i heart kitties

but for some reason, once they've gone outside, i won't touch them. this may or may not have something to do with my grandmother drilling into me the importance of avoiding poison oak like the plague.

however.... my boss is wanting to get a new puppy, and while wandering around the petfinder.com site, i ended up looking at baby kitties. fuckin adorable... i vaguely want to eat them.

i belive that when i grow up (yes, i still say that, even though i think i qualify as an adult), i shall have a cat and a dog. and they'll only be going outside once i've made sure there's no poison oak in the yard.

hope my future husband can handle cleaning up animal puke... or maybe i'll be so incredibly rich that i can hire a person specially assigned to clean up after my animals. mwahahahha

yeah.... rich isn't going to happen. there's no money in low-level government work. motherfucker

speaking of work... guess who's still in her uniform pants? uhh... yeah, that'd be me. mmm, cozy polyester cop pants. yuck. and i'm not even a cop! how'd this suck deal happen, huh? i work until all hours of the morning, play bitch to the cops here in Suckland, and i don't even get to call myself Officer. actually.... when dealing with small children, i usually do.

had a kid once that called me "Miss Policeman". haha! i nearly laughed in his wee shining face. imagine how much he'd hate cops when he grew up. oh man.... shoulda done it.

i'm supposed to be going to Eugene tomorrow. i'd planned on leaving at noon. which is in 7.5 hours. that's gonna suck. wish i was tired. i guess this is what i get for eating Hostess deliciousness and Reese's happiness at 0330. whatever. it's worth it.... for now :)

i really tried to keep on one topic here for this post, but i'm beginning to suspect that for me, that's quite impossible. oh well. not like anybody actually reads this thing, so who cares!!

i win.

that is all.

oh- and when i went into my friend's room to feed her fish a few minutes ago, the damn thing was dead. NOW what do i do??

Currently:
reading- same as yesterday
listening to- my upper back pop. mmm..... as Fergie says.... "so delicious"

what is this "heat" you speak of?

it's true. about a week and a half ago, they shut my heat off. well, heat to the entire building.... but since i'm the only person living in this fucking jail of a place, i think of it as my heat. my bathroom. my curtainless public shower. my doors with the plugs in the locks. it's all mine, dammit!

anywho, i heard a couple of people talking outside my door this morning (~11 am), and they kept saying my name.... it kind of annoyed/intrigued me, so i stepped out into the hall and greeted them as best i can at that early hour. i think it went something along the lines of "uhh.... hey, i'm still here.... whazzz shakin?" ingelligent, yes? witty? ok, for fuck's sake, i work graveyard... 11 am to me is like 3 am for most normal 9-to-5 folks.

it turned out to be Thomas the maintenance man and Pete the janitoral dude. they couldn't believe anybody would stay in this dorm over the break, and when i told them that Housing had run out of space heaters, i think they dubbed me "Yukon Woman" in their minds. after discussions of staying alive in sub-freezing weather took place, i went back to bed.

not two hours later, somebody's knocking on my door. i believe a "WhaYeahhh??" was my ever-so-clever response this time. I did NOT expect to hear a man call out in falsetto "Your friendly neighbourhood heating lady!" through my door..... surprise, surprise!! it was Thomas the maintenance man! and he had brought me a space heater from the maintenance supplies.

Thomas, you are my hero. even if you scared the shit outta me early in the morning with your fake-woman rapisty voice.

yeah. that was the highlight of my day.

oh! and i told a knock-knock joke at work.... it went something like this:

Me: "knock knock!"

Joe: "who's there?"

Me: "interrupting cow!"

Joe: "interrupting.... cow... who?"

-pause-

Me: "Dammit! I fuck that one up every time!"

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that is all.

Currently:
reading- Tales from the Arabian Nights as translated by Richard F. Burton
listening to- my loverly loverly space heater pop and crackle with goodness!! and "Different Drum" as performed by Me First & The Gimme-Gimmes