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Mar. 3rd, 2005 @ 06:12 pm
Current Mood: dorkydorky
Got this from toraks and I'm a bit surprised because I can change a car tire!





You Are 80% Femme and 20% Butch!

80 - 100% Femme - You're the girly girl of the century. Or Clay Aiken.

60 - 79% Femme - Girl? Almost certainly. If not, you've got some major man boobs going on.

40 - 59% Femme - Girl or guy? Even your best friends can't figure this one out.

20 - 39% Femme - You are likely male, or the toughest, scariest lesbian around.

0 - 19% Femme - You are 100% male. You make cowboys look like pussies.


How Butch or Femme Are You?

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Me
Mar. 2nd, 2005 @ 02:26 pm 10 Things That I've Done That You Probably Haven't
Current Mood: amusedamused
10 Things That I've Done That You Probably Haven't:

1. When I was 5, a baby elephant at a children's zoo picked me up with his trunk, lifted me in the air and then set me back down gently (no, it wasn't part of a show...I think he just wanted to play!)

2. Worked for over 2 weeks on the roof of the North Tower of the WTC in NYC for ABC TV for the 100th anniversary of the Statue of Liberty.

3. Felt ghosts walk through me and then chase me up the stairs of the dungeon at Warwick Castle.

4. Had sex on the 10th green of a US Open Championship Golf course during the Open Championship (at night of course!)

5. Met Prince Philip of Belgium in a very private setting.

6. Acted like a crazy woman waving my arms and making weird noises in the darkness of the Covered Bazaar in Istanbul to ward off the unwanted advances and groping hands of persistent turks (they were scared!)

7. Was on an episode of Seinfeld in which I sat behind Jerry in the NYC diner/restaurant.

8. Sat beside President and Mrs. Reagan during the World Series in Baltimore 1983 (yeah, there was glass between me and them, but they both smiled and did a little wave to me!)

9. Saw a dump truck fall from a raised parking deck onto a pedestrian and watched him swell up and pop (of course he was instantly dead).

10 Had tickets to fly from Brussels to NYC on September 12, 2001. (needless to say, the flight was canceled).
Me
Feb. 27th, 2005 @ 11:32 am
Current Mood: nerdynerdy
I saw the word "fucktard" on someone's lj and it made me laugh and reminded me of several other interestingly clever names for dumb-asses. Therefore:

The top 10 names I call out in my car to other drivers who do something stupid:
(in no particular order)

1. fucktard
2. fuckturd
3. fuckwad
4. dickwad
5. dickwaddis
6. dickweed
7. fuckface
8. asswipe
9. dillweed
10. anus


Of course, these names are screamed out in my little car with the windows up and with no intention of actually being heard by the other drivers...wouldn't want to incite road-rage.

Have you got some "special" names you use? I'd love to hear them!

btw, this was hilarious in the spell-check!
Me
Feb. 18th, 2005 @ 10:59 pm feeling loved
Current Mood: contentcontent
Today, I finally felt "normal" again and hubby even recognized a huge difference in my behavior. I saw my friend H and her children and that was better than anything I could have expected. Her little girl, L, kept saying (in Dutch) "MY Sandy, MY Sandy" as she climbed up my body and the little boy, W, kept saying, "Andy, Andy" because he can't say an "S" yet. It was so unbelievably adorable. They made me feel so loved and so wanted. It was a great few hours with my friend and two kids that I adore. Everyone should be able to feel that kind of love and adoration all of the time...the world would be a wonderful place if that was possible.
Me
Feb. 16th, 2005 @ 12:20 pm No surprises here
Current Mood: blahblah
You scored as Visual/Spatial. You probably feel at home with the visual arts, maps, charts, and diagrams. You tend to think in images and pictures. You learn best by looking at pictures and slides, watching videos or movies, and visualizing. People like you include sculptors, painters, surgeons and engineers.

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Visual/Spatial

100%

Verbal/Linguistic

93%

Musical/Rhythmic

86%

Intrapersonal

75%

Interpersonal

71%

Bodily/Kinesthetic

68%

Logical/Mathematical

39%

The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligences
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poesie
Feb. 8th, 2005 @ 10:23 pm A Moose with a Use
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: Minnie snoring
In the wild woods of a sunny snow covered day in New Hampshire, I stopped in the tracks of my cross country skis and listened, to nothing. It was the most peaceful sound I've ever heard. The occasional jay squawked and unidentified mammals scurried along fallen branches, but I was completely alone with my silence and myself.

Then my husband and my friend, J, moseyed along in their snow shoes. Frequently, I'd ski on ahead a quarter of a mile or so just so that I could enjoy the silence again. And although cross country is leisurely and slow compared to downhill, I encountered my share of steep inclines on which I had to penguin skate in order to climb and hills of some merit which sent me sailing down them at a bunny-hill alpine pace.

After several miles, I had tired and found that I wasn't concentrating on the skiing and following a few close calls, I wiped out at the end of a long descent. No problem, no pain, I just got up again, laughed and continued.

Later in the condo, after peeling the layers of outer and inner wear off of my body, I looked in the mirror only to notice, much to my dismay, that one of my favorite earrings was missing. I cursed and informed my husband that I was going to the Nordic Center to see if anyone had turned it in. Here's where the saying "a snowball's chance in hell" fits like a woolly ski mitten. At the Nordic center, a very accommodating man named Steve apologized as he looked in the lost and found bucket and said, "you can leave your name and address if you want in the slight chance that someone hands it in." I thought, "what the hell" and wrote down the information on a post-it note.

I suffered my 5 minutes of disappointment (it was my favorite pair of earrings) and forgot about it. Later on in New Jersey, with the lone remaining earring in my make-up bag and a chance to go shopping with J, I decided to get some new earrings to replace them. In New Hampshire I joked that there is a bull-moose out there somewhere in the woods sporting a silver and red earring on his antler or a cow-moose sauntering around with one earring (left or right?, I don't know). My friend J said that maybe some fat guy found it and was wearing it as a belly gem, hubby said something about a Prince Albert. ;)

I returned with not one, but three pair of new earrings (I was in American shopping mode) and happily stuck a beautiful new pair of turquoise earrings through my lobes. We returned to J's apartment and he went to retrieve his mail. As he entered the apartment he laughed and said, "I think you're going to be very surprised with something you've received in the mail!" He handed me an envelope with the return address of "Waterville Valley Resorts, NH" and smiled. You can imagine the rest, but I'll tell you anyway.

Inside was a handwritten note from Steve at the Nordic Center saying, "Dear Sandy, today must be your lucky day. The day after you came in, someone turned in your earring after having found it on the trail. Cheers, Steve" I was elated. Not because I had my earring back (I have 3 new pairs remember?) but because someone took the time to pick up the earring, think, "I bet someone is bummed that they lost this" turned it in to the Nordic Center and then Steve, as promised, mailed it out to me. I was so touched to think that there are still good people out there who think of others and not just themselves. For another few minutes, I was able to smile and restore my often-shattered faith in humanity.
Me
Feb. 7th, 2005 @ 07:59 pm
Current Mood: groggygroggy
Current Music: hubby snoring
Popular interests among barkingcat's friends
1. music (10) 11. sleep (5)
2. cats (10) 12. painting (5)
3. books (7) 13. laughing (5)
4. photography (6) 14. writing (5)
5. art (6) 15. the moon (5)
6. reading (6) 16. cooking (5)
7. love (6) 17. chocolate (5)
8. movies (5) 18. mythology (5)
9. computers (5) 19. sex (5)
10. driving (5) 20. sculpture (4)
Interests gestalt
My most interesting friend is liamhsiemllac who has 14 of these interests,
followed by ksp24 (13), eoduin (11) and novawildstar (11).
Normality Index
My friends are 101.64% normal.
Analyze me !
Username:
Popular interests created by _imran_
Me
Feb. 7th, 2005 @ 07:52 pm Home = Happy
Current Mood: tiredtired
We just returned from 2 weeks in the USA and although I had a fun time, I'm so happy to be home. We went hiking and cross-country skiing in New Hampshire, then visited my sister in western Pennsylvania (putting over 2100 miles on a rental car!) and a lot of great diversions in between. If you want to see some gorgeous photos of the trip, check out nemethet's (hubby) lj.

I'm dragging my ass on the ground from jet-lag (feels like I've eaten 10 xanax), I'm happy to be back in my cozy little house with two very happy monkey-cats who have not stopped purring since we've returned. The suitcases will probably remain unpacked for a day or two or until I trip over one and do a face plant into the bags of stuff I bought, but don't need, in the US.

I've finally read through all of my e-mails and now I'm going to relax and enjoy the first night back and attempt to read lj.
Me
Jan. 19th, 2005 @ 10:52 pm
Current Mood: gratefulgrateful
ik ben geslaagd!! joepie!! ik heb mijn punten nog niet gekregen, maar mijn lerares heeft tegen mij gezegd dat alles ging goed met het examen!!

YAYAYAYA, the Dutch test is over and my teacher told me that I did really well. Thanks to Novabelgica as well!! Tim, I used you as my Belgian artist for my mondeling exam and my teacher really liked your "Strange Fruit" series and your eternal sculpture. Her father does a lot of iron-work/welding and will certainly check out your website. I still have to make a presentation in class about you, so I'm going to print out pictures of one or two of your sculptures, but put your web address on them and hand them out to the class! Thanks again for allowing me to use you as my Belgian Artist!!

And now my obligations are completed for the time being and I'm enjoying a nice glass of red wine and relaxing....haaaaaaaaaaaa, what a nice feeling.
Me
Jan. 16th, 2005 @ 10:48 pm numbfuc k
Current Mood: fucking fuuycked
I'm in such a fucking funk for the moment. I have so much shit to do and I hate all of it. I hate being obligated to do shit, even if it's for me!!!! How extraordinary!!!!

My hair is turning red again because for some reason, it won't hold any permanent color that I put into it. Now it just looks like brass and I fucking hate it. Even if I color it my normal brown color, within 2 months, it's fucking brass again. UGH. I'm so fucking unhappy for the moment. I can't even see through the superficial shit to get through this. And I hate myself for even complaining...fuck. I wish I could even listen to my own advice that I gave to moxafoot, but I'm at the point where I don't give a shit anymore. FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT.

I even finished some stuff today with which normally I'd be satisfied, but it's just a drop in the bucket of shit that I still have to do. I have a Dutch final on wednesday (oral and written) and do you think I've even studied? NO!!!!!! KLOOTZAK, VETZAK, God verdomme, ik haat het!!!!!!!!!

I have just got to get a fucking grip.

yeah, this was my "FUCK" entry...so what?
Me
Jan. 14th, 2005 @ 02:23 pm
novabelgica has succeeded in infecting me with the travel bug and now I want to go back to the States and cruise around. Hey, one can dream, right? Here's a photo of me on a river rafting trip on the Colorado in the Grand Canyon. It was an amazing, yet terrifying trip. I was videotaping a lot of the time because my friend J, and I were making an episode of her tv program on the cable station where I worked.



We flew into the canyon in a helicopter and the pilot let me sit in front so that I could get better shots. It was breathtaking. The floor in the front of the helicopter was perspex, so I could shoot downward as we maneuvered through the canyon. A truly unforgettable experience.
Me
Jan. 12th, 2005 @ 12:31 pm how do you deal with tragedy?
Current Mood: okayokay
My nights have been filled with horrific dreams and last night was no exception. I'm only going to write about the most vivid part because I'd be writing for days if I told everything.

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Me
Jan. 11th, 2005 @ 10:55 pm Does violence on tv really influence kids?
Current Mood: blahblah
Robert Winston's programme, "Child of our Times" is on tv in the background right now and he's talking about whether or not violence on television influences the behaviors of children. I wrote a paper on this topic at university and my conclusion was HELL YES!!! (got an A+ on the paper).

One of the examples I used was my very own. I remember watching the cartoon, "Tom & Jerry" as a kid and as usual, they were chasing each other around creating obstacles that would hurt, maim or kill each other in reality, but since it was a cartoon, they always got up again. In this episode, Jerry put a rake in Tom's path and Tom stepped on the tines only to have the stick fly up and smack him in the face. Of course in the cartoon, Tom's head shook back and forth, his eyes crossed and little birdies flew in a circle around his head, but he went on to chase Jerry again and again.

Later on, I was outside playing and noticed that my father had left a rake out in the grass. This was one of those old heavy rakes with iron tines, not the lightweight rakes you can get today. I suddenly remembered the cartoon and decided to give it a try. Needless to say, upon stepping on the tines, the heavy stick came flying up and hit me smack in the middle of my forehead. I sported a lovely red, and very visible, egg bump on my forehead for several days afterward! ;p

So, my conclusion once again: violence on tv does without a doubt influence children...it's only natural. Kids are curious and learn by example. So, if a kid sees something they don't understand on tv, and they have the opportunity to re-enact it, they'll certainly do so just in order to understand it.
Me
Jan. 11th, 2005 @ 10:34 pm another strange dream
Current Mood: crankycranky
I just woke up from a very strange and disturbing dream. I'm trying to remember the details, but it's hard. I was in a house that was supposed to be ours, but it was so strange and unfamiliar. I was young and I was wandering around the house, but I felt as though I had been drugged. I went into the kitchen because I wanted to make tomato salad, so I got tomatoes out of the fridge. I remember that I couldn't get my head clear. I heard people talking in the other room and I realized that it was my aunt and uncle and my sister talking about me. They were wondering what was wrong with me, but no-one came to ask me myself.

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Me
Jan. 10th, 2005 @ 04:54 pm cleaning out the closets
Current Mood: quixoticcathartic
I've decided to write about my ex-husband now...I just feel like getting it out of my head and throwing it out to the universe.

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Me
Jan. 8th, 2005 @ 01:02 pm
Current Mood: amusedamused

Your Passion is Purple!


You've got a ton of passion, but you don't always wear it on your sleeve.
If something truly excites you, you let your inner intensity shine through.
But otherwise, your passion tends to morph into energy ... which you never lack.
You're a balanced woman, knowing when to turn on the fire in your heart.




What Color is Your Passion? Take This Quiz :-)




Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.



Me
Jan. 7th, 2005 @ 04:36 pm
Current Mood: lethargiclethargic
I'm having a hard time getting motivated today. I have so much shit to do that I'm feeling overwhelmed and finding it hard to do anything at all. It's so ridiculous sometimes. The weather is typical blah gray skies Belgian weather, cold and windy. blah blah blah.......I just want to crawl into bed and stay there, but then I feel even more useless. I have no energy and it feels like I have lead weights in my hands and feet. But Hubby and I decided to go walking later...after dark, so that should make me feel better. And I have kitties to squash too....yay!
Me
Jan. 3rd, 2005 @ 02:17 pm words in my journal
Current Mood: apatheticapathetic
thanks to novawildstar for this interesting exercise.

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Me
Jan. 2nd, 2005 @ 05:22 am
Current Mood: moodymoody
I can't sleep. It's 5:21am and I am wide awake. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....no inspiration to keep writing. blah
Me
Jan. 2nd, 2005 @ 02:08 am where is the love?
Current Mood: listlesslistless
I've been in a fog this last week...kind of numb, floating along, not really paying attention to anything. It doesn't feel like a depression, but it doesn't feeling like living. There is so much suffering in this world and sometimes it's so hard to keep from falling. I feel confused, lost, aimless, yet something is gnawing at me to keep going and to try not lose my focus. I'm also having a hard time putting how I feel into words. I seem to say the same thing over and over again and we all know that words tend to lose their value if they are over-used. I'm trying not to whine or complain, I'm just trying to make sense of what is going through my head.

I don't have an appetite either...rather unusual pour moi. Television sucks and I've run out of English books again. I don't want to read e-books because I'm not used to reading so much on a small screen...I can only get about 4 sentences per page on my Palm, so I have to change pages constantly. God, listen to me bitching...I don't know what my problem is today.

I've also been getting a little bit homesick this week. I've talked with my sister and her kids, my friend G. called me from the States just to laugh (we did!) plus all of the e-mails and Christmas cards from other friends too. Writing the post about New Year's Eve in Times Square kick started a ton of memories from my early 20's. I miss everyone there and I don't know when I'm going to see them again. I'm in such a weird place at the moment. It's hard to describe.
Me
Dec. 31st, 2004 @ 06:17 pm
Current Mood: mellowmellow
Happy New Year Everyone!!

Have a love-filled, peaceful and wondrous 2005.

with love,
Sandy
Me
Dec. 30th, 2004 @ 06:28 pm
Current Mood: curiouscurious
i think that my cat is taking drugs
poesie
Dec. 27th, 2004 @ 06:54 pm My star studded performance
Current Mood: curiouscurious
Current Music: She Will Be Loved, Maroon 5
Here is my New Year's Eve story for you.

In 1986, I was 23 years old and on New Year's Eve, my friend J. and I worked with a Producer friend of mine for ABC television's "Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's Eve" in Times Square, NYC. We were production assistants and my responsibilities included helping the newly married couple over to the top of the building with the "zipper" on it and up onto the roof so that Dick Clark could interview them, passing out signs to the public that said things like "Boston loves DICK" or "Dick Clark Rocks!" and making sure that the cameramen had things like food, water, and Duracell batteries. It was great because there was very little work involved and lots of alcohol and partying. We were all in our New Year's Eve finest which in my case included a red and black plaid mini-skirt, black stockings, black high heels, a black turtleneck and a short black jacket. My friend, J, also had on a black mini-skirt and her funky leopard-print 40's coat. We knew we were looking good. ;)

We stayed in the one of the producer's RVs for the countdown to midnight and watched the "apple" (it was an apple and not a ball for a year or 2) drop in Time's Square on the monitors. The ball dropped, Time's Square roared, and everyone was having a blast. J and I decided that we would head back to the hotel room at the Marriot Marquis before the crowds got out of hand, so we made our way through the police barriers and along the road through the crowds. Now because we were working for ABC TV, we had working credentials worn around our necks and that allowed us into all of the areas that were not accessible to the general public. The police set up barricades throughout Time's Square, but they leave certain lanes in roads open for tv and emergency vehicles and personnel to travel through so that they don't have to break through crowds to do their jobs.

J. and I walked through one of these open lanes because we were wearing our credentials. As we were walking back, suddenly the crowd started cheering and yelling and we felt like celebrities because they were watching US and reacting to US. Now J and I knew that we looked great that night (we were 23 for God's Sake...we were HOT), but we didn't think that anyone would mistake us for celebrities.

We almost made it to the Marriot when J had to cut in behind me to get past a police officer on a horse. At that moment, all I heard was J's laughter and hilarity and she screamed to me, "Sandy, now I know why they loved us back there...!" I turned around and in response to my "why?" she pointed to my ASS only to reveal the fact that my mini-skirt was stuck in my pantyhose revealing to all of Time's Square my very personal (so I thought) decision not to wear any underwear that night!
Me
Dec. 24th, 2004 @ 11:53 am HAPPY HOLIDAYS
Current Mood: calmcalm
Me
Dec. 23rd, 2004 @ 12:24 pm murder in mind
Current Mood: weirdweird
Last night's unconsciousness was filled with yet more horrific and vivid dreams.

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poesie
Dec. 22nd, 2004 @ 12:42 pm Friends
Current Mood: touchedtouched
bezigebij posted this LINK in my journal and I thought it was worth re-posting for my other lj friends. I'll re-visit it again, I'm sure.

Heel erg bedankt!
Me
Dec. 20th, 2004 @ 11:22 pm
the familiar fiend is back. he's lurking just beyond my reach and he's teasing me. without me realizing it, he's tricked me to the top of the slide and he wants to push me. i'm gripping the sides with white knuckles, but he's really strong. he always arrives at the same time every year and he's mean. first he takes away the sunshine, then fools me into believing that this time will be different. he plays with me, makes promises to me, pretends to be subdued while watching me eat the candy. he even lures me with a higher dose of sweets up the metal steps all the way to the top. he convinces me it will be fun and i believe him. then as soon as i reach the top, he can't help but laugh. he points at me and humiliates me again and again. he calls me gullible, stupid and blind. even he is surprised that i fell for it again this time which only adds to his pleasure. i'm holding on for dear life. even the sunshine and candy don't seem to help anymore. i can feel myself disappearing. i'm sliding away again and i don't know how to stop it. and from past experience, i know it's going to be a dark, horrific terrifying ride and it's going to last at least a month. the head police can't come until january, so i don't know who is going to stop the train from coming. if i take one hand off of the sides to eat more candy, he'll see my weakness and push me. he's blocking the steps so that i can't climb back down. the only way out is the slide and if i let go, i don't know if i'll be able to stop before i crash and burn.
Me
Dec. 19th, 2004 @ 01:22 pm
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
Miracle of miracles, the sun has been shining off and on for two days now!!! This is the first full sun we've had in more than 2 weeks. I'm trying to suck in as much as possible to ward of the dreaded depression. I can feel the depression tugging at my brain and I'm really trying hard to keep it at bay. The efexor helps tremendously, but sometimes even that isn't enough. However, I am in a good mood for the moment and I'm going to try to enjoy it and not complicate it by over-analysing it (thanks to the advice of bezigebij).

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Me
Dec. 18th, 2004 @ 01:52 am
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
I babysat for my friend tonight and the kids were really adorable. When I arrived, the little girl, who is 3, ran over to me, threw her arms around me and said (in Dutch) "Sandy is my friend!" and then she sat on my lap and didn't leave my side until it was time for her to go to bed. Her younger brother, not wanting to miss out on the fun, also climbed onto my lap and kept trying to eat my fingers (he's only one and a half). For me, one of the best feelings in the world is when a child that you adore adores you right back. I feel so fortunate to have my friend and her kids in my life. When I'm babysitting them, I can play and be free like a kid myself, while still being the adult. The kids love me because I do play with them. They know lots of adults who wouldn't dream of sitting on the floor and playing with them with their dolls and cars or making weird animal sounds or dancing around in circles with their stuffed animals. When I'm there, they know that they'll have fun and I know that I'll have fun too. But because they are so young, they were in bed by 7pm and I stayed until almost 1am. So we didn't have much time to play together, but I'll see them again next week. I'm really grateful for days like these.
poesie
Dec. 17th, 2004 @ 03:22 pm The dress doesn't fit anymore
Current Mood: introspective
I've been trying to analyse a lot of my behavior lately and I'm forcing myself to confront the things that I do that I don't like. I use a lot of defense mechanisms that were developed as a result of my screwed-up childhood and I'm trying to figure out which ones are still okay to use and which ones are detrimental to me as an adult.

I have always had a lot of friends and have always been the listener. I am the one that all my friends can come to and confide their deepest thoughts, fears and desires to and they know that I will never betray them with that information. I am the keeper of their secrets. I've been thinking a lot about that lately and realize that I was primed to play that role in life by my childhood experiences.
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Me
Dec. 15th, 2004 @ 03:50 pm bare walls and and bingo halls
Current Mood: indifferentindifferent
For the past week, I've been the Michaelangelo of DIY. I've been chiseling away at our ceramic baseboards and portions of plaster walls because today, we had the walls injected with waterproofing goop. In some places, the walls were so moist that one blow of my hammer and chisel was enough to crumble a big section of plaster. And god, my ass got cold sitting on the tile floors. Anyway, the guy was supposed to arrive at 8am, but he rang the bell at 7:30am! I don't mind though as long as he didn't mind my freshly awakened sleepy face and big hair. My husband and I took him on a tour of the areas to be worked on and then let him get on with it. It's now almost 4pm and he's plugging the last few holes (of around 200) with cement.

Now, we must wait up to 6 months so that the remaining plaster can dry out and then I can finally re-plaster and paint...that will be my summer project, I guess! This was a huge project and for the next few days, I will happily put everything back in it's place. At least now we can relax and not worry about rising moisture in the walls and hopefully, it won't feel so cold in the house anymore. Yippie!
poesie
Dec. 15th, 2004 @ 11:09 am my funny nubbin
Current Mood: anxiousanxious
I made this about a year ago and forgot about it....now you can all enjoy it!

Me
Dec. 15th, 2004 @ 11:03 am amazing cats house
Current Mood: nervousnervous
This place is unbelievable and I love it!! I would love to do my house the same way......

http://www.thecatshouse.com/cats_house/ch_index.htm


I forgot to add that I got this url from fivecats!!! THank you fivecats!!!
Me
Dec. 13th, 2004 @ 06:39 pm 2004 a look back
Current Mood: coldcold
Current Music: Sunday Morning, Maroon5
(stolen from webwawa)


End of the year review.....

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poesie
Dec. 13th, 2004 @ 05:31 pm too cute
I watched this webcam for several minutes and watched two little kittens play and fight.

Portland Petcam
Me
Dec. 8th, 2004 @ 02:24 am SNIFFY
Current Mood: crazycrazy




That cardboard box smelled so gooooooooooood.
Me
Dec. 7th, 2004 @ 02:59 pm
Current Mood: lethargiclethargic
Our two cats just don't get on well. Although they are 2 females, they have a constant power struggle going on and when it gets bad, they play dirty. They can be really nasty and brazen to each other. Besides the forever-present scratches and scabs, the barking, growling and gobs of hair found on the stairs, they pee. Poesie is the Queen of marking her territory and the master of her domain (not in the Seinfeld sense!). Therefore, Minnie lives here in the living room and bedrooms with us and Poesie lives in the large family room in the attic. Minnie cannot get into that room and Poesie can't get out.

We visit Poesie everyday, but we don't spend nearly as much time with her as we want to. It's really difficult because we are always down here. Well, today, we were missing her terribly and both agreed to let her come downstairs to see how she would get on. After a very cute mutual nose sniff, Minnie and Poesie began their showdown. Poesie began sniffing....everything, every table, pillow, chair, carpet, shelf where Minnie had been. The more she sniffed the more agitated she became. She then began her barking. She growls first, but most growls end in a nice little clipped bark. It's bizarre and I've never seen another cat do it, but it is hilarious! So, Poesie was running around sniffing, growling and barking and Minnie was trying to get away from her.

We should have seen it coming, but it all happened so fast. I was sitting here playing a game on the computer, Minnie was sitting on the wrist-rest in front of me and Poesie approached from behind the curtain. She crept into the cat bed that lays beside my monitor, sniffed, sniffed and sniffed with open mouth. With a slow deliberation, she first glanced at Minnie (who was only a foot from her), then glanced directly at me, lifted her tail and WHAM...cat piss spray on the curtain behind her...all the while "marching" her back legs as if to say, "stop me if you dare". I did. I yelled, "Poesie!" and she shot off like a rocket and ran out of the room. Hubby ran after her, I climbed up on the desk in order to take the curtain down and Minnie remained frozen in fear and shock sitting on my wrist-rest.

Poesie is once again in the family room in the attic. The curtain is in the washing machine and Minnie is back where she wanted to be; on my husbands lap. *sighs*
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Dec. 7th, 2004 @ 01:19 pm
Current Mood: depresseddepressed
I've been feeling rather blah lately. Maybe numb describes it a bit better. I should have expected this after my last round of therapy in which I was in a heightened state of discovery and resolution. My therapist warned me of this. yuck blah pooh. I'm feeling stuck in a deep muddy rut with cement boots. All of my energy has ceased. I know that this is the beginning of a depression, but I can take steps to thwart it. I need sunlight!!! I'll have to lay under a tanning bed to get some rays and stimulate some vitamin production.

I have so much shit to do around the house and I just can't get motivated, however I'm not doing anything else either! I need some kind of routine in my life, but god, that's so not me. I've started about 1000 different projects and can't finish one. I have drawings, paintings, stories, web stuff, and all kinds of stuff that are all only about halfway completed. I've got to snap out of this soon....

Well, at least the deadline of dec 15 will force me to work on the walls. However, the rest of the stuff is not a priority....except doing the dishes...blah.

For those of you reading this, were any of you childhood "slaves"? I mean that your parents exploited your potential as dishwasher, servant, maid, butler, gardener, landscaper, etc? I was a 19th century scullery maid in a 20th century middle class house. My parents decided that they couldn't cook or clean anymore, so they enlisted me as slave. Just wondering if anyone else had the same.
Me
Dec. 5th, 2004 @ 01:26 am eow dreams
Current Mood: restlessrestless
I had end of the world dreams again last night. I'm not sure what triggers them since there weren't any major attacks yesterday or anything that happened that might threaten the end of the world. However, I did begin Bill Bryson's book A Short History of Nearly Everything, so I'm thinking on a rather large scale for the moment.

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Dec. 4th, 2004 @ 05:12 pm Jumping Min
Current Mood: tingly


she wanted to lay on nemethet's lap.
Me