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Sorry I've dropped off the face of the internets the past few days - Tuesday morning I spent fighting with my damn game for Multimedia Development, and yesterday I went to work out. But it's Thursday, and here I am with a giant coffee in my hand and some Lady GaGa downloading. I finally gave up and figured, what the hell, her songs get stuck in my head enough as it is, why the hell not just get her albums?

Anyway, I'm absolutely exhausted. I've been running around constantly the past few days. Monday we drove to Massena to go get some fishies for my late birthday present. One came home dead, so last night we returned it and got two more. My house is now a friggin aquarium. There are more fish here than people. Do I have to make tags for all my fishykids? Artemis has her own tag. I think Augustus, Metella, and Rufilla would be very sad if I didn't give them tags, yanno? (Oh my lord, Beth, they're fish. They don't care if you have tags. Drink your coffee.) I've noticed they all have their own personalities, too. Artemis is just Artemis, being cute and silly and sometimes doing ridiculous stuff, like sleeping in the handle of the Greek vase in her tank. Gus is calm, cool, collected, and loves to come to the glass when I talk. He's a very social fish. He's also one of the most spoiled male bettas I've ever seen, he's got five gallons all to himself! (Then again, right now Artemis has 20 gallons to herself. XD) Rufilla is a little smaller, and Metella was picking on her in the bag on the way home, and she reminds me of a line that her namesake had in my Cambridge Latin 2 book - "You don't understand! You don't care!" Nobody understands what it's like to be a tiny blue betta, heheh. Metella's also named after a Cambridge Latin character, from book 1 - she acts like she's the boss, and Metella in the books was the lady of the household, so there we go.

Oh my lord I am explaining the reasoning behind what I named my fish and their personalities. I am a crazy fish lady.

Anyway, two days of babysitting left and then it's the weekend. I had Tyler and Brittany yesterday, since she was sick. I felt so bad for her, she looked really out of it and miserable. Hope she's feeling better today.

Can I go back to bed?
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I had some screwed up dreams last night/this morning.

One of which was the usual one my deep subconscious throws at me every month: "oh hay you're on your period, I'm going to make you dream of being pregnant since i know you hate it so much!" Gnaaaarrr. I am deeply afraid of being pregnant. I'm very iffy about bodily functions and I'm never very comfortable in my own body - I can't bear having something grow in me and throw everything I know about myself out the window. (Hell, I'm squicked out about the fact that I'm full of blood and bodily organs. I like to think that I'm filled with Poly-Fil stuffing. And that all my organs are little stuffed representations of the real thing. Scares me a lot less.)

Dream two was just... weird. I was helping Mom clean again, and Ruthie was helping, and we were taking care of some birds. Apparently Ruthie decided that one of the birds wanted to learn how to swim, and I found it trying to keep its head above water in the fish tank. I freaked, pulled it out and dried it off, and then tried to find the cage it belonged in. At one point, while I was trying to find its cage, the bird decided it wanted to cling to me. Like, wrap its wings around my face and cuddle. Okay then! I found its cage eventually, and put it in, and that was that. Then, the scene switches to me being in the back of a car, and there's a bunch of junk in there, and there's a bird cage with two birds in it and some broken eggs. As I watch, one of the birds lays a disgusting looking egg, and I turn away in the dream, but now I can't get that image out of my head. Birds laying rotten eggs. That has to mean something, right? I mean, dreaming of losing teeth means getting money (oddly, the more teeth I lose, the less money I get, but still), dreaming of birds laying rotten eggs must have some strange meaning.

ANYWAY. Today's the last day I'm babysitting for the week, I am happy for this. Means I can go clean out my fish tank, FINALLY. And get some dirt set up in the bottom of it, and the stones too. I'm hoping the pet store has some female bettas or some good looking neon tetras to put in the big tank along with Miss Artemis. Lately she's been swimming around the big plant I dumped in her tank- I think she likes it. I'm amazed it was still alive in Mom's tank- I wonder how long it's just been sitting and growing there.

8 days to my birthday. Bryan said he'd take me out to dinner! I'm going to wear my piano dress, and my fancy headband, and maybe my new white heels.
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I'm going to my mom's tomorrow! :D Bryan's taking me down there so we can go get the 20 gallon fish tank that Mom's not using. When I asked her just how old it was, she said "It came with you, haha." So I get to have a nearly 28 year old fish tank! It makes me a little nervous, taking it down and transporting it a hundred and thirty miles away, but I'm sure it'll be okay. We're bringing an old comforter to wrap it in, so that should help. The worst part of it all is going to be emptying it and taking all the stone out.

I'm tired tonight. Dunno why. I took a nap. I think it's that time of the month wearing me out. I'm very tempted to go curl up in bed and watch Bryan play Team Fortress 2 until I get sleepy.
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In case anyone was curious as to what I look like...

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That's me. Shaggy brown hair, glasses, almost-always flushed cheeks, and chocolate brown eyes.

In other news, I worked on some punch embroidery today, cleaned the kitchen, and watched Bryan clean out his camping backpacks. I also cleaned Artemis' fish tank, which was... an undertaking. (I renamed the fish because she loves to hunt down her dinner and nom on it ferociously, so I named her Artemis after the Greek goddess.) I managed to suck out almost all the water with the fishy vacuum, which wasn't my original intent. Thank god I took Artemis out and put her in her fishy cup, and had Bryan keep an eye on her while I cleaned her tank. I spent a good chunk of the afternoon outside, too, after the ordeal with the fishtank. We cooked out on the grill for dinner, and went out for ice cream afterwards. All in all, a wonderful day.

Now I'm gonna go settle in front of the TV and watch... something... while I punch embroider.

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