Goes "ding" when there's stuff.

Just got back from a work-vacation. More work-related news in the making. Want to write a huge rant-y cathartic thing right now, but have to work tomorrow at the butt crack of dawn, so no time. Maybe soon. Also, Goblin is a lap-cat, now. Not sure how to handle that.

Fuck you, bitches who stole all of my crap at the barn I boarded at right before I sold my horse. I really thought I still had a bareback pad, until I just went looking for it. Apparently you needed it more than I did. Again I say a hearty "Fuck you!"

My brother finally realized that he's in no situation to care for a cat, & our 4 kittehs have put their collective fuzzy foot down in letting us know that we don't need a 5th, soooo...

Pinky is officially up for adoption.

~Probably a little less than 2 years old, & petite.

~Short-haired (w/ a bit of fluff to her tail), pure white w/ blue eyes.

~Spayed, tested negative for Feline AIDS & Leukemia, & UTD on her rabies shot.

~Fully-clawed & needs to stay that way.

~Must be an indoor-only cat... my personal views on indoor vs outdoor cats aside, the Pinksters is deaf & would be incredibly unsafe outdoors.

~Did I mention that she's deaf as a post?

~Very good litterbox habits (though I'm told that she won't use Feline Pine... we've been using cheap clay scoopable & she uses that like a champ).

~She's shy at first, but super-sweet once she gets to know you. Not a lap-cat, but has exhibited some impressive love-frenzies.

~Would be best as an only-cat. Pinky *may* be okay with only one or possibly 2 very mellow cats (especially if you're more dedicated to gradual cat introductions than I am), but all of our 4 (including the very mellow one) hate her with a white-hot flaming passion, & attack her on sight... and these are cats who never had that much of a problem w/ any of the other 10 cats they lived with in the Big House a few years back. Hence the reason she doesn't have a forever home right here. Never had the opportunity to see how she does with other animals or children.

Pinky is free to a good home... I do reserve the right to ask a bunch of questions to make sure that Pinky is the cat for you. She's in Sanford, but I'm willing to drive a ways to facilitate the re-homing.

So please help spread the word, my animal-loving friends! I'm really hoping to place her w/ a friend or friend-of-friend rather than facing the wilds of Craigslist.

I'll try to get better pix, but here's a crappy one for now:

Check it out, fellow Central FL aging goth/waver club kids! The Coliseum is hosting a 701 South reunion! Ironically, they're calling it "Sunday Bloody Sunday", since that's what the night was called back in the day, but they're having it on Friday. This Friday, to be exact. Unfortunately, I still have to be at work on Saturday, but my boss said I didn't have to be there 'till 10am, so I think I'll be able to manage.

Squeezypet & I were just comparing how we look now to when we were going to 701 South (did I mention it's the 20 year anniversary reunion? I'm a youngin', though, & it was only 16 years ago when I was going there). I had a better jawline & flatter tummy, back then, but no boobs. Also, I couldn't dance or dress myself to save my life... I had long, natural-coloured blondish hair, wore grunge-y clothes, & if I wore makeup at all it was only poorly-applied cat-eyes in black pencil liner & glitter gel on my cheekbones. If any pictures existed from that time period, I would surely post them.

Christmas actually ended up being pretty good. Spent most of it w/ the Squeezypet fambly, with minimal bloodshed. As for my tree... I bought a new one on Xmas Eve eve. You know those pre-lit wire trees that are meant to be yard ornaments? Well they were only $25 at K-Mart. I friggin love it! You'd be amazed at how many ornaments you can cram onto a 6' tree when it doesn't have any needles! Good thing, too, since I already had a goodly number of ornaments & I went kindof apeshit buying clearance ornaments this year... I bought a pack of 150 ornament hooks, used a handful of them on older ornaments that still had strings/ribbons on them, & just used the last of the hooks tonight, w/ 2 ornaments left over. Yes, you read that right: I've bought nearly 150 ornaments after Xmas this year, & the last of those were bought today (K-Mart still has some cool shit... for 75% off!)

The only things I don't like about the tree is that the lights are steady-burning (I prefer twinkle), & they've got this weird clip-y thing on each light to keep them from coming loose, which is great, except that none of my decorations-that-fit-over-lights actually fit over the lights. My Flying Spaghetti Monster also doesn't fit on top, but that's more the fault of the freaky low ceilings in the room where the tree is than the tree itself.

Behold the awesomeness of my new tree!




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I should probably pack the thing away, soon... but it's so pretty, I just don't want to.

I carved out a tiny chunk of room to put up the tree. The cats haven't seemed to pee on it, yet. I found enough spare Hallowe'en lights to illuminate it sufficiently. As I was tip-toeing around the tree figuring out the proper proportion of orange-to-purple lights, I lost my balance & fell butt-first onto the glass-top end table... which is now a no-top end table.

I'm not hurt (other than a couple of bruises), but I think I'm officially fed up with the holidays this year.

Maybe I'll just play a lot of Guild Wars. The "Wintersday" decorations are pretty, & require no effort or risk of bodily harm on my behalf.

I guess I should go clean up all that glass before the cats find it & I have to make a trip to the emergency vet.

I am trying so desperately to get into the holiday spirit, & failing pretty miserably.

They've got me working 40-50 hours a week, instead of my usual ~32, so I'm barely at home & when I am home I'm too exhausted to do anything. Oh, & Squeezums works nights while I work days, so we practically never see each other.

I *still* haven't cleaned up after our Hallowe'en party. I'm trying to at least get the Christmas tree up, but that's slow going since I have to shuffle furniture & boxes around to make space for it, I'm continuing my tradition of not being able to find the tree lights, & every time I move something I find more cat pee.

I can't tell you how very pleased I am to again be living in a house where everything is covered in cat pee.

Yup, my cats still despise my brother's cat. Even with Pinky locked in her own room away from everyone else, the territorial pissing is out of control. The cats are constantly on edge, too, & attack each other on a pretty regular basis. They've also lost their tiny minds & suddenly think that table tops & garbage cans are completely acceptable places for cats to be.

I want my happy cat family back. I don't know what to do. Ed is still in North Dakota & can't take Pinky. He got laid off, so he can't even send me money for Feliway & cat toys. I don't want this cat, but I can't do anything with her.

The one good thing about my mom dying right before Christmas is that that holiday season set the bar pretty fucking low, so now I can always say "well, at least this Christmas beats 2005". :P I just looked at my LJ calendar to check the year on that (horrid sense of time & all that) & realized that LJ ate my whole angst-ridden "I just watched my mom die" post. All that's left is a broken pic link (because we didn't renew my domain name & some scalper is now sitting on "AliceBang.com" for no reason & I've been too lazy to transfer everything to a new domain). I guess it's my own fault for trusting a free online service to take care of important shit like that, but I'm still upset to have lost it (kindof like when Yahoo ate all of my old emails, like from my mom & from Squeezums when we first started dating & stuff). Fech. Incidentally, happy 3rd anniversary of my mom's death.

Squeezums & I are going to Disney's Hollywood Studios tonight to see the Spectacle of Lights. That usually puts me in a pretty festive mood, so we'll keep our fingers crossed.

Finally got around to watching Mel Gibson's Jesus snuff film. Got almost halfway through before I had to stop & watch Happy Feet. Maybe I'll be able to stomach the rest of the Passion some other time.

Blech.

I love how this meme turned out.

When I was a kid, I thought people who put their Xmas tree up on Thanksgiving day were weird.

Now, as an adult, I hear Xmas carols in Wal-Mart 3 days after Hallowe'en & I want to commit violent crimes.

When I'm a senior citizen, am I going to have to wade through aisles of Xmas wrapping paper & garland in order to buy Easter baskets? Or is Xmas just going to be a Perpetual State of Being by then, rather than a holiday?

I love Christmas. I really do... but come ON!

There's so much still to get done before the party on Monday (if you missed the party invite, scroll down... unless you're Not Friended, in which case, don't bother ;} ). I've been chipping away at the Piles Of Crap, with generous amounts of video game vegging to calm me down in between bouts of activity, but there's still So Much left.

I don't think things would be so bad, except that I have to work tomorrow. I usually don't work on Fridays, but our barn manager is "out of town" so I'm covering for her. The last time I worked on a Friday, my rabbit died. Maybe that's part of my crankiness, now.

So, yeah... I should have another full day to devote solely to party preparations, but I don't. I'll be able to get a bit accomplished after work Friday-Sunday, but I'm so exhausted after work that I'm really not expecting to get much done those nights.

The house is still covered in unpacked boxes. Hallowe'en decorations still need to go up. I need to dye my hair. I need to figure out what I'm wearing (Squeezums has a plan, but I'm not sure how well it will work... mostly because I'm not thrilled w/ what he wants me to be, & I have no idea what I'd wear... but I love couples' costumes & I hate to say "no, sorry, I'm not doing that", especially because I have no better ideas that I haven't done a bunch of times before). I need to figure out what to do w/ my brother's cat (she's currently living in the utility room, which is where the 1/2 bath is... I can't imagine we'll have a party full of people going to the bathroom w/o letting the cat out). I need to clean the ferret cage & give Fairy a bath. The bathrooms & kitchen need to be cleaned. Floors need to be swept. Tables need to be excavated.

::twitch::

Spent most of today carting boxes from the house to our storage shed. That little endeavor was rather hampered by intermitent rain. On one of my last few (of approximately half a billion) trips from the house to the shed in the backyard, I managed to trip over the cord to some of our solar lights, & killed 3 of the 4. Did I mention that Squeezypet only just meticulously re-wired them after I ran the cord over w/ the lawnmower? Obviously, I'm not to be trusted with anything corded. My very last trip to the shed, I knocked over a stack of cat carriers, only to find that the little accessory compartment in the top of one of them was filled with some sort of viscous mystery fluid. o_O It smells motor-oily & is dark greenish. I can't imagine how it got into the cat carrier, but now it's splattered over a goodly portion of stuff in the shed. It was at that point that I decided to cut my losses & drink myself into unconsciousness.

I don't know why I'm stressing about party preparations... we were so late inviting people, it'll be a miracle if more than 5 people show up.

Still feeling overwhelmed & generally unhappy. I need to find myself a head-shrinker, but that's just one of the things overwhelming me. Wish I could quit my job, or at least go even more part-time than I already am, but we kindof need that money. Wish even more Squeezypet could quit one of his jobs. Not sure how many drive-by guiltings I can handle, where he breezes through all frazzled from Job One, makes some snarky comments we don't have time to discuss properly, then is off to Job Two. I wasn't doing too terribly badly today up 'till that point. He could have least made sure there was booze in the house before making me feel like an utter failure.

Gonna go work on the new bunny mansion. At least Anya is always in a good mood.