hurrah or just another freaky Minnesota weather thing? Either way, it's weird.

So. I went to Super Target after work to get myself a new Tracfone. Somewhere between paying for the bus via my bus pass and paying for my stuff at Target I managed to LOSE MY WALLET. It's probably still on the bus or some moron took it. So...I had no money. No phone. I ended up calling from a Starbucks conveniently located inside the Target.

I have, since then, canceled my card. But there was $55 in my wallet, not to mention my Permit/Id, medical card whose insurance I'm switching from, and possibly my SS Card. I don't remember that part. Ironically, there was also a 10$ Target Gift Card.

So yeah. Having a good time. But Mr. TCF Guy...Steven? Seth? Sam? said I'd have my new card within 7-10 days. So hopefully by my birthday, the 6th. I should also get an ID of some kind before then. In case I actually NEED to get plastered (and will be legally able to come that day).

Am now going to take a stress-relieving hot bath. Because you all needed to know that. But seriously, I really don't care. Am too tired and pissed and...just... UGH. Will be back in half an hour or so to binge on fic.

So...I'm a dumbass. You that whole, always check your pockets thing before washing your clothes?

...I left my CELLPHONE in my pants. My CELLPHONE was in the WASHING MACHINE.

DAMMIT.

This is NOT GOOD. I took the battery out and all and am just gonna let it dry but, shit, I have no clue what to do. I mean, it was a Tracfone so I can always get another one, and I've always hated how tiny it was but...DAMMIT MY PHONE~~

So, firstly. I survived Black Friday. Actually, it wasn't so terrible, probably because I was A.) hopped up on caffeine and B) there from 4pm-Close, and missing the initial madness. Tomorrow is gonna bite, 8-hour shift starting at noon. I hope I go to bed before 4 today. Didn't matter so much that I was up until then yesterday since I had enough time to get 8+ hours of sleep and I had CAFFEINE. Which is why I'm still pretty smiley right now. In fact, I was REALLY smiley at work. And giggly. And talkative. Huzzah for Caffeine!!

..anyway. That aside I am still lamentably suffering from New!Fandom Jitters. I was hoping that after I finished the massive fic made up of little bits (that wants to have a sequel now because of how it ended) it would pass...but it hasn't. And it's ridiculous, I mean, I know I can write decently. I even indulge in a little writer's vanity at times. Whenever it's really good. But right now, I'm just in that stutter-y "I don't know if I should post, this part's lame and this is blah, blah, blah..." Even when my friends tell me it's good, (and I know they're telling me the truth,) I just feel all iffy.

I think I'm gonna try and drabble a handful and then post. It would be REALLY good if I could do it tonight, so I could stop feeling sorry for myself and start feeling accomplished. The Lyric!prompt Drabble Challenge butterflyweb poked at me with was a good idea, so perhaps I'll use that idea as a springboard. After all, I was having trouble staying UNDER the limit during my DF Drabble Challenge days, this shouldn't be any different.

Also, when I am in a good graphics-making way I should try and make a decent wallpaper with DBSK people. Especially with those Paris pics. That just kills me. PARIS, FRANCE. If only I hadn't been so poor when I could have gone there back in the day, I'd be SQUEEing about being where'd they been instead of wailing about how awesome and lucky French people and their tourists are. I mean, HELL, I took French. I know more than enough to survive there long enough to see them in a concert or something. And if I'd known/had money I SO would have gone there. I mean, two birds, one stone. Paris and DBSK. AAAH. At least I have pics/icons/video?

So my eyes feel like I've been wearing contacts laced in sand. I don't know why. Maybe it's weather or allergies?

Am fairly bored. Wondering what to work on if anything. I kinda want to RP. I would also LOVE to icon/graphic make, but I just know if I drag out GIMP my eyes with revolt and hurt more. Not fair, as I really should do some more LesMiz!Dresden Icons.

Which is why RPing or Ficcing would be good. Well, maybe not "good" but definitely "better". I'm pretty worn out from work. Mentally and physically. My back hurts because that's where my body has decided to start manifesting my stress. My knees hurt from being grabbing stuff out of the cupboards (which are underneath the counters) and I'm finding myself easily amused. Not that the latter is terrible it's just that I'm acutely aware of the fact that some thing's shouldn't be so funny.

Like Kirke having named the large purple&black Halloween spider Herman, and giving it a cup and a post-it reading "out of work, need $". Personally, I think it would be more aptly named as Boris. Anyone who's a Who fan would know why I'd say that. Also, I had "Pizza Angel" and "O -正.反.合." stuck in my head. My brain is the iPod of special.

...wow, yeah, that one was pretty out there too. Gonna..end this thing now.

So. I come in early because my manager has to inventory, ie, counting every single thing in the store. So I get to hold down the fort for the most part. So, I get there. Coffee's brewing, most things are set out. We uncover the ice cream. Moron supervisor last night barely consolidated ANYTHING. There were three H-pans that were practically empty. In the dipping cabinet. And they barely left anything in Prep.

W. T. F?!

For those of you who have no idea wtf I'm talking about I shall explain. We get our ice cream shipped over from the factory in metal H-pans that looks something like this. When it gets to be about half way, we usually switch them out so you're not digging into China. Sometimes there's more than one half so, you put them together, this is consolidation. It's often sticky, and sometimes there's a little too much and you get the "loaf" thing happening but usually you can judge it pretty well.

Other Important Thing. We have four freezers in back, storing the ice cream. Three are heavy duty below zero. One is around 0. That is prep. We like prep because that way we're not breaking our wrists trying to scoop stuff out. Have you ever tried scooping a double or the amount needed for a large shake out of newly liberated back freezer ice cream? It is agonizing. I have to pysch myself up and take some yoga breaths, think on the Tao Te Ching for a few moments.

But that's not all. There was also no whip cream made and barely any waffle batter left. There was one waffle bowl and 6 waffle cones. Guess who made that stuff? Oh yeah. And it's not like we didn't have customers. So thanks, dumbass, I don't care if you're sister's married to some high-up guy in the company. So you have another job that you work full time, well I'm sorry, you're working 'til close but that's your own fault and it was a SUNDAY. We close three hours earlier. You had the TIME. Don't fucking come into our store and move shit around so we can't find it, and leave it like THAT for us to deal with in the morning when you KNOW we have stuff to do.

Now, I'm pretty sure he got reamed by a fellow manager friend of my boss's but, I needed to get that out. I also ended up staying two hours later so the new guy could watch the espresso-working vid and wasn't left alone whilst m'boss did her mad-skillz inventory-ing. Not that I minded all that much, I really do adore her and we weren't wretchedly busy. She's like an aunt to me and we bitch about stuff all the time. ^_^ So here's to you, Jules, you roxer my boxers.

In other news, I'm almost done with my cool NON-CRACK Dresden vid. I'm so proud. That was the only good thing about the internet being wonky yesterday. Of course, since I only have two of the episodes on my comp it's mainly those two, so I'm trying to convert some because the old links aren't working anymore. Knew I should of finished DL'd them all when I first started my collection. Oh well, I shall survive. If the converter ever stops being slow. *poke*

So. Thought I'd just let everyone know, my RPG has settled itself down and despite a couple of ruffled feather's everyone's okay. ^^

Also, I really, really, LOVE the AU Diarchic thing butterflyweb and I started. Even though it's insanely graphic with sex and violence. ♥ ♥ ♥

An Ca & I bonded when she went away briefly. Because we love her. And our comm, crack, and DRESDEN FILES.

Also, we have a crack comm now. YES.

Oh yes, and i learned how to do ♥ and I feel special now. ^^

Yeah, I'm still semi-nocturnal and sleep deprived

BAH. So, I've spent a goodly amount of time either being bitched at or hugged or...just. DUDE.

So...what's going on? RPG is what's going on. People who are against other people, characters being ignored or whatever. I do what I can, and I said my bit on the OOC Comm.

It's like I said. I've made FRIENDS in this RPG. People I'd consider meeting in RL. People are talking about leaving and I'm all WTF? I don't want to stop talking to my friends, and it just feels a lot like HA, all over again.

ARRRUUGHH.

Now I'm just trying to de-angst. SERIOUSLY.