Hi cat lovers. Here's a great video (courtesy of The Onion) on how to put the spark back into the relationship with your cat. Gilroy and I will be trying some new tricks tonight. Maybe even Audrey will join in. Who can say?

Labels: amusing, cats

I've always wondered why cats have that weird inner eyelid thing. I think about it every time I play with Audry or Gilroy. Mostly Gilroy I guess, since Audry isn't much of a player. Anyway, apparently the question should really be, "why do humans not have a weird inner eyelid thing and instead have that weird red bump?"

http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=why-do-cats-have-an-inner

Yeah. I looked it up because my curiosity got to me. That's the only reason. It's not particularly funny or anything.

Labels: cats

Things suck. I am now going to write an entry about how things suck and I am sad. BUT, I'm a nice person, so to distract you from the whiny bitchy moany post, I am giving you a wonderous video.





So now, I hope you appreciated that. I move on: Things suck.

1. School sucks. I took my last exam yesterday, so maybe I can just put it all behind me, but I'm having a hard time. This quarter was just really bad, and then exams were just worse. I was counting on my exams to bring up my grades significantly, but it looks like they're going to do the opposite. It's just depressing. Firstly, I've done great in my civ(ilizations) class. I pulled off As on both of my papers and my teacher really likes my comments in class. So awesome. That's a guaranteed A. And yet, my exam was so bad, it might actually pull me down to a B. That's probably just my "things suck" side. I'll probably still get an A. But it is just a shitty feeling to turn in a really really bad exam in a class you are really really good at. At least it does for me. But before civ - like half an hour before - I finished my Japanese exam. Japanese, I accepted long ago, is not my forte. BUT I was pretty sure that with intense studying for the final I could pull off a B-. Not the case. I failed the final. Not Natalie's "oh no I didn't get an A" fail, but actual fail. Natalie doesn't actually fail classes. I've said this before, I think my sensei will give me a C because she is nice and knows I try, but still, it's that gut feeling of knowing I really did (deserve to) fail a class. And, as I just found out, she's not the one who grades the finals, so I may very well fail the class altogether anyway! What do I do if I actually failed? I can't retake it next quarter. I have to wait till next year. And then I have to try to get an entire non-indo-european language learned in my fourth year of college? Shit. I'm already trying to cram an entire linguistics major into two years instead of four. If I don't pass this class, my options are sort of...none. Oh, and then there's linguistics. Maybe I got 100 on the exam! Or maybe I got a C. I have no fucking clue. That class is bullshit. It's so disorganized and the teacher doesn't speak English. The information is so fascinating but I just have no idea what she says in her lectures, so I just don't go. Granted, I understand it a lot better than most people who go to class, so that's cool. On the whole, looking at A, B, and C. Or possibly A, B, and F. Either way the worst quarter or semester of my life.

Whine whine moan moan.

2. BALLET SUCKS. Primarily, I suck. As a dancer. Sometime last year I forgot that I quit ballet for a reason: I was bad at it. Well, I'm still bad at it. Now I have a principal role in Cinderella. I dance almost as much as Cinderella herself, actually more at the moment since she hasn't learned any of her pas de deux stuff yet. I got the part because I was whiny about wanting it, and then I set out to prove I deserved it. Well, I'm not doing such a great job with that. I don't deserve it. I look abysmal. Note that this is not just my opinion. It has been established at rehearsals and meetings. Also, one of the groups of dancers that I'm in change of has no idea what they're doing, and I just fail at getting them together. ALSO, on the executive side of things, we still don't have anyone to play Prince Charming, and we don't have nearly enough space to rehearse next quarter. That means Cinderella is going to be a shit show and it's going to be my fault. Way to go Executive Director.

3. Boys suck. I am a slut. That's almost all there is to say there. I walk around like a big slut. I have not really done anything so slutty that someone would point at me and shout "slut!" but I have been mean and disrespectful to guys I really care about, and my feelings on the matter are all over the place. Why can't I just find a good guy and fall in love with him? Specifically a guy who isn't already taken or who wants nothing to do with me. Why can't I fall in love with the wonderful guy who gives me everything?


WHINE WHINE WHINE. I'm a little spoiled brat and my life sucks. Blah blah blah.

Go watch the cat eating broccoli. It's hilarious.

Labels: ballet, boys, broccoli, cats, japanese, personal, school

This video just made my day. It's 9:30 in the morning, but I know for a fact that nothing can get me down today. Why? Because I have seen ninja cat.

Labels: amusing, cats, ninjas, videos

Please, God. Make the Sims stop. I am all alone. There is nobody here. I thought to myself, "now would be a good time to waste my life on the Sims 2 since there really isn't anything I should be doing with my own life."

No, now I am just wasting my life and little virtual people's lives. Do you want to know what I did??? I made the Chat family. As in, les petits chats. Comme, les deux chats dans mon apartment s'appelle Audrey et Gilroy. So yeah, I had fun turning Audrey and Gilroy into people. Really, kind of amusing. The problem is, I didn't just stop there. I started playing them. Then oh shit, I got really into it.

I keep turning it off and getting up because playing the Sims is almost as boring as sitting on your ass doing nothing at all.

But then I remember that the word "almost" is in that sentence, and I end up playing some more.

(They have two daughters, Desdemona and Paysley. Those are the only female cats I can think of right now. They were at PAWS when we adopted A&G.)

OH! And to make it a little more embarassing: I have been using cheat codes. You say, "So? That's the only thing that makes The Sims any fun." That's probably true, but I am not using them balls out, no. I don't have rock star kitties or anything. I just keep realizing that I fail at virtual life and so I keep upping their energy or giving them another $1000 or so.

Pathetic.

Labels: audrey, bored, cats, gilroy, the sims

Oh great Blog of Blogerdom. Here you are. You know, like usual.
So, things:

1. NUEVO COMPUTADORA!!! Es boniiiiiiita. It is this one, and it is full of happy. My tablet, as wonderful as it was, was a member of the first generation of convertible notebooks. Hence, though truly exceptional at the time, and really it will always hold a special place in my heart, it was a little past its prime. Also, this time I invested in a chill mat. I'm thinking that probably would have increased the life of Tablet #1 by at least 45 years.

2. There is a cat under my foot. She won't let me reach down and pet her, but she will just sit there and stare at my foot for a while and then rub up against it and then stare at it and purr for a little while longer. That's ok I guess.

3. Why don't I have any guy friends??? List of primary (i.e. most hung out with, nobody take offense) friends: Sreya, David, Joe, Ben, Fegert1, Fegert2, Alton, Wesley, Nick, Gabe (fr srsly), Greg and his dude friends (ok I know that's kind of different, but I'm just emphasizing the dude-ness), even like, the teachers I really liked in high school (Erf I'm looking at you). I am probably forgetting people, but the point is, how many of them are girls? ONE. And come on, Sreya is pretty much a dude. There were other girls I've been close to in my life, Stephanie Curtis until I was about nine, then Shanna till I was, well, still, but not in a we hang out often way, and yeah that's it. Now I can't hang out with a guy to save my life. Instead, I am stuck with BALLETBALLETBALLET which means girls (bitchy gossipy bitchy self-indulgent girls, you know, like me) and gay men. The gay men are pretty awesome, don't get me wrong, but it's just not the same. Also, let it be known that I actually do greatly enjoy the friendship and company of the bitchy-gossipy-bitchy-self-indulgent girls. But I mean, come on, that's what ballet makes you. I miss GUYS.

4. Mon francais est terrible. Une annee apres ma derniere classe de francais, j'oublie tout. C'est triste! Aussi, c'est impossible de passer un autre classe de francais dans le deux prochaines annees, parce que mon change de sujet. Encore, j'adore le langue, et meme si ce paragraphe n'est pas coherente, c'est bon que j'essaie. Je vais lire les novels de Harry Potter en francais. Peut etree cela va m'aider.

5. There is no five.

6. New nattily.org is coming soon. I don't like it much, but I really don't like the current one, and my creativity is just at an all time low. I have to wait until I can get the right software onto this computer to do everything, but it should be pretty soon, because every time I go to my own site, it grosses me out.

Labels: boys, cats, computers, French, lists, nattily