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wild_dreamer: (Yuki Sohma)
Monday, January 28th, 2019 07:46 pm
Had an... eventful 24 hours, for sure. So my two cats, Squeaker and Momo, they're both assholes, but to different degrees.

Squeaker is a big fat black scaredy cat (who is improving dramatically since Leon has been here, which I take to be a very good sign) who loudly DEMANDS his share of pets at a random hour of the night but won't lay down, is significantly less inclined to let you pet him when he is relaxed and laying down, hates being picked up for any reason but mostly just whines about it and looks sad, and occasionally when he hasn't been getting his (very expensive, difficult to administer) medication he likes to pee on things that should not be peed on.

We'll come back to that.

Momo is just a bratty princess who throws very deliberate tantrums when things don't go her way. Like the food bowl is empty and it's the middle of the night, so she's going to knock things off the headboard onto your head. Or stare at you and knock things off any flat surface she can reach after yelling at you for five minutes because she's lost all of her toys and needs a new one (to not actually play with) RIGHT NOW. Or sometimes, because she objects to the presence of the dog in your living room (who physically cannot leave the living room btw), she climbs around on the headboard and nightstands and knocks things down.

So, that was last night; Babe's water bottle lands on a brand new glass frame front and shatters it across the carpet and assorted hubris beside the bed. At about three in the morning.

Bright side: Waifu and the ghost of a bear who still lives in our back room had cleaned most of the things up off the floor there earlier yesterday so there wasn't actually much down there to get glass on. Vacuumed today after work. All better.

Today the puppy is a whiny brat at every opportunity, and chewed up my couch some more, but he's cute and six months old and left alone with nothing he's allowed to chew on. I bought him toys. XD Dollar store is a blessing. We also took her out to the park to throw the ball around :3 puppppyyyyyy omg

And then we get back and Squeaker pees on the bed. (See? Told you we'd come back to that.)

So now we're doing more laundry, unexpectedly. Ugggghhhhh.


Update for the very end of the day: snek (Kaa) has been fed a fat rat and had her tank cleaned and the bed is made and I have eaten and everyone but Babe has gone to bed and so should I.

(Also why am I so effing thirsty tonight wtf?)
wild_dreamer: (SPN - Sam has emofaise)
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 08:16 pm
My ride to work was paved with rotting limbs.

Maybe this zombie thought was right.

Well. Definitely, now, actually.

My coworker picked me up, looking barely phased by the ongoings of the day, and continued to be unphased by our disgusting and entertaining drive to work. I believe this has something to do with her perpetual state of being stoned, tends to make one very calm.

However, the mess I found upon arrival at work was much more terrifying. Old people make strange noises, and sometimes you can't tell the shambling from the perpetual shuffle of the elderly.

I only hope the night's efforts were successful. Some of the people remain, safer than before our assistance, but I'm beginning to believe I have been comprrrrrooomised.

I found myself considering my lover's head for a time as we were driving home, and nibbling upon his fingers.

This could be perfectly normal, but the strange craving for brains and the way my haaaands appear to be turning grey lends itself to the theory that somewhere along the way I have become infected.

I think one or two of them did manage to bite me, but I'm not dead. I assumed one must be dead to make the transition...

I was wrong.

Save yourselves.
wild_dreamer: (PC - WTF?)
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 10:05 am
Well that was probably the most absurd trip to the grocery EVER.

I got stopped on my way across the street by some nervous-looking guy, who rolled down his window and told me to go somewhere safe, lock my doors and find a gun. And then, get this, he offered me a ride. CREEPY.

I declined, as politely as I could, and he shrugged and said "your funeral, lady" and drove off. What a weirdo!

There was a strange lack of cars on the street, and even in the parking lot it didn't look as busy as a usual Saturday morning, but there were still a fairly ordinary number of people. Must be more folks walking to the store on such a nice day.

Then again, everyone was acting pretty strange. Stumbling around, groaning.. this one freaky guy tried to grab me, and it almost looked like he was trying to chew on my shoulder before I jerked away and went to check out.

I'm starting to think something's going on here. My weird premonition last night, people's weird behavior today..

It must be zombies. Tccchh. Yeah right.

(x-posted to wild-dreamer & onnakitty)
wild_dreamer: (b&w sexy)
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 08:36 am
The world always seems so unnaturally quiet in the mornings. Everyone around me is sleeping.

By a cruel trick of fate, I am awake earlier than I wanted to be, and unable to get back to sleep. First, one of my friends accidentally activates Yahoo's call function, causing my computer to ring loudly and awaken me. And then there were at least a few IMs, one to apologize.

And then there was a blasted crow outside my open window, making a ruckus. And? On top of all that? I had to pee.

So here I am, bright and early, awake and cranky.

Beautiful start to the day.

And I'm craving something, but I don't know what it is I want. I may get dressed and enjoy a walk to the store before it gets all hot out, wander around and figure out what it is that I want. I'm thinking a brain sounds kind of nice right now, as I apparently left mine behind when I woke up.

Uggghhhhh.

(x-posted to wild-dreamer & onnakitty)
wild_dreamer: (SPN - Sam-and-Dean)
Saturday, June 13th, 2009 12:06 am
There's something weird in the air tonight. It's like.. a feeling of impending doom. I can't quite place it, but I feel like I shouldn't go to sleep yet, even though I'm tired. Even though I'm actually pretty exhausted. Like something's about to happen, maybe even already beginning to happen.

It's kind of giving me the creeps.

Does anybody else feel like this?

It's like I can feel the world dying. I've had it happen once or twice, when some major disaster struck; I had this aching pull, this unexplained nervousness before I ever knew something had happened. It feels worse now.

I've really got to get some sleep, it's probably just that I'm overtired. I'm gonna go dig out my iPod and put something calming on. Maybe Iron & Wine, that's been my music of choice for the last few days.

I'm not even in my pajamas yet.

Oh, and just as I'm actually thinking about settling down and sleeping, the neighbors start making noise. What is this, party time, all the sudden?

Uggghhh, I just need to finish this story I'm reading and get some shut-eye. I'll deal with the world tomorrow.

(x-posted to: wild-dreamer @ Dreamwidth and onnakitty @ Livejournal)
wild_dreamer: (SPN - b&w emo!Sam)
Thursday, January 29th, 2009 02:21 pm
curled up on the couch in the Crack Den, randomly messing around on the internet with the PSP that James has long-term loaned me, and being thoroughly amused by zombie insurgence RP.

Apparently the zombies have taken over Silverdale and my love has been infected. It is not yet June 13th and the zombie incursion was unexpected so early in the year, which is probably why they've been this successful thus far.

I am still looking for some sort of cure for this condition. Hopefully before James decides that my brains are tasty, and I'm forced to shoot him.

So far he's been docile and quiet, after my initial warning about the state of my brains and his head versus my shotgun should he try anything. It seems one can retain some manner of lucid thought even after being bitten. I wonder how long it lasts.. In any case he's chained himself to the couch and returned to his programming work while I continue to research a cure.

Called Matt, told him to bring his shotgun. He missed the first surge of zombies, now littering the ground outside, and so far it's been fairly quiet since he arrived to guard my back while I use my google-fu.

Any thoughts? Anywhere you can point me to, my dear friends, in hopes of finding a cure before we become one with these monsters? Any hope of salvation for my love? Please, tell me there's something.
wild_dreamer: (SGA - cuddle)
Saturday, May 17th, 2008 09:09 pm
I was going to write out a whole rant about my day...

But I'm too tired.

Simple version:

Despite feeling sick to my stomach last night, and this morning, to the point where I did actually attempt to call in to work today, I ended up going to work. Because my boss guilt tripped me into it.

And then the little kiosk I was in all day (Eleven to six, guys. No breaks.) was well over the 80 degrees it was (supposedly) outside. I'm guessing somewhere in the hundred-degree bracket. When I was already feeling ill, and it was BUSY out there. Suuuuuuck. Of epic proportions.

[non sequitor] Speaking of epic, Narnia: Prince Caspian is really good. I got to go out and see it last night. ;3 [/non sequitor]

And my direct supervisor was so much more awesome than the new manager. So she stayed in the kiosk with me for much of the afternoon, and made Manager A (who is Manager S's replacement, T-T) stay even though he wasn't scheduled to. Buahaha.

And then I went and crashed for about an hour with a cup of iced mint tea and the coffee shop guy, and chatted a little bit in between his customers. I mostly just sat there and leaned, and nursed my tea, and stared into space. It was good.

And now, I'm sleepy and showered, so I'm going to settle in with some music, another cup of tea perhaps, a good webcomic, and maybe some intermittent writing or roleplaying for another hour or so, and then go to bed. <3

(Current webcomic obsession: MEGATOKYO. <3 PH34R t3h 3V1L 0N3Z. )
wild_dreamer: (Elizabeth - Forgetful)
Tuesday, May 6th, 2008 07:05 am
Seattle, wtf. The gods are playing silly buggers lately. (Thunder rolled. It rolled a six.)

Chill and rainy again today. Not that, yanno, as it's Seattle, I expected much different. But a girl can hope, right?

And on top of that, Niisan's plans to visit were thrown for a loop when I discovered that one of my coworkers had already requested that entire week off on vacation. D'oh.

So he had to go in circles to reschedule his trip, and as soon as we got it figured out I put in my own request for some time off.

Nothing else had better go wrong. D<

Time for me to get to work now. Ja matta, Minna-san!
wild_dreamer: (Crashed PC)
Sunday, March 2nd, 2008 08:22 pm
Well today went much better. Also, I was right about part of why yesterday sucked so fantastically much. =D

Guess what time it is!

Oh yeah. I hate my body sometimes. Dx

On the bright side of things:

As I said, today went better. I had a smoothie with so much added YUM in it that I could practically chew the protein powder. xD I had this other powder stuff in it too, and YUMMM. All my vitamins and minerals, yay! (No seriously, I love the taste of that smoothie mix stuff.)

I scrubbed and scrubbed and cleeeeaaaaaannnnned today at work, too. Even though you couldn't really tell from a quick look, but I did a lot. D< And I feel totally underappreciated for it.

Cause my supervisor asked me to do something specific, and I got caught up with a handful of customers in the HOUR between her asking me to do it, and her coming down to get my drawer and take it away... So I had done not much more than pull the freezer out from the wall and pick up the trash from behind it.

So I told her I was gonna go ahead and scrub it down, and the wall, and mop back there, while I had it pulled out. And then I would finish closing duties, and come upstairs.

Forty-five minutes later when I'm done cleaning the FUCKING GROSSSSSS space behind the freezer, putting the freezer back, knocking something behind it and having to pull it out -again- to fetch it, sweeping and mopping the rest of the floor, counting the cups, so on and so forth...

She tells me "it doesn't take forty-five minutes to close" when I get upstairs.

And then proceeds to tell me I could have been doing that cleaning earlier, during my free time... when I'd been doing other scrubbing, by the way. And BEFORE she'd asked me to do that particular thing.

I'm fucking tired of retail and foodservice. And managers.


I think I've figured out what I honestly want to do with my life. I want to work the same sort of job Grandma used to work. Something factory, something where it's all habit and muscle memory and I don't have to -think- about it, and something where I don't have to DEAL WITH FUCKING STUPID CUSTOMERS! D<

So that's my rant for this evening. ♥ to you all, and I'm gonna go grab a shower and hope my hair dries fast.

I feel gross after work. Lots of sweaty, icky work. Plus, work tomorrow is EARLY and I need a shower anyways.

LOVE! Lots of love! Ja matta ne~!
wild_dreamer: (Freckle - overenthusiastic)
Saturday, March 1st, 2008 02:12 pm
I'm gonna start screaming.

Any second now.

Current status: In need of 2 Thai Wrapps, 2 Teriyaki Wrapps, 1 plumber, and 1 SANITY, returned intact.


UPDATE: Have 4 Wrapps. Still need 1 plumber and 1 sanity.

People are IMPATIENT and RUDE and STUPID. I am SCATTERBRAINED, KLUTZY, and ABOUT TO CRY. Which is the beginning of a complete and total MENTAL MELTDOWN.

My overuse of CAPS should be enough to tell you how I'm feeling.


I have been dropping things, forgetting things, spilling things, and generally being a mess ALL DAY.

People have been impatient and rude to me.

THIS DOES NOT HELP.

*Sits down and buries her face in her hands.*

Where is my Zen now, I ask you?

Oh wait. SURFACE CHAOS. That's where. SOMEONE THREW A FUCKING STONE! DX Stupid rock-throwers disturbing my inner peace.

My use of impolite grammar has declined in the last half an hour. =D

I only fucking used the word fuck once in this motherfucking post. Oh wait, now I've abused it.

*Falls down ded.*


UPDATED again: Some very sweet man just came and stood and chatted with me for the last five minutes and made me feel SO MUCH BETTER... But I still want to sit down and cry. ._.;

Plus? The sink is royally fucked now. Like, I can't even use it. I'm not even asking, I'm -informing- the borrowed manager that I'm closing the kiosk early and sorting this out, because I cannot make smoothies if my sink won't work to rinse out the pitchers.
wild_dreamer: (Freckle - overenthusiastic)
Wednesday, February 20th, 2008 07:47 pm
Thanks to a dear friend, my night was made full of LOLs. And zombies.

[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *skullmunch*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: O_o
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *is a zombie*
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *omnomnom*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: .....
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: ZOMBIES!!!
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: *Runs screaming*
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *shambles after*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: *Climbs a ladder, HAH*
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *knocks the ladder down, leaving her no way down.*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: *Still not being eaten. Has a rope ladder for later, anyway. Prepared for zombies.*
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *tree gets completely surrounded by zombies. All of whom can wait for a very long time.*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: *Not in a tree?*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: *Has a shotgun and an unlimited ammo cheat code.*
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *zombies start stacking on top of one another. Also, due to a programming error, the shotgun does 0 damage*
[livejournal.com profile] onnakitty: Fuck!
[livejournal.com profile] teh_antisecks: *victory: Zombies*


Brought to you by IM!puppet theatre. We're here all week. But he's got studying to do. And my brains are now missing. Haven't they always been? I don't see why the zombies wanted me to begin with...
wild_dreamer: (Elizabeth - Forgetful)
Monday, January 28th, 2008 06:14 am
I believe the words "I hate my life" come to mind.

I woke up to a strange red-orange glow outside my window.

"It's too early for the sunrise," I think. So I sit up, stretch, reach for the blinds.

And it's fucking snowing like crazy.

Geez, I only slept for four hours. Did this start before I fell asleep? Cause, dayum. Lotta snow.

Dx I don't want to go to work in this. I'm going to have to steal my heavy coat back from KK.

Siiiigh.
wild_dreamer: (that'll give you bees)
Friday, November 30th, 2007 02:15 pm
Well here I am again, posting already.

I has no brain. 8D

Zombie time! BRRRRAAAAIIIIINNNNNZZZZZ~

I went away to shower directly after that last post...

It's going to be one of those days. I'm having that girly thing. I managed somehow to put my underpants on inside out, WHILE LOOKING AT THEM. It was not dark, or early, or any such thing. I just had no brainz. I have gotten water in my sinuses from being made to laugh while drinking.

And I have a feeling it's going to get worse. <3 But hopefully not in the bad ways, just all the little "the universe is mocking me" ways.

Oh, and a ten minute shower was all the hot water there was left. Good thing I was done the same time as the water was...

<3 Today should be fun. I'mma go drag my laptop out to listen to music and spend time with KK now~

♥ ~ ♥ ~ ♥