Whoopsie Dasiy

As predicted my internet connection is far too fragile to do an entire thirty day meme. So, out the door it goes!

The weather here in Arizona is mostly to blame, though it's nothing compared to the blizzards that have been happening else where, it's been thirty degrees DURING THE DAY for a week! It's just started to level back into the sixties and seventies! That's far to cold for us desert dwellers to function. I live in a town full of fountains (seriously we're famous for the largest man made fountain in the world) and half of them were frozen solid. So I've been holding up in my apartment with my Nook, Lazarus(yes he has a name!), and only venturing out for work and grocery needs.

In the long cold internetless hours I've read a few new authors and began mapping out a plot for a story in my head that I don't absolutely hate from the get go. That hasn't happened in two years! We'll see where it goes as I've hardly begun and already hit road blocks, but I'm determined to get this one out of me. It's screaming at me when I read and whispering to me at work, I've had to start shutting my phone in a drawer at work because I keep pulling it out and using the memo pad to write chapters and dialogue and other things so often that the big boss is catching me and I'm ignoring customers, which is a no-no. Cross your fingers for me.

Richard Dawkins is going to be at a lecture at ASU this weekend on What is Life and I am going. There will be other great minds there as well but, unfortunately, I have really only read the works of Dawkins. This will be a wonderful opportunity to hear and learn about other scientists and give me more reading material. Which I love. Also, RICHARD DAWKINS OHMYGOD!!!!!!! I read his book The God Delusion in High school and picked up The Greatest Show on Earth, Evidence for Evolution, last month. I have a whole list of his other works I still need to read and have watched lectures and read papers of his online. I'm so excited.

Day 02 - A picture of you and the person you have been close with for awhile

SURPRISE! It's Kris! No one's surprised are they?
It was unavoidable considering how long he's been in my life. P.S. That pic is from when we saw Voltaire last January. VERY FUN night. Kris and Sarah got smashed and Voltaire is such a lovely person. So wonderful with his fans, he stayed and talked and hung out with everyone after the show.

So yes, Kris and I met on the bus when I was in seventh grade, he was in ninth. My best friend Jake and I had taken to commandeering the very back seats on the bus for ourselves, an yet, we never got the very last seat because a boy was always there. He didn't look mean but he certainly didn't look like he wanted to be bothered by our hooliganry so we let him be. Then one day Jake decides to turn around and introduce himself. The boy just sort of stared in reply, he didn't give us a name but he was friendly after a minute and we all started a tentative friendship that day.

For about two months we didn't know his name. It became a game, every day we'd try and guess and every day he'd say we were wrong. After a time we knew his name but pretended like we didn't just for fun.

A year later and we started dating. Not terribly interesting but that's how it happened.

Now it's nine years since those bus rides. Nine years, of laughter and nine years of tears. Of moving and pets, and cars and divorces.

Whoa.

31 Days of Me

So I find myself with nothing much to say, but I want to continue updating and goofing around on here. What is a girl to do? I know! Find an annoying internet MEME! So I jacked this from a friend on facebook and will start doing it here. I can't promise it will be updated every day since our internet is so back and forth, but I'll do my best.

So, Day 01 - A picture of yourself with fifteen facts

1. I love to read
2. I love writing, but haven't liked a single thing I've written in the past two years.
3. I model as a hobby.
4. I think I have the most random assortment of features mashed into a body. I know I'm not ugly, but I think I'm strange looking.
5. I'm an animal person.
6. I can be incredibly mean.
7. I'm terrified and repulsed by pregnant people. No idea why, but I have an uncontrollable panic set in if someone pregnant gets too close to me and will physically jerk away if touched(with the exception of my dear friend Sasha. Not sure why she never freaked me out when pregnant and she's been with child at least three times since I've known her).
8. My best friend is gay.
9. I'm bi.
10. If you mistreat animals I will mistreat you.
11. I love creepy, scary, and dead things.
12. I've been with my boyfriend for over 8 years and we've been friends for over 9.
13. I very rarely take anyone seriously.
14. I fall into deep depressions very easily but I come out of them just as easily.
15. I have six tattoos.

I hate the new year.

Not so much that I actually hate 2011, no, I hate all the:
"OH man 2010 was great 2011 will be better!"
Or
"2010 sucked but 2011 will be better!"
posts I'm spammed with on facebook. I suppose it's my own fault for letting high school kids that befriended me at work add me. But still.

Honestly though, I don't like the whole idea of "New Years". You're telling me, that yesterday is completely different than today and I can start all these new resolutions and THIS time I will actually stick to them for the next 365 days? I'm a bitch, I'm not trying to put people down, if that's you're thing and you enjoy doing it then good for you. I never make New Years Resolutions though. I'm constantly changing and starting new things, once I make the decision to do something I do it with little prompting (though a lot of whining).

Also, 2010 wasn't any different to me than 2009, 2009 was only different because I moved here but other than that it's in line with the last most horrible years of my life, and that's saying something. In fact, it was the worst year so far as it's the first year I began to entertain killing myself and my mental health deteriorated to a point where I was not functioning properly at all. I was completely out of my head, the first time I actively yelled at my mom ever, (though over the phone, it was still horrible of me). Those are just the highlights that I remember as the most recent. I don't like to dwell on things.

As always, when I count up the bad things though, I count up the good. As shitty as the last few years have been there are good things. Nothing is ever all good and nothing is ever all bad. There will be hard times (the last few years) and there will be good times (years previous and years to come). I know I'll never actually kill myself and now I know my psychosis can and will come back if I don't take care of myself. This is a good thing because now I can integrate things into my routine to help with that.
I have been in Arizona over a year. I hate it here, but I like it more than Utah and I have my brother and sister.
Kris and I got our first apartment with just US. After living together for years but always having room mates this is heaven.
We've had Hannibal almost two years, brought Nox Arcana and Ryuk, into our home, and brought Teddy V. home and through a terrible ordeal and he is still a loving sweet little guy.
I started volunteering at the rescue which makes me feel a little less useless and a whole lot happier and full of bunnies in my life.
I shaved half my head and have my deathhawk, that is amazingly liberating for some reason.
I purchased my own car. Never actually bought, and insured my own car. That was neat.

As always, I'm rambling. I don't care, this is my place to spill word vomit and vomit I shall! So here's not to Resolutions, here's to continuing! Continue to improve, continue to get better, continue to do whatever the fuck I want, and continue to roll with the punches. If I'm hit to hard I'll stay down for a bit, but once my breath's back, I'll be come up worse than before. Like a razor blade, touch me, and I won't be the one left bleeding.
Always remember, problems can be solved, I just have to wait, and work, it out.

It Has Begun!

Christmas was fine, much like Thanksgiving the Family and the Utah Escapists gathered in my living room to consume food and drink while watching dumb cartoons and playing fun video games. Frank brought Jack who I have adopted as my brother because he's adorable, Laura showed up and my much beloved Valerie came over to consume Christmas waffles with me! (Val is currently doing her Masters program at Georgetown and I have not seen her in months!) So I was a happy camper.

We're not big on gift giving in our family so we gave each other some small things and that was that.
Frank did not don the metal gear this time around, he didn't get that crunk.

In other news, I finally get to start collecting LIving Dead Dolls! Back about ten years ago when I first saw them I wanted them so badly! But mom thought they were too grotesque, even with her love of morbid stories and crime scene photos. So I waited out of respect for her. Then I got older and didn't have the money for such things. NOW THOUGH! Now I have the money and the space and last night I ordered my first Living Dead Doll!

BILLY DOLL! From my favorite of all movie series SAW. He was on sale for only twenty dollars so I am happily awaiting his arrival.

Happy is the Goth Girl with the Dead Doll.

Saturday Morning

Saturdays are my one day of the week where I have the day to myself. I don't have to get up at five a.m. to go to work and Kris goes in around seven while I sleep in and enjoy kitten snuggles. This morning I got up around seven with Kris and went out to feed the animals, and the first thing I was greeted with was Hannibal doing happy binkies outside my door. Sure it was mainly because it was breakfast time and he knew it, but nothing makes me happier than seeing his furry butt racing around like a crack fiend.

On the other side of the barrier, Teddy V. waited patiently and sweetly for breakfast next to his bowl. His sweet little face looking up at me expectantly. He's a heart breaker with those big brown eyes and that gray butterfly on his nose.

I didn't start this blog for any real reason, I didn't intend it to be a rabbit blog. I just like journaling, regardless of whether anyone reads it or not, I enjoy doing it. But, a rabbit blog it is becoming since the majority of my time is spent with my bunnies or at the rescue with all 162 of those bunnies.

So I accept that I am a rabbit blogger, that I have no life outside of my pets. my daily routine is work at five a.m home by two p.m. clean up mess rabbits have made during the day, check cat, rabbit, and snake water bowls, clean all three bunny litter boxes and cat litter, check snake tank temp, watch Barneby Betta Fish dance and play with him with a mirror, cuddle kitten, lay on floor with Hannibal, drag both buns into bathtub for bonding work (not coming along well, but that's a different post) then make dinner with Kris and spend the rest of the night clicker training buns and watching dumb cartoons.

I am a pet addict I think.
Man I am the coolest twenty two year old I know! *sarcasm*
Whatever, I am awesome.

Actual Update

Poor little Teddy Vorheese. He's doing really well but he hates his Pen G injections. He doesn't fight me or bite or even struggle, but his little face just sobs "Please! No more!".

I don't blame him.
He has two more and then he goes back to the vet to check his progress. We find out then if he gets more shots or if we're done. His mouth looks great to me, no redness, swelling or pus. He eats just fine and plays and cuddles so here's hoping for the best!

He highly disapproves of this post.
BUT WE ALL APPROVE OF TOKI WARTOOTH AND BUNNIES!

What's happening today?

The living room is being rearranged. Why you ask?
Today both bunnies are going free range. No more pens.
Oooooh dear.