But I don’t have a bloody title!

I’ve had less than two hours sleep…and instead of going to sleep after I got back to the house this morning, I folded clothes, and rearragned part of the enviroment. Drug a dresser out of my room and into the living room. It’s going to be someplace to put mum’s turtle. With the weather getting colder her room is too, exspecially since the furnace is down at this point.  If it ever gets up, it would be too hot in there for the turtle anyway. And if we were to run the kerosene heater at all this winter, then it would be too cold.

On a slightly related note to that. Mum told me today that the Farmer’s Almanac says we are in for mild winter. One could certainly hope so. I can live without the cold and snow, despite living in the snowbelt. Bloody evil snow anyway. But, despite the fact that I didn’t even manged to get outback once this summer, I love the land I live on. We’ve got 20 acres, and most of it is wooded…except where the house is, and the strip where the power line it at. On top of that (and the fact that part of it is cedar swamp…which I love the smell of cedar, and the spookieness of the cedar swamp), we’ve got a river that runs through the property (The Cedar River…could it be anything else. *laughs*).

Still have a bit of cleaning and straightening up to do…I figure if all else fails, I’ll just push it all into a tub and stash it in the bedroom for the while that it needs to be out of sight. Then hope it doesn’t go out of mind for too much.

I’ve pretty much got my Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans picked clean of any of the good ones (typed while chewing on the last two buttered popcorn, with the last two toasted marshmallow standing by. Although I do still have a couple bacons for later. *laughs* Yes, as warped and twisted as it may sound…the bacon beans taste good).

Blah, this is pointless…Then again when isn’t it…

Oh yes…I’m considering getting a pet. Said a couple things to mum today about it, but not in the what do you think about the idea form, more like it’s an already made up decision. And she didn’t say anything about it, or ask if I was crazy or what not. Though she did say it would probably get picked on, since I plan (if this comes about) getting a female critter, and giving the poor thing a male name. *laughs*  Thing is, I’ve had a boy one before…loved him dearly I did, until he got sick  *sigh* Poor fellow…Anyway…His masculine parts showed a bit too well for my tastes. So…I’m thinking getting a female would take care of that problem…Still the poor girl would be saddled with a boys name. I suppose I could give it one of two other names, and it would be the same thing, in short…but…For whatever reason…I think I would prefer it to have the boys name… *shakes head at self* Not sure why this has even come into my head, or why I feel so strongly about it. But I think I really do want one…It’s been…over 7 years.

Oh, and for those who might read this ( I still refuse to type/write your birth name, but for your comfort, I will refrain from calling you by what I’ve always known you by…Hey, can I call you Slythe instead? *snickers*…Anyway…), my annoying yellow kitty has showed back up. *smiles* *shake head* Still not sure how the yellow cat ended up mine…though it does seem to be the only cat we have left. Maybe it’s too paranoid to go far. *falls over laughing*
Okay, clarification on that last part.  Kitten’s name is  Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody  (wonders if I should worry I knew waht page to go to to find the list of Order of the Phoenix memebers in me book…oh well)….There is a reason for this. At one point I thought Moody was only going to have the one ‘normal’ eye.  He was the victim of a rogue racoon attack ( In the summer we get racoons that come up into the yard and eat the cat food…Most of them get along with the cats. On occasion we get one that doesn’t. The misplaced male that shows up, and we’ve lost our fair share of kittens to them).  For a while his eye was swolled shut, and then we thought it was gone (guess it was just back a bit further than it was suppose to of been). Well now, now he looks just like a normal little kitty…But for whatever reason, the name Moody has still stuck on the fellow. ( Which would be so ‘fitting’ for lack of a better word, if I do get my other little critter.)

*looks at desk* Blah…it’s not as bad as it was…but it still needs a bit of work.

Oo…Finished the picture I was working on that goes with the one scene from roleplay…Though I’m remiss to show it off at this point (besides to Raya, since she knows the plot that’s set in motion…or will be shortly). Showed it to me mum…she said that I did a good job on the other person in the picture, that it does look like him. *smiles* Although I should probably be freak out by that. *laughs*

Anyway, I’ve got a pesudo kitten/cat crawling on me, and on my back…and I think I’m going to go fight with him for a bit. Before he manages to break his bloody neck climbing from the couch, to the tub, to the back of my chair.
Foolish me…I just asked him what I looked like… the reply  "A hippogryff."  Yeah…it’s just so much bloody fun to be me.

Marvin: Not that anyone cares what I think, but the restaurant is at the *other* end of the Universe. 
(Marvin is my hero…then again, it might be just because I love the sound of his voice. *swoon* )