This Is Not An Awesome Title

I don’t understand how Cleopatra (my cat) can repeatedly go back to eating Caity’s (my dog) food after I have told her several times no to. I ask her what is wrong with her when she does that, but I don’t think she knows. Lately she has been the biggest troublemaker. She has claimed my computer chair so that any time I get up, she steals it. She always  has something to say, and gives me the worst looks when she’s not attacking her sister (Jade, my other cat). Meanwhile, Symba (my bird) screams his head off for various reasons, mostly involving his mirrors. If he can’t see himself, he will make sure you get to fixing the problem. Headaches are constant from his high-pitched squawking. Jade is equally mischievous. She perfects urinating on the most random of things. A couple days ago she ruined a new rug. She’s either (1) urinating/defecating on anything other than in her litter box, (2) scratching the furniture when I’ve told her repeatedly to stop, (3) eating the dog’s food, or (4) running her mouth. Every day brings new surprises.

I have been too lazy to post movie reviews on my blog, so I’m now overwhelmingly behind by about maybe ten movies or so. But that doesn’t stop me from watching even more movies. My mom has been helping me experience older movies that are being remade for the 21st century. She says I have to watch:

  • Adventures in Babysitting from 1987 (when I told her about wanting to see The Sitter)
  • Poltergeist from 1982

I’m okay with horror films made in the twentieth century and prior; it’s the 21st century ones that I refuse to watch. The special effects are too realistic; especially the supernatural movies. It took me two years to get over The Grudge and The Ring. I’m still a little creeped out by it. But I enjoyed Carrie.
I have a few other movies to pick up later:

  • Armageddon (1998)
  • The Big Lebowski (1998)
  • Four Christmases (2008 – I actually never got to finish this.)
  • Girl, Interrupted (1999 – Never got around to watching this.)
  • Saving Private Ryan (1998)
  • Taxi Driver (1976 – This was recommended from the book, “Joe Leydon’s Guide to Essential Movies You Must See If You Read, Write About – or Make Movies”)
  • Wanted (2008)
  • Back to the Future (1985 – I’m embarrassed to say I haven’t seen this by now.)

And actually tons of others I don’t feel like typing out. But maybe you get my idea so I don’t have to bore myself explaining all of it.
I made a trip to RedBox in the middle of blogging this. I’ll watch Contagion and Another Earth tonight.

I’m trying to read these books one at a time, but my mind wanders elsewhere, and when I do focus on one, another gets added to the pile. My mother is to blame, even if she does have good taste:

  • “Alex Rider (#9) Scorpia Rising” by Anthony Horowitz
  • “Disney War” by James B. Stewart
  • “Psych Major Syndrome” by Alicia Thompson
  • “The Crazy Person’s Guide to the Normal World” by Carol J. McCurdy

I can never blog without including at least one list. I love making lists; they’re so helpful.

I’ve still been wasting my time with magazine I suppose. I save everything. Seriously; nothing gets thrown away. I had to make a box or two for all the magazines I’ve been collecting (I have a subscription to Entertainment Weekly). It piles up, but I try to sort through it within a week. I need to get a job so I can subscribe to:

  • Consumer Reports
  • Mad
  • Scientific American
  • Time
  • National Geographic (actually, I need to renew it)
  • PC World
  • Esperenza
  • People (I think my mom subscribed)

I guess I’ve been writing to myself. I don’t mind all that much.
Now I sound like a weirdo; never mind.

Already this seems like a boring post. I have other non-important things to do.

“Opportunities don’t come on your time schedule.”
Kiefer Sutherland

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My Halloween Experience And Other Updates

I hate going long periods of time without blogging, but I’m also not too fond of blogging regularly. I just don’t always feel like it, you know?

Halloween was interesting. At first I had planned on stocking up on loads of candy from dollar stores (I’m a bargain shopper in case you haven’t already figured that out), and just stuffing my face all night. After going back and forth in my mind determining my financial situation (my latest bank was pissing me off), I finally ended up going to Walgreens around 9pm. It wasn’t too pleasant of an experience. First off, only one side of the Halloween aisle was covered; the other side was completely bare. And of course, all the good candy was gone, but I improvised. The only regret I have is that damn $7.99 bag of assorted candy. It didn’t do me any good in the long run. The bag contained Cry Baby sour gum balls or whatever. I hadn’t had those in a while, so I tried one last night and omfg it was a killer. My tooth is still painfully sensitive, and not only am I brushing my teeth like mad with Sensodyne toothpaste, but I also scheduled a dentist appoint (!) for tomorrow. It’s that bad. I think it’s the acid or whatever in the candy. I will definitely never try that again. So I ended up only eating a couple pieces of candy, and now I’m stuck with an entire bowl of candy. I could have gone with a stomach ache or anything but a sensitive tooth. I don’t know why this always happens to me. Tonight I’m going to mentally prepare myself for the dentist appointment tomorrow. Or maybe I should just not think about the painful things they’re going to do to me.
Not to mention, while I was shopping for candy, I waited a whole 15 minutes on this lady that had a big basket-full of groceries, and even more coupons. The worst part was I was wearing a jacket and let’s just say it wasn’t quite cold enough for a jacket. No, the worst part was some of the lady’s coupons wouldn’t scan, and the check out guy just had to KEEP TRYING. That was an entirely HORRIBLE experience.
No I did not watch a scary movie either. It took me two years to get over The Ring. I’m very easily scared.

As far as books go, I have been documenting still and creating new lists. Right now I’ll just say that I’m currently reading The Good Patient by Kristin Waterfield Duisberg.

I’m still sort of cyber-stalking Johnny Depp, but not really. I have heard other disagreeing opinions but it is what it is, and it isn’t.

“Fiction is the lie that helps us understand the truth.” Tim O’Brien

There Really Isn’t Anything Else To Talk About

Every now and then I have moments in which nothing in my current stack of library books interests me. It doesn’t last long though.
The current stack:

Okay For Now by Gary D. Schmidt

Amy & Roger’s Epic Detour by Morgan Matson

Ten Things We Did (and probably shouldn’t have) by Sarah Mlynowski

Boy Toy by Barry Lyga

Ten Miles Past Normal by Frances O’Roark Dowell

Border Crossing by Jessica Lee Anderson

I’m picky yet all over the place in the genres of books. Sometimes this, sometimes that. It just depends on the moment I guess.

But enough about books…

I don’t really have anything else to talk about besides books. That’s sad, I know. I’m working on it; not really but really. But not really. If that makes any sense?

I’m just now realizing my blogging consists of lists and books. Not necessarily in that order.

I received $20 a few hours ago from a generous-but not so generous family member, and two hours after that (including one hour of doing entirely nothing but thinking of what I want as I scanned my room. I seriously had the same pose of ‘The Thinker’ while sitting on my bed.) I finally decided what I think I wanted. So I called my favorite bookstore and had them hold The Year of Living Biblically: One Man’s Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible by A. J. Jacobs. I stuttered on the Biblically part (easier said than done), but luckily she knew what I meant. They have it. One hardcover. $6.99. Hell yeah. I’m proud to say I’m a successful bargain shopper. During the hour of thinking of what to buy (yes, cash always seems to ‘burn a hole in my pocket’), I also considered other reasonably priced stores. Except Barnes & Noble, who is never reasonably priced (I miss Borders already). There is nothing wrong with a used book so long as the previous owner treated the book with respect. I’ve seen people use books as coasters and the like. If you are one of these people, shame on you. A few days ago I could have easily been called a hypocrite, but I really didn’t have a place to put my drink but on a book. My desk is crowded with books and more books. I feel terrible about it.
Once again, I really didn’t intend for this post to be about books, but I really have nothing else to talk about, since that’s all that goes on in my life.
I could talk about how much of a pain in the ass my two cats are, but I don’t feel like getting into that at the moment. I still have trouble sleeping because of them! Especially Cleopatra…

Pick A State, Any State

Just about everyday has been uneventful. There’s not much to talk about when nothing happens, but I like it when nothing happens because then there’s peace.

I finished The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger yesterday I think. It was an enjoyable read.
I’m trying to get the classics out of the way before I start reading the latest novels again and others from the library. I feel like I should have read them years ago. Probably.
These are next:

  1. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee (currently reading)
  2. 1984 by George Orwell
  3. On the Road by Jack Kerouac

I use the library a lot because it’s easier to rent novels I’ve never read before free of charge, instead of buying them and taking the risk of displeasure. So I save $20 every now and then.
The only problem with the library is that they don’t always have the latest novels. It’s uncommon for them to have books published in 2009+, which is extremely frustrating. Sometimes I have no choice and have to make a few purchases, but it’s a last resort.
I was browsing my local library’s web page and noticed a “suggestion” link for the first time (I swear I don’t remember it being there). Hopefully the librarian will approve the purchase suggestions of the new books I sent.
I have a list of 100+ books to read; it grows just about everyday. I find it exciting rather than the overwhelming emotion most people have.

I’ve been renting Redbox DVDs quite frequently lately.
I finally got around to watching Charlie St. Cloud. It was truly beautiful. I really understood it almost to the point of tears.
The Company Men is a movie I’m considering buying. It’s rare that you find a movie that depicts the actual reality of struggle.

In about 136 days, it will be time to move. Hopefully by then my mom and I both will have jobs. Otherwise, it’s another year or so here at this apartment. I hate moving; it’s such a pain in the ass. It’s not just the labor that’s the problem, it’s the effort in which I try to protect my fragile items. I’ve been through three lava lamps; for some reason, I can’t seem to move to another place without breaking a lava lamp. Also, we have way too much junk. I think it took two moving trucks last time.
There aren’t much of any jobs out there nor much time left. My mom is trying to get into a Public Relations career, or possibly writing. Me, I have enough experience to consider a Librarian field, but I really want to be a writer. I wouldn’t mind starting off sorting mail, but all the jobs I’ve applied to won’t even respond.
Nowadays my mom asks me to “pick a state, any state”. Most opportunities seem to be pointing towards Virginia, but I don’t want to live in Virginia; there’s not much out there.

One last thing,
Is there a problem in music not being my everything? I enjoy it every now and then, but I’d much rather be reading.

Uncomfortable Sleeping Positions, and the Annoying Season of Summer

I’m a zombie and a bitch in the mornings, but those aren’t as bad as my memory.

I was pretty much groggy all day today, but I still managed to finish the last half of my book, Tales of the Madman Underground by John Barnes.
I was still fluttering with excitement when I finished it; the book was amazing. Several twists and turns, shocking events, and hilarious moments; you’d never guess the outcomes to each crazy happening. I loved this book so much; I finished the last half of it in one evening. I also loved the fact that the book was set in late 1973; I got a good feel of what it was like growing up back then.
That just about filled up my day, but after I finished it, I turned on my laptop to log it; and then got caught up in checking other things.
No new photos of Johnny Depp, so I moved on to play around on Super Poke Pets; lastly, I spent a little more time on Tumblr than I wanted to (as usual), but I was trying to customize my blog to perfection. I finally got it, then continued to browse Tumblr.

I had a hard time taking a nap today.
I have four pets: 1 bird, 1 dog, and 2 cats. First comes one cat (one that isn’t usually affectionate, but all of a sudden has a change of personality), then comes the dog (Jack Russell Terrier, who takes up most of the twin bed sprawled out in the middle anyway), and then comes the second cat (the one that is always by my side), but after her, I’m like WTF? Trying to sleep here! I can’t even begin to tell you how awkward of a position I had to conform to. I love animals, so my nap didn’t last very long.
I took pictures of the adorable pets, and I must say, Cleopatra is a very photogenic kitty.

Now that summer is here, I am miserable, and will be until the next season (which might have to be two, considering the Texas heat).
I’m already being chased by wasps, and sometimes even bees!
First come the annoying, and obnoxiously loud kids who discover Pop Snappers. All day long, SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
Then come the wasps surrounding the front door and following me everywhere I go, making me look like a lunatic as I hop around, screaming, and waving my arms around like a lunatic.
Then comes the heat. As hot as 105 degrees Fahrenheit.
And then the ants and bees.
So I don’t leave the house, unless it’s ABSOLUTELY necessary. Lately I’ve only left to replace milk, pick up some library books, go to see a movie at the cinema (especially if Johnny Depp is involved), or attend a doctor’s appointment.
People think I’m crazy, but so are the wasps. I mean, what is their purpose? Torment people with phobias?
To hell with all of them and their insect buddies.

Also,
My 18th birthday was fun with memorable gifts, and just overall a great day spent with my mom.

Boring, yet a productive day

So many things need to be done in my room/closet. But I can’t do anything right now.
I need a bigger bed (mattress actually); that’s on hold. I need a desk to put my laptop and other supplies (also a chair); mom is using the desk I need. She’s going to give it to me when she gets a new one. She likes “new” things, I prefer used. Her computer is taking up the whole desk; but she has expensive tastes. Instead of buying a simple desk ($20-$50), she needs a desk that does everything. It’s funny, every time she gets those kind of desks, she always underestimates the room she has; so it’s a tight fit. She’ll pay up to $250 for a desk.
So basically, my room is out of order. I need the desk for my supplies, and a work area; mom is using the desk until she gets a new one. A $250 desk is over the budget at the moment. Same thing pretty much with the bed.
I clean/organize my room about every week. Today I organized everything (nightstand and drawers, dresser drawers, shoes, bank statements, receipts, and some clothes). I got overwhelmed with the closet so it’s still a wreck. It would also help if I had a Dyson vacuum (about $500). We’ve been through several vacuums. The pet hair is the problem (2 cats, 1 dog, and 1 bird). It’s frustrating.

I’ve been letting my library books go past-due. Probably have a $1 fine now. It’s very rare I get fines. I’m a bookworm; I read all the time. But lately I’ve been preoccupied with other things (Tumblr, Sudoku puzzles, and sleeping). I’ll have to do something about that. I seem to have a problem with moderation.

Nothing else really happened today. Nothing ever does.