Wal-Mart workers charged in cat shooting
Managers suspended pending investigation
Thursday, December 30, 2004 Posted: 7:18 AM EST (1218 GMT)


EVANSVILLE, Indiana (AP) -- Two Wal-Mart employees who police say followed a manager's orders to shoot and kill a stray cat have been charged with federal animal cruelty.



Another reason why Wal-Mart should die.

High-rise hawks spotted in new nest
Wednesday, December 29, 2004 Posted: 8:35 AM EST (1335 GMT)


NEW YORK (AP) -- Two red-tailed hawks whose temporary eviction from the ledge of a luxury apartment building sparked angry protests were seen roosting in their restored nesting area, the New York Audubon Society said.

Last night (well, around 2.30 this morning) I woke up to Puck making noise at the foot of the bed. It sounded like she was pawing at a plastic bag so I told her to stop. Then the boy woke up and heard her and told her to settle down and the noise continued. I crawled to the end of the bed and kinda felt around on the floor and felt her laying there and kind of twitching. Freaked me out. I got up and turned the light on and she was just laying there, legs extended to front and back, slobbering all over the place with her tongue hanging out. When I touched her face, she jumped and tried to turn her head to look back at me but couldn't. She had that deep stare dogs get when they're freaked out by something. Poor girl. I spent about 30 seconds rubbing her neck and back and telling her she was ok and she started to relax a little. She finally was able to get her legs under her and she tried to snuggle up to me. She looked so panicked. After a few more seconds, she was able to get up so I took her outside, where she proceeded to freak out more and tried to run back inside. I stood out there with her for a few minutes and she just kept looking at me with that scared expression on her face. I let her back inside and she wandered around a little and then wanted to go back outside.

Anywhoo. Freaked me out a tiny bit because she's never had a seizure before and at 7 years old, it's a bit out of place. The possible causes are pretty wide ranged. Could be something she ate out of the trash or something in her regular food (preservatives). Could be rat poison or bug poison that she licked off something. Or that was in the squirrel's HEAD that she ate a week or so ago. Could be a blood sugar issue, tho I think that's unlikely. Who knows. I s'pose if it happens again, I'll take her in to have her head examined for all the hoo-ha that could be going on in there.

Not only is it SNOWING, it's STICKING TO MY FREAKING WINDOW. I'm so fucking giddy about all the whiteness!!!!


[16:03] negligenthero: did you know Ani Difranco is gonna be in town on Feb. 3?
[16:07] InvisiGir1: heck yes
[16:07] InvisiGir1: did you know i'm going to see her?
[16:07] negligenthero: did you know fuck you?
[16:08] InvisiGir1: did you know IN YOUR FACE?

Shut your pie hole, hooker!

1. Read new books: no more re-reading old
ones.

2. Find a market for soaps.

3. Take up knitting again. Work in progress.

4. Start crocheting again.

5. Make more candles.

6. Take a yoga course.

7. Landscape the front yard.

8. Plant a fruit tree.

9. Learn how to drive.

10. Save up at least $1000 dollars. Doesn't matter from where.

11. Get money from Misty.

12. Throw out clothes I don't wear anymore.


13. Wear the clothes I like.

14. Do more sewing. Partially done, anyways.


15. Stop talking inside my head.

16. Paint the bedroom.

17. Make/buy new curtains for the living room.


18. Get a job I like.

19. Pay off credit cards.

20. Upgrade processor in computer.

21. Put up curtains in office.


22. Go to Galveston with the boy at least once during the summer.

23. Go to Galveston with Nicole at least once.

24. Paint the kitchen. Be funky with it, you're the one that's in there.

25. Get rid of extra furniture.

26. Replace pots and pans.

27. Hang flower boxes on the shed.

28. Pave area in front of shed.

29. Grow irises. Irii.

30. Make fresh pies as often as possible. Baking
is fun.

31. Write more letters.

32. Get something pierced. Nose or eyebrow, I think.

33. Tell dad about the tattoos. It's not the end
of the world.

34. Get some Johnny Cash LPs.

35. Buy more Beatles LPs.

36. Go to one amazing concert.

37. Get married. This one's easy.

38. Make and send out invitations. This will make #37 easier.


39. Improve handwriting.

40. Learn how to dance. This also contributes to #37.

41. Buy more comics.

42. Learn how to paint. Japanese!

43. Learn Tarot cards by heart.

44. Bake bread.

45. Get Doggie fixed; it's for her own good.


46. Get rid of pointless collections.

47. Take a trip somewhere I've never been.

48. Locate and buy copies of "In His Own Write" and "Spaniard in the Works".

49. Resod the front yard.

50. Dye hair bright pink.

51. Get a new tattoo.

52. Take a real vacation.

53. Get glasses or contacts.

54. Visit friends more often.

55. Keep a normal journal and update it every day.
Working at this one.

56. Take more pictures of the pets.

57. Wear more dresses. So much fun!

58. Clean out the office closet.

59. Come up with a schedule of daily chores. Being
home all the time means there is no reason to have things in disarray. Now if
only I could adhere to the schedule for more than 2 days in a row.

60. Eat less candy. One week of this and I'm
already feeling better. yay!!

61. Film parties. They're fun to watch later.

62. Write more emails.

63. Make mix CDs.

64. Exercise more.

65. Dye hair pink before wedding.


66. Get some real muscle tone.

67. Replace dishes with Matching Set.

68. Knit baby bonnets and find place to donate them.

69. Clean out closet and donate unused clothing.

70. Expand backyard flowerbed.

71. Add a flowerbed to the front yard.

72. Replace broken screens.

73. Replace missing blinds in living room.

74. Hang more pictures.

75. Take more photos of family and frame them.

76. Paint shed.

77. Get new printer.

78. Get flat panel monitor.

79. Spend more time hanging out with Bob. Good
conversation is hard to find. A work in progress.

80. Talk to someone about the whole depression thing.

81. Stop buying things you don't need. Work. In.
Progress.

82. Take unread books to Half Price.

83. Redecorate the bedroom: get rid of picture mural.

84. Have at least one garage sale.

85. Stop collecting things that don't have an immediate purpose. (ties in to
#46)

86. Do things on list. *sigh*

87. Drink more water.

88. Eat more fresh foods. Processed is Bad.

89. Learn new recipes!

90. Get a booth at the dirt mall.

91. Get a real waking/sleeping schedule.

92. Get shots for the cats and dog.

93. Find a better cell phone plan.


94. Organize dresser and closet again.

95. Fix hallway floor. Yay! I have a dad that
likes to do things for me.

96. Replace/get rid of carpet in kitchen.

97. Replace Beatles videos with DVDs.

98. Install toilet in half-bath.

99. Redecorate bathrooms. Duckies in full bathroom, Spongebob or Hello Kitty in
half.

100. Put a birdbath in the yard.

101. Grow daisies for wedding.

102. Write vows. (!)

103. Sort out wedding list for once and for all.

104. Regular doctor and dentist visits.

 

Does it bug you when people use words incorrectly or just plain make up new words? It bugs the HELL out of me. Top of my list in the last 5 minutes: a news article that used the phrase "salt brime solution." There's no such thing as brime. It doesn't exist. I know it's hard to keep up with the English language but for pete's sake people, just use the freaking spell-check! It's not that hard, you know.

Isn't it weird how you hate going to work because you have so much to do at home and then your day off comes around and you just can't think of anything to do? Maybe it's just me. I know I have cleaning and sewing to do but I just can't seem to make myself get around to it. Right now I'm using the boy as an excuse. Can't be makin' noise when he doesn't feel well, right? :) I'm sure he appreciates it but it's a pretty weak excuse to be lazy and play Sims2 all day.

I can't remember the last time I spent the day with someone, just for fun. Nicole's moved up to Carrollton again so she has everyone else to hang out with. Tab has her own friends which means that every time we talk about getting together, something else comes up instead. That's about the extent of the girls I know and could hang out with. Katy is in Denton and doesn't like to drive long distances. Blargh. Do you know, I moped myself to sleep a week or so ago because I realized I don't have anyone that I regularly spend time with. (I'm purposefully leaving the boy out of all this because our relationship is completely different from the kind I'm missing.)

The stereotype is that when someone gets married, they drop their friends. Or seek new ones. Maybe the reverse isn't common but it sure sucks.

I know it's my own fault. I could make more friends if I really worked at it. And if I actually grew up a little and had a car, I could spend more time with the friends I have. At least that's what the little voice in the back of my head says.

Anyway.

Tomorrow is Chad's nose-al surgery. Eek. I'm ready for it to be over with so I can baby him and stop stressing over it. I wish I could stay home from work but I don't guess that'd really help as much as a decent paycheck would. Poopy.

In other news: TurtleFace
You need it.

Somewhere along the line, I forgot how to manage my time.

I hate being so stressed over nothing.

Missing Wisconsin Man Finds Self
Kevin Mura Has Type Of Amnesia

POSTED: 10:12 am CST December 14, 2004

A Wisconsin man believed to have been missing for three months has found himself.

Friends, family and the police searched for Kevin Mura for months and got no leads.

Mura recently logged on to the Internet and saw his picture on a missing adults Web site.

Authorities said Mura is suffering from a rare form of dissociative amnesia called a fugue.

I've figured out why I have an awful cold.

NO ONE HANGS OUT WITH ME ANYMORE. I have no one to share my germs with so I HORDE them all and end up with the cold from HELL.


You all suck.


Except my husband. He loves me and shares my germs.

Day off Number 1 report:

Our Town: depressing as hell
Desk Set: I heart Katharine Hepburn
Chaplin: I can't believe I haven't seen this before


Also, there are more leaves in my backyard than I thought and I don't like blisters.

I heart my tree.