(100) A, B, C
I've been going through random addictions like mad. For about two weeks it was webcomics. I read lots of different ones, mostly sticking to fantasy-ish types. I found some good ones, some bad ones, and ultimately found a girl that I vaguely knew from high school. The sparkle faded as soon as I read to the end of each comic and thus had to wait for those once a week updates that pretty much kill anticipation altogether.
These addictions overlap, and I may have had some while I had others, which brings in the facebook and paper journal. Facebook was good for about 4 days, before I came to myself and just stopped signing in. I was writing in my paper journal every night with something at least semi interesting(to me), but since September showed itself, I haven't felt the desire.
Music download, ohno. Been going on a crazy spree of discovering new music that I might enjoy. I've found a few artists that wow me, a few more that scare me, and of course, Chocolate Rain. I spend most of my time on LJ mass downloading or trying to help fellow music lovers with requests. I spend more time grabbing new music than I do actually listening to it. So there's more than a few artists that I haven't even heard yet, but enjoy snagging because I like their name.
Kitties. I am allergic to cats, always have been, but some months ago(2?), one wandered over to my parent's garage and decided to stay.
(mucho kudos to my neice Charmagne who was able to get Oscar to actually not flop around like a rag doll and look presentable)
The culprit, who we refer to as Oscar (Meyer Weiner), is impervious to most means of cat-riddance. My mother, who has little to negative tolerance of cats invented a variety of cat-riddance moves, none of which worked. No matter what was done to Oscar (being swept around with the broom, flipped out of his boxes, general "please go away cat" talks), he had made a commitment, one he was sticking with.
Eventually, his tenacity impressed my family and we all accepted him as one of our own, even though 50% of my family is allergic to cats. He never ran when people approached him, never did much of anything but lay there usually. The only time he moved was when he saw something in anyone's hand, which he had decided was always for him, and was always food.
After sharing our lovin' with Oscar, culprit 2 enters the scene.
(mucho thanks to my wonderful gorgeous neice Charmagne who was kind enough to catch this bugger and model him so nicely in front of the camera. )
This cat, is a cat in all means. Luckily for him, his sense of timing is impeccable, and he arrived at the exact moment when his catdom wasn't such a drawback in his endeavor--food,sleep,water,cat-stuff. He was accepted with open arms(though my mother's distant cries of her house becoming a zoo were slightly ignored) and soon became called Asher.
Now Asher was your run of the mill cat. He played, he hissed at the dogs, he ran away when people he didn't know approached, all that. Myself and the kids* found him immensely more amusing than Oscar ever was, and played with him much more. Not to mention, his smaller size than Oscar made us think he was 300 times cuter.
(see those purple monstrosities also called shoes? my mother's idea of pretty shoes. and not even in a joking way, which makes me sad in alot of ways)
Time passed and Asher wandered away to greener pastures, breaking everyone's heart almost. Oscar remained, his usual lazy self, unmoved by the whole series of events, and I think a bit relieved since nobody would be attacking his tail anymore.
Because of Asher's swift disappearance(random sightings every now and then from various people, though), Oscar was moved to me San Antonio apartment and allowed to wander around(inside) there.
The change was almost instant, really. The lazy, unmovable bag of....cat, became an agile, playful.....cat in the span of three minutes. He ran around crazily, meowed at us, jumped onto counters, and even wedged himself into our utensil drawer. Suddenly all the toys that he was too good to play with jangled with noise as he pounced, shredded, and did whatever else cats do to toys.
And so, we have a cat. (I can't help it, I'm long winded)
The best part though? When we give him baths(it helps me allergies honestly), he doesn't claw or fight. In fact, he's never clawed anything except boxes and paper bags.
For about a day, it was LJ addiction, in which I changed my layout to something someone else had already created. Oh, and I got some tiny icons from
julzroguenine. Thus ended my LJ addiction. For about two days, I played my guitar feverishly, hoping to get back into it and learn to play something magnificent like this guy:
(thought it best to go with the most familiar. however, my favorite of his is this)
I had an anime addiction for about 2 hours. I never downloaded any, but I sure did think highly of anime for that time. I became a writer again for 2 days in which I created a whole world and mythos, then promptly gave it all up. I read wildly for about one week until I came upon a book in which the feeling of brain meltydom ensued and invariably slowed me down. (All of an Instant)
While it's obvious I'm floating around in search of something to really move me, I'm not despairing as I think I've acquired some pretty cool things.
And through it all? I still don't miss WoW very much.
These addictions overlap, and I may have had some while I had others, which brings in the facebook and paper journal. Facebook was good for about 4 days, before I came to myself and just stopped signing in. I was writing in my paper journal every night with something at least semi interesting(to me), but since September showed itself, I haven't felt the desire.
Music download, ohno. Been going on a crazy spree of discovering new music that I might enjoy. I've found a few artists that wow me, a few more that scare me, and of course, Chocolate Rain. I spend most of my time on LJ mass downloading or trying to help fellow music lovers with requests. I spend more time grabbing new music than I do actually listening to it. So there's more than a few artists that I haven't even heard yet, but enjoy snagging because I like their name.
Kitties. I am allergic to cats, always have been, but some months ago(2?), one wandered over to my parent's garage and decided to stay.
(mucho kudos to my neice Charmagne who was able to get Oscar to actually not flop around like a rag doll and look presentable)
The culprit, who we refer to as Oscar (Meyer Weiner), is impervious to most means of cat-riddance. My mother, who has little to negative tolerance of cats invented a variety of cat-riddance moves, none of which worked. No matter what was done to Oscar (being swept around with the broom, flipped out of his boxes, general "please go away cat" talks), he had made a commitment, one he was sticking with.
Eventually, his tenacity impressed my family and we all accepted him as one of our own, even though 50% of my family is allergic to cats. He never ran when people approached him, never did much of anything but lay there usually. The only time he moved was when he saw something in anyone's hand, which he had decided was always for him, and was always food.
After sharing our lovin' with Oscar, culprit 2 enters the scene.
(mucho thanks to my wonderful gorgeous neice Charmagne who was kind enough to catch this bugger and model him so nicely in front of the camera. )
This cat, is a cat in all means. Luckily for him, his sense of timing is impeccable, and he arrived at the exact moment when his catdom wasn't such a drawback in his endeavor--food,sleep,water,cat-stuff. He was accepted with open arms(though my mother's distant cries of her house becoming a zoo were slightly ignored) and soon became called Asher.
Now Asher was your run of the mill cat. He played, he hissed at the dogs, he ran away when people he didn't know approached, all that. Myself and the kids* found him immensely more amusing than Oscar ever was, and played with him much more. Not to mention, his smaller size than Oscar made us think he was 300 times cuter.
(see those purple monstrosities also called shoes? my mother's idea of pretty shoes. and not even in a joking way, which makes me sad in alot of ways)
Time passed and Asher wandered away to greener pastures, breaking everyone's heart almost. Oscar remained, his usual lazy self, unmoved by the whole series of events, and I think a bit relieved since nobody would be attacking his tail anymore.
Because of Asher's swift disappearance(random sightings every now and then from various people, though), Oscar was moved to me San Antonio apartment and allowed to wander around(inside) there.
The change was almost instant, really. The lazy, unmovable bag of....cat, became an agile, playful.....cat in the span of three minutes. He ran around crazily, meowed at us, jumped onto counters, and even wedged himself into our utensil drawer. Suddenly all the toys that he was too good to play with jangled with noise as he pounced, shredded, and did whatever else cats do to toys.
And so, we have a cat. (I can't help it, I'm long winded)
The best part though? When we give him baths(it helps me allergies honestly), he doesn't claw or fight. In fact, he's never clawed anything except boxes and paper bags.
For about a day, it was LJ addiction, in which I changed my layout to something someone else had already created. Oh, and I got some tiny icons from
julzroguenine. Thus ended my LJ addiction. For about two days, I played my guitar feverishly, hoping to get back into it and learn to play something magnificent like this guy:
Click to view(thought it best to go with the most familiar. however, my favorite of his is this)
I had an anime addiction for about 2 hours. I never downloaded any, but I sure did think highly of anime for that time. I became a writer again for 2 days in which I created a whole world and mythos, then promptly gave it all up. I read wildly for about one week until I came upon a book in which the feeling of brain meltydom ensued and invariably slowed me down. (All of an Instant)
While it's obvious I'm floating around in search of something to really move me, I'm not despairing as I think I've acquired some pretty cool things.
And through it all? I still don't miss WoW very much.