So today I got an email from my dad; he's still doing the martyr thing, which drives me crazy, but he mentioned seeing our ultrasound pictures. Now, I emailed these to my grandmother, his mother, and I should have known that she'd pass them on to him, but it didn't occur to me ( Read more... )

The rat bastard who contributed half of my genetic material sent me a birthday card ( Read more... )

...you just need a place to vent where not everyone in your life can read all about it. I hear they have these "journal" things in the "real world" but I type faster than I write by hand, so there. Now is one of those times, which is why I have temporarily returned to livejournal. The problem with other social networking sites is that there are ( Read more... )

I've finally caved into peer pressure and made a myspace...I know, I know, but I have lots of relatives, as well as friends on there. Future blog posts can be found at:

http://www.myspace.com/salamanders_scribe

I feel like the worst person ever. I took the cats to the shelter today, because, hell, we can't even afford to take us to the doctor, much less take animals to the vet, and we haven't had any luck finding homes for them. And the kittens are adorable, and the mama cat is very affectionate, so I'm fairly sure that they'll find homes before they'd ( Read more... )

Things I like about my job ( Read more... )

So I've recently achieved a position of leadership in my World of Warcraft guild (Yeah, yeah, how geeky can I get) only to watch the guild begin hemhorraging officers, class leaders, and members for various reasons, mostly the fact that people's concerns are not really being addressed. My husband is also an officer in this guild, and he and one ( Read more... )

So I have suddenly come to the realization that I, at the ancient and decrepit age of 23-and-slightly-more-than-a-half, somehow have no idea what I want to do "when I grow up." I know what I don't want to do ( Read more... )

This morning, before I left for work, my cat sat on the computer chair, totally motionless except for the tip of her tail and the circling of her head on her neck as she tracked a fly hovering near the light, about five feet above her. She kept tensing like she was going to leap at the fly; I kinda hoped she'd do it, just to see the "I meant to do ( Read more... )