kit[inaboxw/brokenmirror]bits' Journal

10:21pm: lotsa kat pix
there's an art to the perfect cat napping zen:

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7:36pm: More Pixamania
WTF is wrong with me, I drink a cup of coffee, and it just makes me crash: this happened with most of the girls in my family, first cup makes us sleepy.
So then I make another one(not hot coffee, an iced coffee drink, first was mmmn vanilla almond and second was hazelnut) but that cup ALSO made me sleepy with the added bonus of upsetting my stummy.
/throws up her paws.
must get work done. just wanna curl up and cry. blah.
So I went shopping today, and idunno why but I'm in pic-heavy mode now. So here's noo stuffs. Hrmb.
But first, the two crappy phone cam, but cute cute cute sweet baby pix.

Dude, issit just me, or does that little nose look exactly the way mine is?
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4:34am: kids and animals.
they both reach out to grab at me and fill me with happiness no matter how bad i am, they always do it. they probably do it knowing how bad i am sometimes.
i'm like a magnet to babies in theatres, i have kids randomly turning to grab my hand and calling me a name i've never had, other places too, but that just isn't as often. the getting to other places kids are part.
their moms apologize embarassed when they realize, i laugh saying it's fine. then the kids in theatres navigate back to me *again* and tonight when that sleeping baby girls hand clutching mine was finally moved, the spot on my hand stayed SO cold for atleast 15 minutes. the theatre was hot with no air and way too many people packed in, but that spot had way too much air.
gods, i miss being around kids.
twenty six on tuesday, and where have i gotten.
irony, irony, that word i can not say. i have to give away instead the puppy who was supposed to be my birthday present.
PS
Rhi: in that dream, did you find me?
Donny: i hafta get a bdayish hug from you somehow, i'm in the middle of nowhere now though. we'll see. <3

11:26pm: ...and his name is pan(i think)

He's supposed to be my bday present, but I got him Sunday, a couple of months early. :D
Still not sure on the name, I want to name him Pan, it's so fitting for him, but everybody else thinks it's stupid cuz they think stupidly, of like a frying pan instead of Pan Pan and probably think I'll name my kid Pot someday too.
Actually the full name is going to be Panumbra, because I always like extra meanings and names that allow for different nick/variations and I've always been fond of the word penumbra, so combining them is kinda weird but I think it'd work.
In the same sense that Teddy knew the minute he thought about it and convinced his bro to let us have a puppy, that a puppy isn't something you can just go buy and give as a gift to me, a name is too important to rush in my opinion too. I wouldn't think of a name before we found our puppy when we were looking, I spent a couple of days with him trying to let the right name come. It hasn't really hit me hard enough though, so I'm still not sure.
The only other thing I could think of is Khameo, because of the way his markings look on his face like a mask like a cameo and(also why penumbra fits) how shadow is also fitting for the way he walks with you, behind like a shadow. I don't really like it as much, but it could work too. Then maybe later we can get a girlie dog to name Kharma to go with Khameleon. See, that spelling doesn't even work for it either, idunno. He still isn't responding to my Pan yet but he did when I tried Khameo that once... but then maybe he was just horny and excited at the time, cuz he sure was that.
Yeah, let me have one dog, I just want another. I'm like that sometimes. So much much more to write about him and so many stories to tell already, but I'm zausted as it is now. I have a lot more pics to post too, maybe I'll just throw them up so hopefully I'll write more about them tomorrow. Yeah that's it.
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11:42am: fearing sleep
what's worse than having trouble going to sleep too scared of the dreams you have?
having trouble going to sleep because of waking up miserable and hyperventilating to realize it's not a dream, it's your life.
or if you happen to have something resembling a half decent dream, that sinking feeling of panic when you realize how fucked up and far your life really is from that.
i passed out early last night for half an hour, woke up sweating to remember it's true, my family has pushed me out, i have no family any more, i have nobody.
so i stayed up until 7am instead, wide awake but too tired to stay up anymore, and still couldn't stay asleep for 3 hours.
i have no clue what to do this time.

2:18pm: arrrghs!
i seriously hate outlook express. i've refused to touch it for years, it's awful enough when i have to go over and clear out my mom's junkmail for her.
but i've reluctantly been using it for work, and trying to set up for our newest site is driving me mad here. i shudder to think about when i have to move on to the third site too. ick.
is there seriously no way to change your defualt identity to a new one instead of the first?
this is just sick. sure, atleast i can tell it to use a new one for other programs opening an email, which i need, but that's still NOTHING TO DO WITH CHANGING THE ACTUAL DEFAULT. there's nothing for it anywhere, unless i'm blind as a bat and so are hundreds of tutorial page writers.

8:32pm: holy fudge, jackpot!
gah, thrift stores rawk.
i just bought some jeans for $5.
then found a fifty folded in the pocket.

4:12pm: this is just SO wrong
i'm having to playtest an xbox for an hour or so. having to play xbox. what the fluff?
but it actually sucks, cuz it's not modified to play copied discs, and i'm stuck playing soul calibur without some of my fave chars unlocked.
i wish the rugrat was at home so i could get her to do it instead. hah!

3:20pm: ...jumbled junk
last night i started craving chocolate, in cookies or brownies form SOOOO bad. but we were about to go out for the night, so i didn't have time to go baking anything even if i felt like it.
so teddy told me to make a pb and syrup sandwich.
and i made a pb and chocolate frosting(that's been sitting in the back of the fridge for entirely too long...but it was all the chocolate i could find) one with a few white chocolate chips thrown in, instead.
it seemed absurd, i just kept laughing at it and thinking of the simpsons episode where homer babysat the flander kids and they were asking if they could have another pb and candy sandwich.
sad, but it worked for me. dayam, that's what i call a true craving.
we didn't get home until after 5am. today isn't looking so good yet. i slammed my finger in the door, and had more clashing words with the sis sinlaw unintentionally. the roomie went to go somewhere, only to discover his tire was flat with a bigass nail in it. and we're going to have 5 people come over tonight to play magic(well, except the other girls, but i might beg one into it because i'm rude and so magic-starved i was playing my own decks against themselves earlier) and i have no idea how they'll all fit in this room, let alone how to make it look a little more decent for company.
fluffing garage. grrr.

1:43am: loose threads dangling
oh, my mom's still in the fluffing hospital.
it was just supposed to be a couple of days.
not at all an all week long kinda thing.
i still haven't had a drink.
or been able to see her yet.