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Mo' Animals Mo' Problems
I've always felt connected to animals. I don't know how to make that sound less douche-baggy; often, I feel MUCH more comfortable being with the animals at a party than with the people, even when the people were known by me for years.  Maybe it's a fear of judgement; maybe it's just insanity.  Maybe it's nothing at all.

Anyway, the last week or so with animals has been RIDICULOUS.  "That's what you get for living in the country" instantly springs into my mind, but there are a few million people living up here, and I doubt they've had as many strange animal 'interactions' as I have.
Here are some highlights:
- The skunk that died outside our house.  And then stayed there for 4 days.  And then was taken away by a backhoe.  They used a giant, expensive, freaking BACKHOE to remove a skunk.  And then people wonder why the town has no money to hire another snow plow.
- Driving to work, having to slow my car to a near stop because a porcupine went ambling, the true definition of ambling, across the road.  From a distance when I first spotted it, I thought it was a black bear cub; that's how big this mofo was.  And slow.  And wiggly.  And he blended in with the side of the road too well to make taking a picture worthwhile.
- Driving to work (I haaaaaaaaaaaaate starting so many sentences like that! I miss living within a few miles of my school and walking!), feeling calm and making a mental to-do list.  SUDDENLY - A MOUSE.  Running along my windshield wipers.  What?  Where did a mouse come from?  Did it fall out of a tree as I passed under?  Was it hiding in the hood and scampered out as it got hot/too hot?  how many of its family burned up inside my hood?
- A straight-up RABID fox.  Thankfully, I've had no interaction with him, but he's roaming the neighborhood and attacked our neighbor, Gina.  Did I mention that Shadow (cat) lives outside 99% of the time and would be DELICIOUS rabid fox food?  And came home with his ear torn up and he keeps attacking me and LORD HELP ME if he's rabid.  I can't deal with that.
- Tonight, trying to leave my school to go to the gym. Pretty good considering it was after 6:30 and my contract hours end at 3:15 (this is my average leaving time, FYI, be retroactively nice to your teachers, we bust our asses for you!).  Get to the front door, have to stop and wait.  And wait.  And wait.  Why? Just a skunk pacing in front of the door.  No big deal.  S/he was real cute; just, I didn't want to startle it and wind up smelling like skunk.  For the rest of my life.  They're fluffy and walk funny, but it wouldn't pose for a picture OR move out of the way, so I stood in our foyer that smells like mold and maybe vomit (depends on the day) and wait it out.


And still, I've yet to see a moose :(
 
 
   
 

Stuck in the Twilight Zone
Okay. It didn't help that I couldn't sleep at all last night and then I tried to nap this afternoon but that was interupted by the Casey Anthony not-guilty verdict (I shouldn't have turned on the news) because I was curious if my predictions about the case would come true. Not that I keep track of every prediction I make, but that case was so tainted by media coverage that it was very easy to convict Casey based on public opinion alone. I just didn't foresee her getting the death penalty, but what I do foresee is more death hanging on her head. I wouldn't be surprised if Casey gets killed shortly after she is released from prison. Not guilty or not, her life and her family are destroyed. I don't beleive the public will be forgiving. But that's not what disturbs me tonight. Maybe I watched too much Twilight Zone yesterday or maybe I just didn't get out enough today. By the time I finally fell asleep it was after 4pm and I only slept until 8pm, just four hours of sleep. Before I fell asleep I promised myself I would get some drawing finished or maybe take a walk. But the street lights are OUT. It is PITCH BLACK outside. It's like someone laid out a blanket of darkness over my apartment complex. Weird.

I start to feel like I woke up in the Twilight Zone. This afternoon while the Casey Anthony verdict was read, a brief strong storm blew in. It was like Mother Nature was providing extra drama with all the thunder booming. I took a video of the little monsoon. I'll have to post it when I'm feeling more like myself.

I've been feeling very reclusive and unmotivated, stuck in this nothing world where my only connection to the outside world is via the internet and cable television. With limited contact with people I start to fall into a zombie-like haze and I just weep and weep and WEEP. And then I sleep... The sleep brings an escape to me but then I get stuck in my dreams for a little while and waking brings back reality too harshly. I haven't seen a single soul in my neighborhood today. In the distance there was someone cutting grass and there was no traffic. I didn't even see my neighbors milling about. Of course it was stormy this afternoon and early evening, something I slept through, so waking up... Well. And the only way I hear from my friends is on Facebook or here?

There's an unreality to it. I start to feel more isolated. I begin to get very, very, VERY lonely. The kind of lonely that happens to shut-ins. I'm determined to shake off this darkness tomorrow. I have a doctor's appointment, that should give me some incentive to get out.

I start to get nostaligic. I remember happier times when I had a busy load of friends to see and plenty of business to do. What happened to the person I used to be? Who am I now? And where is my life headed? I can make predictions about strangers, but me? When I'm in this darkness, this too calm, quiet, enfolding, womb-like errie darkness, all I can do is continue to retreat and wait for the clouds to part. I hope for hope itself.
 
 
 

   
Is that wierd?
So I told him he smelt good on his own without any product smells and scents. And he goes to have a shower and doesn't bring his shampoo or anything, and I ask him why, and he says, well you said you like it better without.

Does that seem wierd to you? I mean I know he's silly, but I didn't think he'd actually go to the shower and not use his shampoo and stuff, just because I said he smells good scent-free.

This was a long time ago, but it's been in my head a few times, along with some other things but I can't think of them right now. I can't find any information on any disorder it might be, maybe he's just silly.

He went back to using it after, but I still find it wierd he'd do that, just because I said that!

Thoughts?
 
 
   
 

Oh yea.
It is so weird.  Today I went to this Walmart that I go to every now and then when I am on that side of town and saw about 4 people I know. One was this guy I knew in Elementary school, the second and third were two guys I knew from high school (whom I was very excited to see), and the fourth a girl that I met at a party. Hmm its so interesting. Every time I go to this particular Walmart I see at least a few people I know...  Its a small world.
 
 
 

   
Operation PB has gone into unchartered, unknown, fucking scary territory.
SO!
PB responded to that little blurb I sent him, and I replied back.
It went well. 
I even went and got the vacuum cleaner. 
Then I talked to him on FB chat.
And, well, I decided that life is too fucking short, and I should just have word/feeling barf. 
So I told him he was cute and that we should get to know each other, and he was like, I have to go.
FML.
Yeah.
And, I gave into my temptation and added my ex, Dan, on facebook, so I could stalk him. I was in a really depressed, weird mood the other night, and I stayed up until 4 a.m. I couldn't sleep. 
He added me, and I looked at his pictures, and I cried. A lot.
He still has a bunch of him and I up.
FML. 

 So, I decided to make a list of man qualities I want, and I am going to put them on here. 
The wants:
*Decent Hygiene- no smelly man junk.
*Taller than me. That means at least 5'10''
*Good taste in Music.
*Nice teeth
*graduated from HS
*Gets along with my friends.
*Someone who wants (a lot) of kids, to be married, and live in the country.
*Right amount of emotion
*Someone who will LOVE me.
* Balance of Humor and Serious
*Slight sense of fashion.
*Someone who can tell me how they feel!
 
The Not wants :
*No children
*Not a dumbass
*Not a gangster, or a whigger.
*Not Gay.
*Not previously married
*Not ancient
*Not a creeper
*Not a d-bag
*No cheaters. 

Blah. I feel the need to go have a good workout, and then a shower, and then a good cry : )


 
 
   
 

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