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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An Average Day For Me (sort of)

Today was interesting, in an annoying sort of way.
My mom and I drove around for about an hour or two looking for a branch of this one bank that has a cash deposit ATM or night drop box or SOMETHING. We found one on the third try thanks to the GPS woman that never shuts up. She pisses me off; I don’t normally talk, but when I do, I make an effort to, so I expect to be heard rather than just wasting a breath, but that damn thing never shuts up; turn left this and turn blah blah blah.
Speaking of technology, I saw this Lexus (?) commercial; did you know that cars are becoming so brilliant that they can drive themselves? I think it mentioned something about “alerting the driver if they doze off” and “automatically decreases speed if it detects the car in front is too close”. Am I the only one freaked out about this? If I am, then I suggest you seriously watch I-Robot (starring Will Smith), and then get back to me. I’m telling you the future is in plain sight, and what do we do? Continue to build artificial intelligence until we no long have to think.
I’m ashamed of humanity.
But anyway..what was I saying? oh yeah, so I’m pretty fed up with this new bank. They really seem to care (overwhelmingly) about customer satisfaction. Wait till they here from me. Those idiots and their inconvenient services! And no it’s not a major bank, but still. Better yet, I’ll mail them my complaint. I swear it seems like they are desperate for customers. That’s not a good sign; not at all.

I’m back to an Android at the moment. It’s a My Touch 4G HTC thing. It’s also brilliant. Damn these things and their conveniences. Besides Google not understanding my voice, it works pretty well. Very helpful…and yes, I must admit…cool.
I heard about the BlackBerry issue. At least I know it wasn’t just me having difficulty with emailing. That’s their best trait, and it goes down? NOT a good sign. I can only imagine how many customers they lost. I go back and forth because I still have a strange devotion to BlackBerry. Forever and always I guess.

This is just flowing now isn’t it?

Mom has been lighting candles all over the house lately. I’ve always been a bit edgy with candles ever since I was eight, when I watched this news special about this woman who’s house burned down (I forgot if she lived or not) after she fell asleep forgetting about the lit candles. So I’m hesitant, but they do smell good. Really good.

In the world of books, I’m currently reading An Off Year by Claire Zulkey. It’s right up my ally in certain situations and I’m enjoying it. That last book I read, I Never Loved Your Mind by Paul Zindel, was very odd. The ending and just about every part of the book was strange and very unpredictable. But it was still a good read.

I suppose I have been cyber stalking Johnny Depp, but how can I not when he’s been in the public eye just about everyday this week? Especially his second drunk stunt, and the press for his upcoming movie The Rum Diary (in theaters October 28, 2011).
That reminds me, I need to renew my Flickr subscription before the end of the year.

“Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have.”
Lemony Snicket

Dreams and other scary things

I was in the middle of morphing into another rare, indestructible substance, while fighting off my attackers in the night, when my mom wakes me up at 11am to run some errands.
Occasionally, I’ll have dreams about being chased by some enemy I’ve never seen before, who is usually trying to kill me. Then there are my “normal” dreams I have about this ex-friend of mine. For about two years now, I’ve been having dreams about this friend I used to have up till I/we was/were sixteen. In my dreams, we become friends again. Every dream is like that. I can take a hint, but it doesn’t mean I’m going to do anything about it. There’s nothing to do about it, unfortunately. People tell me she wasn’t really a friend anyway, but I disagree.
Every day I fight back the urge to talk to you. I tell myself that if you wanted to speak to me, you would.
Today was the first day I left the house in…one, maybe two weeks or more. Once I dealt with my hair (took an hour of frustration, thanks to my weird, curly/wavy hair), and found clothes that wouldn’t fall off me as much as the rest of my clothes do (I recently lost 30 pounds), I was able to leave. I stepped outside, and was first blinded by the sunlight, then chased all the way down to the car by these bugs that tease me every time I step foot outside. Nobody believes me when I tell them this. I dealt with my anxiety for the rest of the day.
I wasn’t able to find the cat cube that we really need. We have two cats; one is very skinny, the other has a striking resemblance to Garfield (minus the color and gender). I’m having trouble finding a cube that fatty can fit in. It would help if she would stop stealing food, but that’s not going to happen any time soon. If there’s food, Cleopatra will find it. Trust me.
I did find a purse finally. It’s strange though; I found it in a store I have no interest in whatsoever. My mom loves the store, and can spend forever looking around. So I decided to look around as well. I’m not a fan of leather purses, but I did find a $30 one that seems to suit me.
Once I got home, I was physically exhausted. Now I’m relaxing in bed with my laptop, and my cat (Jade) that keeps hitting me in the face with her tail. She never leaves my side. It’s nice to have some company that doesn’t make me uncomfortable.
I’ve never really ever made sense. I’m okay with that now.