Alright, so I'm not ranting over the Apocalypse, but wishing you all a Happy Apocalypse Day ( Read more... )

A while back I posted regarding a credit to my electric bill from an 'agency payment'. I had not recalled requesting assistance (for that month) from anyone so it was odd to find a $40 credit on my bill, no matter how timely ( Read more... )

...I went a month without smoking.

And then I had a 'Joker" (AKA a REALLY bad day).

I am now pissed at myself.

The new strawberries are planted (five plants to match last year's one which is doing well, flowering nicely). the cabbage, tea roses, carnations, watermelon, onions and cantaloupe are still in their pots in my window sill because I broke my back just planting two plants, I'm still not recovered from the pulled chest muscle so I have to do very ( Read more... )

when the local humans drop off cats because they know you'll take care of them, it's another when the cats drop themselves off *stares at the two newbies who are running around my yard and house*

THE DOGGY DOOR IS NOT AN OPEN INVITATION!

The other day I found a couple grey hairs in the roots that were growing back in from my last hair dye. No big deal by itself, I think grey hair is cool and honestly can't wait until all of my hair is grey so I can stop dying.

But it's just one more thing that reminds me I am getting older. And I'm not scared of aging but more of the fact that ( Read more... )

Well, there was I can't find him now to shoo him outside. He was a "gift" from Pooh-Bear, only she didn't injure him in the slightest so the quick litter fucker got away before I could snag him and toss him back out into the grass.

...poor guy will die of black lung before I get to him as I haven't cleaned out the fireplace in three years.

I joke with people that everything turns green in Oregon, our streets, our yards, our roofs, our children...

Now I have a new example, our cars.

Somehow, a bit of grass seed and dirty got on my back window crack and I noticed today, that my cars back window started growing grass.

when something goes wrong with this blighted house its in the middle of the night when I cant get help. *stares at faucet that wont shut off* Its times like this I wish I allowed myself to drink during stress.

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yet it doesn't feel like home. There is dust everywhere, along with cobwebs and a musty smell. There are no cats (I hope they're just hiding and haven't realized I'm home yet)...

It's just...not mine right now, hopefully that'll change soon, I don't like feeling as if I'm a stranger in my own house.