i feel so fukin trapped. Got back from getting my car checked on and my transmission is fuking dead. It will cost me over 2600$ to fix and i'm really contemplating on what the hell to do.and somehow, my reckless urge is coming back. I could either say fuk it, chuck it, ditch everything and move to some other god forsaken state, or i could go blinging with no papers and buy a new kick butt car and work my life away to pay it off in jobs that mean nothing to me, or i could zen-out & not think about the future, turn into water and just go with the flow.
Oh nayy.. my poor daddy is gonna go under the knife today for some serious eye carving! Stricken with cataract (probably from all those hours being exposed to the evil sun's reflection during fishing), he is gonna get one eye done, and i'm all antsy for him. He seemed kool bout it last nite on the phone, and i hope to hell he comes out of it okay. The war with the sun had begun again.
I just got ovah my boy problems, and now i'm dealin' with car problems. Having a car sux. It's messing up the creative vibe i've been on lately. Makes me wish i was a bird so i can fly to my destinations and be done with it.
There are some days when u don't feel like working, and there are some days that u don't do work. I can't decided from the two what today will be.
ugghhh.. so frickin' lazy. I'm trying to muster up the will to make a long-ass entry, for so many things happened in the last 2 days. On thursday, Andy's birthday, i took him to the Hillmont for a super-yummy steak dinner, and guess who we saw?!? (insert dramatic drumroll here)... Little kawai hobbit, Elijah Wood. I recall him being all glow-like. He was just sittin there with a friend, partaking in some cow as well. I had to point it out to Dy several times, since by the end of our meal, we topped of a bottle of merlot. And yesterday was pure craziness. Work was such a bitch. I was there till 7pm, and poor Robert stayed till god-knows-when to finish all the 'stuff' for the bridal shower. Good grief. We are gonna be SO happy when that shite is ovah. And it will be starting next week. YAYAY!! Then i can start concentrating on my own art and creative time. (scheming face) Also was able to pick up tickets for Hot Hot Heat. Rudi, are u interested? I got an extra ticket. And last nite was the long overdue house warming party / Andy's b-day party. It was rad. Tons of peeps came and everyone was drunkin'ly happy. And there were a bunch that were sober (the drivers for instance). And my party buttons were a hit. And i beat Kurt at Amplitude. And i shoved cake into andy's face (felt almost like a wedding!). And i hooked up to more peeps with friendster. And Gary plans to run for gov'. And i'm fukin' starving so i have to go eat. Bye
i think i've broken the seal to the invisible sheld that was protecting my car from the Crapy LA Drivers. I was in what i could only discribe as a near-collision episode on the freeway coming home today. Some senile GRANDPA, who was SPEEDING (going round 80mph), tried to jump ovah in my lane with me being pretty much parallel to him. I had to slam on my breaks causing him to barely miss me. I honked my horn and flicked him off in the process. Thank god for my protective car ninja. He has yet again saved me from another dissaster within the same week!
This past weekend has been one hell of a ride. I had such a marvelous time with Et-chan and Mr. C. I wish i could hang with them at LEAST once a month. I swear, i just get so creative and inspired being around those fools. And the drama with Dy has passed (thank god!) So we are gonna give it another go, and hopefully we can somehow overcome Dy's mistrust. I really do care about him and want things to work out.So yeah, from friday on, i was cruzing with the Canadians, showing um all the hot places to shop and take in media. Sunday alone, i drove over 120 miles all ovah LA, and for some reason, i still feel like it wasn't enough! COME BACK ETSU!! Actually, Robert called and had some interesting news about art stuff that i will not mention here so as NOT to jinx it. But back to the weekend, it was great. Oh and Dy spent his up in SF visiting his bro and eating seafood in the bay. And HELLO? I cannot believe the cover of the latest 'THE FACE' mag. Oh my god i think i have to buy 2 of them. And my car was christened with it's first accidente'! "//SIDE SWIPED//" (insert ADULT audio clip) It turned out not too bad. I was trying to turn left onto Franklin from House of Pies, and this guy was nice enough to let me go. As i was making my turn cuz the other lane was clear, some stupid bitch jumped over on the WRONG side of the road and drove up. I saw her and swerved to the right as she did to the left, just scratching the rear body of the car. BUT, she took off the bumper of the dude letting me go, then sped off. Cyril had his cam corder, but the car was new! so it didn't have license plates. HAhahaha! Fukin' bitch got bachi for driving like a jackass, but i feel sorry for the guy that was being nice, cuz he totally go shite on.
so the only thing i can think about right now is that i have to have a talk with Dy. I don't know what it will lead to, but i have to set us straight. There's a part within me that wants to get out of this and try to stay friends. For i am sick of defending my loyalty and motives on every whim. My biggest pet peeve is being accused of something i haven't done, and he has been quite an accuser. While another part is willing to give a second chance and try to make things work. Though, i can't help but feel he will never change, no matter what i do, and will always distrust me.I do not want to be cruel nor a sucker in this relationship. I guess the only thing i can do is try to work something out with him and go with my heart.
i'm still fukin' gloomy.
I hate fights. No matter what, i always feel like the loser. I come out of it upset, emotionally drained and always over analyzin' everything i had done to cause such things to occur. I feel like shite.This particular fight i had with Andy at 2 in the mornin' is tearing me up. It hurts me to even think about him.
Oooo.. one of the head cheeses came to our workplace today. I find it sickly hilarious when the company i work for hires temps to look like they are hard at work to impress others, like they have a full working staff. When the gross reality of it all is that they have but only a few, who are overworked and under payed so that they can pay themselves handsomely. Not saying that my current sweatshop had done this today, but i overheard them last friday discussing the need to hire temps. I think it was the fact that we didn't have enough computer workstations to create such an illusion. Thanks to the help of Pig-Pig and some server emails, i finally figured out how to launch Krushing Robot. But much thought must be distilled into the design. Then soon, my online portfolio will become a reality. Yay*
Today was such an eventful day. It started with Gary and i going to the Tofu Festival in J-town. By itself, it was a jip (8$ admission!) But i got to eat yummy curry, meet Dolly and her boy, see famous Chef Morimoto (Iron Chef rox!), bought a kool coat for 25-bones at the funky thrift store(a coat in this heat, i know...), bought my bag of rice so i will not starve, and watch Kodo drumming. Then we went to see the new opening show for Sakurai/o'Regan at Sixspace. It was a'aight but totally inspiring as well. Inspiring me to create my own art and make an effort to register at PCC and take a silkscreening class. YAY! I am happy and beyond content for other unsaid reasons as well. The disgruntled depression has lifted!
I'm feeling so anti-aggro today. Maybe it's cuz i went out everyday this week and am sick of people. Or maybe it's becuz this is the 2nd friday in a row where we could technically get out of work at 1pm, and instead, i got out of work at 630pm. Injustice i tell ya. Fuck coming into work at 830-ish, i won't do it. And i took my internal rage out on a emerald cricket. As i was spray mounting images to blackboards, i spotted one in the bushes. And without a second thought, i spray-mounted the poor thing to the leaf it was on.Mark calls me an evil child, because i try to hit the squirrels with nuts. i believe him. I was distant to Dy in my emails and phone call. And tonight, i'm gonna bar up all the windows and watch a marathon of Serial Experiments Lain to the wee hours of the morning. Then force myself to go to the tofu festival in J-town by myself. *hazzarr
Last nite me and Dy witnessed what seemed to be a whole 'nother culture. We saw the Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players. It was unbelievable. They played at the Derby. A puppet show was an opening act. Followed by a band that did kiddy songs (they even sang B.I.N.G.O). I swear the lead singer's idol was Heidi of the Hills. Dy was punished from the extravigant nite before of hardcore drinking till 3am. So i got to wet my tongue at the bar. Their Crown tasted fruity (like watermelon), which made me realize how shady it was. Switching liquor!!! Such a sin.But the family rocked. So funny and witty were the songs. The place was packed, and people laughed and clapped after every song (unlike the entertainment prior). The daughter (age 7-ish) was the drummer and backup singer for her dad. She was so cute! The father had a charming stutter. The mom worked the slides.
YAYA!! today is me lucky day! I won 2 tickets to see A.R.E. Weapons at the Echo tonight! *Woo-hoo!!* Hopefully Vivian can go. But it was like i knew i was gonna win for some reason. We were listening to KXLU via internet, and i heard the dj say, caller #3 after i get off the air will win tickets. And so i waited and half dialed till he stopped talkin'. Then the phone rang and rang and he came on saying i was #3!! I was freakin' out cuz this all happened in the timeframe of 2 minutes. And i won! Hope the show rox! And if it sux, it will still rok cuz it was free...
Almost shite myself. Came across some girlie's blog that had this on it!I was like, 'Why da fuk does this chick have a picture of Andy. And why the fuk is it a clock!?!?! I checked out the link, and it is actually Billy, one of the british hobbits. HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR.. My boy's looks like a hobbit! That's geeky ironic...
I really like Cody's cat. His name is Krispin and he's orange and fat. He's like 20 pounds! But he's also the first cat that actually likes me back and sat most of the time near me so i could scratch his head, chin and butt. I did this while watching 'Banzai' and drinking Heinekens with the rest of the gang on sunday.oh yeah, and i loved Pirates. It was dumb, but a good kind of dumb. Cuz Orlando was hot. The good kind of hot. and dreams containing 'him' no longer upset me. It seems like almost every 5th dream i can remember has him in it some part. I think it's just a glitch in my psyche. Anywayz the latest was pretty funny. I dreamt i was naked, taking a shower at skol. There were others also cleaning themselves then 'he' walks in. Totally clothed and i tried to cover myself with my washcloth. Then he walked right pass me! Not even saying a hello! So i got all irrahs and pissed and actually started yelling at him cuz he didn't even TRY to look in my direction. Saying shite like, 'What?!?! am i not hot enough for u? What the fuk? Do u like girls or what?' all this aggro random shite. it was funny. i woke up feeling silly and vain.
Today i got to get upclose and personal with the art of Miss Fafi. Under the scorching sun, me and Dy braved the way down to Sixspace to view the 'Girls, Girls, Girls' exhibit featuring art of Fafi and Kristen Ulve. Both were remarkable to see in real time. I was tempted to buy one of Fafi's work called 'Yohko' but alas, i am poor and it was already sold. Dy really like Ulve's 'Orange Alert'. I never knew you could print out digitally on canvas! The effects are astounding, but it also makes me wonder if her pieces were worth the ammount she was askin' for. then again, Fafi's art was sold for double the ammount. Food for thought Et-chan. Don't sell yourself short. I think there should be an evaluation of FakeCake's purpose.Other then that, i did some not so needed shopping. Got Robert & Lolita a baby shower gift, and picked up the Cowboy Bebop Movie and Bjork video collection of dvd. Owari*
Hermonie came to visit me today. Today of all days. The day the shite hit the fan. The day of my horrendous caffeine withdraw induced headache. First off, i get to work, and Mark tells me that he received a call from corporate telling him the date on the bridal shower invites is wrong. It says 'Saturday, August 3, 2003' when it should say 'Sunday'. So we look like idiots. And i was the first to admit, i was the one that typed it out that way. But luckily, no one at the office pointed fingers. It actually became a running joke, and was blamed on Robert. hahaha* Then finally, my Hermonie came to visit me. But something wasn't right. She was all spazzy and kept on squatting, rubbing her bootie all over the place (see pic below). Mark was amazed, exclaiming, 'look how she's all ready for it!' It really is squirrel mating season! My gurl's a slut! and how sad, there were no males to mount her. And then the gianormous headached that rocked my brains from 1-6pm. Ugghhh... Damn... what an emotional day. i feel drained.
Yet another dream plagued me. This time, Dy and i were on our way to the prom. And i mentioned something about 'his' artwork to Dy, but making like he wasn't my dream stalker and just a friend in a friendlly conversation. I said 'his' last name wrong, and found out 'he' was sitting in the back seat of the car with us, when 'he' spoke up to correct me. That makes 2 dreams in a week, counting the other one i had about him and Vivian.*sweatdrop*I have this thing about taking medication for my allergy problems. Even though some claim to be non-drowsy or symptom free, for some reason, all seem to hold some kind of control on my brain neurons making me all symptomatic. So for instance, i took some of Dy's Claritin round noonish for my runny/sneezy nose. And as of right now, i feel very light, calm, and yet energetic. I'm mellow, but don't really feel like sitting still. And i have been glittering some invites. It doesn't bother me that i have to sit there and do this shite. I have done 12 and have 12 more to go. That will leave bout 45 left to do. Bravo. Now i feel like i have to poo. Bye.
I got glitter everywhere. I even sneeze glitter in this allergy haze i have going on. Damn this hot, dry, smoggy day. Robert and i had to go to the stinking Valley to do print shite for the 'princess' who's getting hitched. And now it is my job to cut and glitter at minimum, 60 invites, to the bridal tea shower by the end of Monday. Is that how they do it in LA? it was the first time i've heard of such a thing. And the fancy tissue paper that covers this shite has pressed crushed glitter that i unknowingly inhaled (until my eyes started hurtin'). That and Robert mentioning somekind of glitter cloud around me as i worked cutting the bloody thing. So i also have it in my tear ducks. I could have thousands, no millions of glitter specks in my body..* Now i truly am a Star, hurrah!Besides my bitchin', i got Dy part of his b-day gift. i'm so excited to see his reaction when he gets it. I feel all antsy and wanna give it to him now. Cuz there's always the possibility that he will buy it for himself. I have been currently watching the Pirates of the Carribean Disney Auctions on ebay. If only i was so rich, i would buy Orlando's prop costumes and wear it to bed. And starting now, a 3-1/2 day weekend is in effect. Hazarrre~!
Oh nayyy, post-toasted/heating up right now. Tonight was super fun! After work, Claudia had an impromptu get-to-gether at a mexican resturant for happy hour. Her fiance showed up as well as Jenn, Becky, Andrew (b-chan's boy), Beky, Eden and Robert. Eden & Robert left early, and we kept drinkin and talking shite till 10pm! I kept trying to leave earlier, but Claudia kept pulling the 'korean sistahood' guilt on me and so i kept lingering and doing shots. Then Andrew wouldn't let me leave cuz i kept doing shots and felt i was unfit to drive... (little did he know my stamina) Damn, if only tomorrow wasn't a full workday, i would have stayed. And if only i didn't keep thinking i should leave early to catch '28 Days Later' again with Dy tonight at the Arclight, i would have had more craziness.. And i tell ya, Becky and Jenn get super rowdy when on the sauce.
What Type of Seducer are You?
Man, this weekend was super fun! The movie was fukin' A and the main actor yummy as hell. (knowing glances were exchanged by us gurls after he shaved. Boy cleans up well!) Tessa's and Jim's shin-dig was ultra fab. Good food, good times, and good company. And chillin' with Vivian, Doselle, Alex and the rest of the bunch was a neat nite cap. Today's all day shopping frenzy was an experience. Dolly bought a real cute LV bag and it was funny cuz she couldn't understand the sales lady and i was like the broken-english/english translator. hehehehhee* and a coworker at Club Monaco commented me on my own Murakami pouchette* The only thing i regret not doing is going to the 'Built by Wendy' sample sale yesterday. poop*Besides being a 'friendster' junkie, i finished Perfume by Patrick Muskind and am starting up Running with Scissors by Augusten Burroughs. Yay!
why is it when i have a busy weekend planned, more events shite out enticing ongoings? okay, i agree, shite and enticing shouldn't be in the same sentence, but i'm trying to prove a point. On top of it all, i'm so broke from my trip. i had to pull a grand out of my savings to deposite into my checking, just to make rent for july. *sigh*
so what's happening this weekend starting tonight? 1. gonna see 28 Days After with a shite load of peeps, and YAY! Karen is one of um! GO KAREN! out in the real world! but she's my horror movie buddy, so she has to see this with me... and today at work, Robert gave me an invite to this Black Market party but obviously can't make it. 2. tomorrow is Jim and Tessa's wedding party at the be-yoch's house in the Valley. Also Rod has another art gallery thing at the pushy christian church. On top of that Masami is back from Japan and want's to see everyone and have dinner. Gawd.. On top of that tomorrow is miss Viv's B-day and we are gonna get together at a dive bar. 3. then on sunday is the O-bon festival in souther j-town and i plan to go to that and SouthCoastPlaza with Dolly-dolly. *pant-pant-pant* Okay now stomach growling in madness... must eat now.
God, that's so soon.
and the squirrels realized that squirrel gurl was back. for they felt her prezense, and it was good. And so on the first day, in the first hour of her work, they flocked to their designated area. And she came, bearing peanuts to them. And it was good.AAaaaaaaammMMmmeeeennnnnnnnnnn..............
Happy Fadah's Day! Man, last nite was fun. I didn't get into any trouble either! No making out with old aquantances (like last time). Took some crazy pics, which will be viewable when i get back to LA. Had to erase the one of KitKat on the can cuz i felt bad. (see i'm such a good friend). So using my ninja-like skillz, i was able to persuade her to move up to LA. Actually, it didn't take much considering how dissatisfied she is on the rock. The only thing i'm worried about is that she's somewhat crazy bout losing weight, and if she moves to Hollyweird, i'm afraid she's gonna go psycho.My allergies are going nutz and i'm breaking out from the heat. Soo irrahs, but the humidity is just right, and the ocean feels awesome on hot days like this. Being home, i realized i really really miss CABLE. Ahhhh, my old boyfriend. With a roomie help paying billz, we will be able to afford it soon! YEAH!And people here are so nice. Especially driving-wise.. Drivers in LA suck. They really do.
okay, i'm starting to panic. I have done so many things this morning and still feel the anxiety of my trip. My personal ride (super shuttle) will be here in less then 2 hours. I have still yet to finish making the C*nt buttons (have to like 50 left!) and i'm only half packed, and Dy wants me to call him before i leave, and i should do the dishes, take out the trash, and clean up a bit cuz the place is chaos. and yes, like an idiot. Instead of tackling these tasks at hand, i'm on the stupid Navi, on my stupid blog, typing away.... So yeah, Aloha! Me leaving today for the rock till the 24th. Andy looked so sad last nite. I drove by his house this morning and put Butt-Monkey in his mailbox cuz he forgot to take it home. I figure, he can stare at it for hours to think of me. :D Okay, and yeah Rudi, isn't he uttie?! I swear, if i didn't have Dy..... but yeah, nice and supa green, just how u like um! He's fun too. Next time there's a gathering, i'll give u a holla. And i'm soooo J of that button gurl u sent me. Cuz she's soo young and talented. I need to brush up on my art skillz when i get back. And bye Etsu and Cyril. I'll be thinking of u guys while in paradise!
Rather then try to explain every detail that happened in the party, i figure i could make it brief and simple with pictures. After all, just one will shoot a thousand words into one's mind. So here goes my short summary. Everybody had a blast. Dy was having fun. Mong and Aaron was there. The waitress was a real bitch and rumors were flying that i wanted to beef with her (semi true, she was VERY rude to our overwhelming crowd). After the bar closed, we were on our way to Cody's apt to party s'more. Notice, they're English, not gay. T2 decided to mark some territory. One of the birthday peeps, Jim, with Laura in the fukin' kitchen. Me buttering up T2 for Rudi (hahahaa.. just jokin'. but he's the one i was tellin u bout! Want a hook up? He's kind of young-ish though...)Must i even mentioned that Dy had to break up our butter fight cuz he was getting all J? And what is this? Tessa (the other b-day celebratee) has her hands around my guy. Hello? Isn't she Jim's girl, or should i say WIFE. Yes. They woke up on sunday morning and drove to Vegas to get hitched! I was freakin' on monday when Dy called me. So while all the kinkiness was going on, poor Jim-boy was passed out. We took advantage. Huh? Jim wakes up lookin' real lost-like. Todd, the final b-day boy, has had enough for the nite. I mean morning...
 It's grin is cheeky, but looks nothing like JV's 'Filler Bunny's' butt monkey...
so yeah, tonight we are all gonna get pished. A bunch of us are gonna celebrate Todd's, Jim-tha-brit's, and Tessa's b-day at the famous Pig n'Whistle down on Hollywood blvd. It's right next to Bang, so maybe we can all head there after, or before, or whatever... It's also partly me and Dy's Anni. How fun! Seems like majority of the Neversoft crew are gonna be there (half of them being drunkin' brits) and all Andy told me was,'don't get too dressed up, i'm gonna have to keep u away from Ward's [his lushy boss] wandering hands!' Don't blame him, though... Both times i've met the man, he was very cheeky indeed.
*Just realizing my collection of girl concert tees is becoming somewhat impressive.*Our 1 year anniversary (oh nayyy already!) is coming up. Actually, the date we assigned it (or the date that Dy assigned it since i disagree with it) is this Sunday, the 8th, on Jim-tha-brit's B-day. A couple days ago, Dy came over with a kick ass present. He got me a small digicam. I was surprised and jumpy-happy, for this will come in handy on my trip! Must have gave him a gazillian kisses and hugs. And so now i have to figure out what to get him. Thinking about knitting him a small monkey and since he lost his new gameboy, another one looks promising in his future. Sometimes, Dy is sweet. And sometimes he's very sweet. And it's times like this, that just makes me wanna squish his cute head. That is how great, i feel for him.
Would someone please shoot my head? I don't know what's wrong with me. Well, i sort of know what's wrong, but i don't know how to fix it. Why the hell am i having these dreams about him?this latest one was really irrahs cuz it was so sweet-juniorhigh-cutesy-giggle-shylike feeling thoughout the damn episode. Till it got to the end, and i listened to the mix cd that he gave me before we parted in the dream, containing all these lovey-dovey songs (i can never listen to daft punk's 'Something About Us' the same way again. Ever!) and i realized that i was dreaming within the dream and started hating it cuz i thought of Andy and how all this is like cheating but not really but still i felt bad. And i also wonder if my 'coolness' of looking at things isn't so kool anymore. Making the flyer back for the last C*nt flyer, i thought it would be rad to just use some fuked up text that Kraka actually drew. But when i called him last nite and we talked (see!!! talking with him must have triggered The Dreaming) he totally did not feel the 'coolness' of my idea. And i'm doubting myself even more cuz i tried to make my shoes kool, and obviously, that didn't work. BUT what if it's all about attitude? If i wore my shoes with confidence, like 'yeah! My shoes are the shite!' Will they come off as being kool? and so they are not kool right now cuz i'm hate'n on them? This is getting ridiculous, i don't wanna discuss anymore. Bye
Last nite was a disaster. I tried to be artistic with my white 'made in the USA' All Stars, that i payed 40 frickin' dollars for. During Smallville, i drew on
them using fabric pens. BAD IDEA. i fuked them up. and now as punishment, i wore them today at work. Yes i wore my shame to teach me a lesson. One that will be burned somewhere in the back of my brain. BLAH :P
the Flaming Lips was awesome. Awesome were they. Andy claims it was the best concert he's been to in LA. I still have fond memories of singing happy birthday with the lead singer covered in fake blood. Is that the shite or what? And i can't believe they showed Battle Royale while singing 'Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots'. AND i was X-tatic when they performed 'She Don't Used Jelly'. Indeed, they rocked. I still wonder why fukin' Liz Phair opened for them. Her performance was a train wreck. Singing bout young guys 10 years your senior does NOT make you cool.Besides the skunk incident at Dy's house later that nite (it approached me on the stoop as Dy was locking me out of the house!) and another shitty IKEA experience (the candy i bought for my dada melted) it was a bon weekend*
I feel like i have so much to do this weekend. Redo my resume, clean my portfolio, design C*nt flyer, mass produce C*nt buttons, attend Flaming Lips concert (tonight), shop at IKEA for rents, pay rent, transfer money from my savings cuz i'm broke-ass, write a letter to Brandy, clean up apartment, exersize, distribute Robert's flyers, laundry, shop for bathroom stuff and maybe some summer wear, and maybe do a painting.*pant, pant, pant* In a way, i like having a full agenda. I feel more energetic, but at the same time, panicky. but first things first, i have to go to the bathroom...
so yeah, i'm taking a little trip home. Priceline really does work, and i'm stoked to catch some nice rays and float in some warm waters. Also will be able to catch the last C*ntroversy nite. Need to work on the flyers and buttons before i leave, amongst other things...Called my rents tonight, and my mom was questioning my trip, thinking it was a cover of something bad, like being layed off from work (where's the love momma?) but my dada was super happy. first thing he said was, 'wow! i can see movies again!' Sometimes i feel sad for him and want to move back for the sole purpose of being somekind of entertainment in his life. poop so yeah, in about 2 weeks, Hawaiian a'ina, i'm coming home.
the day of reckoning is upon us. I just got back from trying to be a nature loving person by feeding my work squirrels. I fear rabied madness has finally claimed Postulio, the ashmatic squirrel. Hearing upon my approach (tipped off by the rustling bag of peanuts) he leaped from tree to tree, jumped on the brick ledged, looked at me with his beady eyes, and quickly skuttled to my being. I felt like he was about to leap on me, so great was his crazed look in his eyes. I quickly threw down some nuts to distract the buggah' as i made a haste retreat, all the while, noticing him gobbling up the peanuts like the starved tree rat he was. I swear, this was not your average friendly squirrel meeting. Everything about his approach was one of madness. Even while writing this, i glance every so often, at my window or the crack in the door leading to the out side realm....
and Hermonie the squirrel came sooooo close to me today. I'm talking mere inches away. I wanted to grab her by the head or deliver a swift kick real badly. She was that cute! Of course, i would never do anything like that in real life. she would never come near me again. Mark thinks i'm a brute for having such feelings, but i think that's a very normal reaction. It only becomes evil if you act upon it. He kept scaring me with stories of having to get rabied shots 5 times in the stomach, but something tells me that's an urban legend...
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