Mopeds

Murphy is laughing again. I purchased a moped to putt putt around with on Oahu. Unbeknownst to me, the armed forces have strict rules for moped and motorcycle safety. The island is pretty lax. No helmet law yet.

Do you know how silly I look on a moped, let alone in full gear? I have to wear a helmet, gloves, shoes, pants, long sleeves, and a bright orange short bus vest. For a 50cc moped that only goes 35mph.

So now I have a nice 1800.oo moped with 186 miles, a helmet and vest. That I hate wearing.

Anyone on Oahu want to make an offer cause I am tired of Murphy laughing each time I try to get on base.

Oh, and the horn... its shameful!

The Aquisition of DVDs

Boring!...oh yah... so i finally figured out that my laptop takes dvd +R not -R like it said it would. *twitches at all the -R dvds she bought* i swear i hear Murphy giggling maniacally in the background. things are, well, the usual around here. I made some sugar free soft oatmeal and raisin cookies for dad ( the great diabetic), which apparently i'll have to make more of because he ate half of them in 7 mins! lets see...cats are fine... i found out this zep disinfectant i am using to clean the kitty room is having an effect on jelly. you'd think there was catnip in it... i checked, its not, and i have to put him in his carrier so he doesnt go ROLL in it while i am spraying everything. i think i have to agree with dad now...something is definately not right with that cat.

i got to witness another blowup between my sister and dad over my dads girlfriend. they are too much alike and just keep butting heads.right now she is (i hope) either at a friends, or her mother's house spending the night. this is just because she doesnt like his g/f now that they are dating and she is spending the night. *sigh* i dont know how to keep the peace. i really dislike conflict, especially family conflict. i have to remember how hard it was to talk to my mom again after what she did to our family, and keep that in mind when dealing with both of them. i just dont want to hurt their feelings, i can see both sides of the arguement... where is rodney king..."cant we all just get along??!!" blah. tops off a great week of me bombin two tests....and still havent gotten my ticket fixed.. and my stepdad is a cop!..ok done whining..

maybe now i can get some sleep tho, now that the blowup has occurred. no more worrying that its going to happen.

making butterfinger fudge next week for a triple b-day party at school. yay. going to bring some massage stones i made there to see if anyone is interested in marble massage stones. they are a pain to make- no wonder they are so expensive!*shakes fist at murphy- just cause* applied for a few no-brainer jobs... hope i get them just for the flexible hours.

gonna put sam an ninja in the house till after halloween. crazy kids here like to do stuff to animals on pumpkin day.

taught screamer to jump up into my arms while standing without him using his claws! yay. hes a big love bug. playful right now too. wonder what else to teach him....hmm..definately not "open the door" heh. i think jewles is preg. i hope when i studded jelly he figured out what to do. *ahem*.... christmas kitties?hmm.. maybe valentines kitties. i hope i get munchkins like jelly. stubby weenie kitties are cool.

migraines keep coming, combined with the ' im sleeping all the time but not getting good sleep" yah..woo. i need to de stress.

soyah..gonna make a backup copy of elfen lied..wooot. i love anime.

and dan you crazy brit, i send you fanservice mojo. just for you. be happy - like this :D
maybe when i can figure out region codes i can send you some samples of what i think you would like. ya dork.

goin to eat my sugar loaded chocolate chip oatmeal cookies..mmm.. *give murphy the finger*

Oh My Aching ...Something

So yet another A in another class. All hail 4.0 students that are poor. I did a triathalon free pre-massage for 6 hrs. It was great! I actually retained some of my Anat and Phys classes.woot! I worked IT bands, Glutes, Perifomis, gastrocs, soleus (soleii?), etc. I couldn't accept the tips they were giving me, so I gave them to the teacher (who was there) to go to the school. I forgot that i can only accept money for my studies that go directly to my tuition. duh. That was big bucks i made for the school that day too. Ah well, i had a great time, and learned alot. For instance, guys that shave their legs are easier to massage. All that fur gives hair burn if you dont use like a ton of oil or lotion (which we were doing dry with their clothes on) and can really make them slip off the table...just kidding. And everyone was sooooo happy to get a free massage! They were lined up all day! woot!They were sooo easy to massage too.
I felt really bad because during the massages (i got to talk to people from 49 states!), I joked with them by telling them the weatherman was always wrong here. I told them that if they didnt like the weather it could change in five minutes and usually did. It was 90's that day; the day of the triathalon, it rained and was like 70 for a high ( like i joked it would) and they got rained out! They came all that way too! Murphy got them. People should know better than to hang out with me. It rubs off.

Tomorrow i get to give free chair massage to social workers in a high crime area hospital. They see alot of shooting victims there. Thats not good, but the massage is. I have to find an alt route because Murphy had dictated that 5 of the 8 bridges that go across the river ( and to where i am going) are under construction at the same time and therefore closed. Compiled with the gas gouging, Murphy is having a heyday. gas has jumped 30+ cents in less than three days, and is expected to jump that much more to go way over 3.00 a gal. (chokes). I will have to make sure i have my uniform on so i dont get mistaken as a loose psych ward patient. Murphy would love that.

and to top off my wonderful month of august. I got a TICKET on AN EXIT RAMP!!! somehow even though you are slowing down, if it isnt quickly enough, they ticket you here. My first ticket! oh the joy! Its right up there with my first case of food poisoning. My precious.

You may send donations and psych ward straight jackets ( and pepsi). I know my classmates would love to tie me up and leave me somewhere, just to see what happens.

I'll let you know when i Houdini out of the jacket how things go. Maybe I can get Murphy in one...

inflammation

So i started school in May. Honor roll student (above 3.5... somewhere) *bows* *yawns*. I just started my anat. & phys II class. same instructor as I.*evil laugh* He looks like the child molester that i worked for a few years back. *shudders*, but thankfully is nothing like THAT man. I still get random urges to beat the heck out of him, due to his looks.

anyway... two classes ago, i had him. I led the class in a free for all "lets test boundaries" spree. we hid "bob" the skeleton, made fun of him, cracked jokes, arrived half hour late for 10 min breaks, veered wayyyy off subject, told corny jokes.Got good grades. And he liked us. scary. Kenny...the lone male in a class of 12 massage therapy students, came up with mooo-fossa (fossa is the boney stuff, and well..mufasa from lion king stuck...anatomy humor..go figure.)... we used that during tests at random intervals. childish i know.

today during our first day of APII, the teacher, ignoring me as usual cause i either smart back, answer correcly (while napping..its how i learn.. go figure) or tell jokes and narrate the class like Stadler and Waldorf (great muppets of their time!) asks the class about the skin (iguementary system. i spell horribly. deal.) and

"what are signs of inflammation?"

"red!" says one girl

"hot!" yells Kenny

"chili peppers!" i add...but apparently not as quiet as i thought... the girl next to me about falls out of her chair laughing. two kids across the room (of 17 students) hear and snickers also.

the teacher looks at me

I smile and bat my eyes

he pauses, cocks his head to the side, bats back, then ignores me agian.

whew. saved by my cute little self.

meanwhile, the new students are wondering what the heck just happened. I tell my deskmate that we have 5 more hours of this today(we were half an hour into the day). She busts out laughing again.

we only had 4 books for 17 people to share, as books werent ordered. (gee they are so WITH IT!) so she and i stuck random paper pieces with weird notes on them in the other person's book.

sadly, that distraction helps me learn, as i remember more, but it seems to have the opposite effect on everyone else.

sucks to be them.

i played some inflammation on the drive home.

of mice and moles

The uppity neighbor next door to dad is mellowing out. I caught Samauri and Ninja over there whilst parking in dads driveway. She was out. I thought for sure i was going to hear a half hour of "your dads cats sit on the porch and hiss at my cats inside my house".

"sorry! Sam, get your butt over here! You know that is NOT your yard"

"oh he's ok "

i blink. "if you find any presents on your front porch, sorry. They like to catch moles and things. I know some people dont like to wake up to that"

"oh, but thats a good thing for the lawn"

who took her body and replaced her??? blink. " uhh...yah, i can see that.. just wanted to warn you. Nin, get your furry black butt over here!"

he swishes down the driveway, onto the sidewalk, and onto the other driveway. i swear he was a human once. Sam is looking up at me "mew merow mew emew meow?" and stands on his back legs.

"ok sam, you were good, i saw the two moles." i pet him, then ninja wants pets.

the uppity neighbor looks at me like im some sort of witch. heh..."ill freak her out", i think..

"come on guys, go on up to the door and ill be up after i get my stuff from the car"

"mereowierr merow" says sam, and they trot off with bushy tails in the air to the door.

Neighbor backs into house.

poor neighbor, she has dumb cats..

Next morning, i get the pleasure of being the first to see the one-winged (one was tasted) creature they gifted the house with. A bat. Not a starling, sparrow , cardinal, or bunnies this time. a bat. must not have been too tasty. glad they have their shots.

we are still wondering how they CAUGHT the bat.

Screamer june 29

Well... I did it again. There is now a little furball the size of my hand. My hands are not big. He is the only surviver of 7 kittens. Siamese, flame point. Slightly crossed eyes... i have a thing for those. I got him out of that evil house where the two kids had already cut his whiskers. He is supposed to be 6 wks, but looks like a runty 4. distended belly, barely walks, scared. dirty.

Kitten massages, replacement milk and kitten moist food, along with kitty vitamins. lots of pets, love and a temporary cage for the little houdini. I had to put him in dads garage (no cars in there or anything, and all dad said was "dear god how do you sleep??!!"

"what?"

"That cat!"

"i left him for 6 hrs, didnt you feed him???!!!" im gettin mad now

"the *(^^% thing was screaming all night!"

"oh that. thats nothing. He calms down when you hold him all the time"

" i am not his mother! he needs to grow up!"

"hes a cat, not a kid. I put him on my shoulder while i am walking around. Great neck warmer and the purrs are like a massage"

"beck...you need help. you have no life"

yeah...

*fairywand* its now aug 1

kitten has almost tripled in weight, doubled in size, and color points are starting to fill in. got some ear mites still. but we are working on that. he no longer is scared of people, runs like a banshee, and loves pets and walks on my shoulder.

he has a fozzy bear stuffed animal that is hooked to a rope for him to "sic" and swing on. fozzy is losing the fight.

screamer is a very happy kitty now. still have to keep him from jelly.

hes gonna be a little lion.

Gay cats and Massage

Yep...Totally stupid. I am attempting to change my schedule to days, and take on massage therapy training. This will be interesting. If I get the financial aid to do it. I have plenty of "volunteers" for massages. I told them I think they have to go to the school and pay a few bucks to do that. Has not deterred them in the least. Hope I get the day job, and aid, and do well in class to certify my nationally. So hopefully in six months I will be doin hot rock massages and cool stuff. Wish me luck, i'll need it.

Easter was fun. I didn't get screwed this year. But that is because the Easter bunny did not come to the house or dads. Tradition has it that the EB leaves plastic eggs full of candy, change, paperclips, rubber bands, bolts, nuts, and you guessed it...screws. Yes, even at our age...makes us feel young and stuff. And they like to laugh at me. Somehow every year I get screwed. One year the EB felt sorry, and put out two screws...You guessed it...I got screwed twice! My family laughed and said there was no way they could have planned THAT! A whole year of..."You got screwed TWICE!" "haha". Glad I am easygoing. Makes you wonder if Lizzie Borden had the same EB.

In other news...

My dad's cats are gay. I did not know that there was any hitherto documentation of homosexuality in the animal kingdom for recreational sex. Apparently...Ninja is trying to "convert" samurai to his gay lifestyle.Samurai isn't too happy. I don't think I would mind it so much, if they weren't littermates. So yah, incestuous gay cats. Poor samurai got bit on the ear and has had a huge golfball sized abscess under the bite. It was drained, and he is on broad spectrum antibiotics. Dad is not happy that Ninja has hurt his brother. This beautiful cat may lose his ear now. Yah, that bad.

So does that make Ninja an S/M incestual gay kitty?Hmmm...

sounds like a blockbuster cannes film to me...

It's Raining Gnus... or something...

Yeah. It's amazing the people you meet in the ER. While i was trapped in the hole (it's really the admit desk...people just forget we are alone there.. and there is no bathroom.. or microwave) one of the patients found a captive audience. Me. I listened to 6 hrs of his life. I work 10 hr shifts. This was while trying to check in other patients. Then, Janet the tech- bless her evil pornagraphic gun toting heart, yelled

"hey beck, aren't you single?" while walking by. A slow death by fire ant torture was too good for her after that. I now have his cell, home, and some other friends number. yah..never date people that come in to the ER... they are there for a reason. Believe me.

on a happier note, the unit secretary i only kinda dont like almost barfed. It was great. I brought in some diafuku (japanese rice flour/dumplingy thing with red bean past in the middle..its an aquired taste) and got her to try it. i think she turned three shades of green. heheeh *evil grin*

in other news gary the gnu was found in michael jacksons closet...er...oops i am thinking out loud and onto posts again... ignore that...

i sold my gliders *tears up all girly-like*. i miss them.. i almost cried and threw myself on the car as their new parents drove away. i just can't work my hours and be sick all the time and give them the love and attention they need. and they *Loved* their new parents. after all that work with the rescues, and how they were so timid, to see them jumping all over these two people was amazing. They've come a long way. So, no more rescues for a while. No more degus, chinchillas, rats,mice, hamsters, or whatever else i find(am given) or want to drag home. my zoo now numbers 3. But i must admit i sleep like the dead now. It was weird waking up without animal noises,wheels, smells (food and musk) and actually not being woken up by the gliders harrassing my cat.

So now i have to get rid of all the extra wire cages/habitrails, glider food, rep-cal,etc. some is on ebay, which i have to fight for to get on, as my sister hogs my phoneline with her puter. and her ebay... she is selling her yaoi to pay for her car, a lifter is bad. yah, you can imagine the fights going on here for the puters.

On a super happy muppet note; i am up for a three day weekend. WOOOOOOOOO!sweet. Since i missed the world of wheels when it came to town last week, i will have to settle for the home show. Don't knock it, you can get some gnarley yardsticks to have jedi fights with. even more fun and dangerous if you have a huge trampoline(which is probably why my insuance hasa high ER copay). Hopefully this weekend there will be car cruises. I miss fresh paint and high octane fuel fumes, and the loping of a badass engine. Somehow, chimchims have never appealed to me, i guess its because they dont sound like monsters.hmm..

well i better get back to work and stuff... if i dont write in here ever again....im riding mafia in that guys trunk.... or floating down the river...or hey i won the lottery and am somewhere warm with no phone or laptop...

and gary gnu is reporting about me

Sesame Street

I hate my mom. She left a text message :"remember the ladybug song?". I guess she couldnt remember the lyrics. This whole past week I have been singing it. Somehow i still have my job. I told one of my co-workers to kill me now.

"why?"

"Because i have the "ladybug picnic song" STUCK in my HEAD!!"

she thought it was funny.

it's one of those songs that just never go away, that never end. at least, for me. Soon i will be joining my patients in a nice white love-me jacket and a padded room for one will be my new home.

Wait till i start singing the pinball song, or c is for cookie, or would you like to buy an o. At least i entertain the patients, and coworkers.

...they had twelve sacks so the went sack racing....

kill me now