Bobby and I have been taking care of these kitties since they were wee little kittens, almost 7 months now. They are roughly a year old, maybe a little under that, and from the same litter.

Earlier this week, their brother got into rat poison or anti-freeze outside around the complex somewhere. I found him shaking and alone in the bushes and rushed him to an E-Clinic, but they were unable to do anything for him. It was, and still is, heartbreaking and I will never forget the little guy. (His name was Yayo.) After spending 2 days straight crying, I started planning.

I do not want the same thing to happen to his brother and sister, or any of the other kitties I have running around, but unfortunately, I do not have the space or resources to keep 3+ cats indefinitely.

I have leads trying to get them relocated to a barn, but also wanted to know if some kind, patient friend would be interested in taking them in and socializing them. They are kind, but a little skittish, and both very small for adult cats. One likes to be petted, and purrs when you love on him, the other will need a little more work on trust.

They are terrified of dogs and run at the first sight of them.

They are scheduled for spay/neuter surgeries, deworming, and FlHV and Leukemia testing this coming Tuesday and will be living with me until I can place them in homes or at a barn safely AWAY from someplace as dangerous as an apartment complex. I would prefer not to separate them, as this is going to be a traumatic enough experience as it is.

This is all provided everything tests out OK at the vet, but the more interest I can get the better.

If you are interested, please bear in mind that socializing even a semi-feral cat is not easy and will take lots of time and patience, but can be very rewarding!

Below are pictures. The pair that I am trying to adopt out are the black and white tuxedos.

What site(s) do you guys use to cut your own ringtones and send them?

Trustworthy?  Which are free and which aren't?

Thanks

<3

megacon.

WHO'S GOING?

most importantly, i want to cosplay akatsuki!itachi.

is anybody interested in doing group or smallgroup naruto?

OR AT MINIMUM SOMEONE BE MY SHARKMAN-NINJA.

crossposting to facebook. ♥


 

I'm sorely lacking in good ichiishi stories and/or doujin.  Wah.

MI was alright-- quiet, but that's okay.  I worry about my mom, she never used to be afraid of flying, but on Friday, she was supposed to go see my grandparents and got ALL THE WAY to the airport, and chickened out and ended up coming home. :/  She would have last time too if I wasn't with her.  I don't know, is that just a thing that comes with age?

My hell week is finally over and I just have 1 final essay and finals to study for, and I can't say that I'm unhappy about that.  I still need to register for classes and I have emails out to professors that have yet to be answered, but hey, whatever.

I also spent the whole afternoon watching Lord of the Rings on TBS. D:  It was like.  9 hours.  10 maybe.  MY PRECIOUSSSS.

Class tomorrow, woe is me.

KAKASHI, NOOOOO.

discuss.

Obama won-- +1

Florida Amendment 2 passed-- Woe.  Insert mad ranting about hypocrites and alternate lifestyles and so on and so forth.

Honest question.

IF you are against gay marriage/civil unions, why?

EDIT: I kind of fangirled out and forgot girl!love in my subject line.  In all honesty, if you love someone, fucking marry them.  I'm going to go out on a limb and say that if you're in an emotionally stable 3-way, GO FOR IT TOO.  HELL. /rant

I rescheduled my advisement appointment today.  BOOHISS. 

My essay is finished. HUZZAH.

My O Key is basically brken.

AND I GOT THE FABLED 10/10 ON DR. WALKERS MOST RECENT ESSAY.

WIN.

WIN.

WIN.

GO VOTE.

out.

really, too much 4chan, or too much time spent on really horrible internet humor, or something.  i think i'm turning into a dude.
LOLOLOL. IT'S NOT EVEN THAT FUNNY WHAT IS MY PROBLEM?  I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING.  OKAY MAYBE IT'S FUNNY.

okay.  I lost track of time and started writing this 2 hours ago.

I don't even know anymore. *-*  NEVERMIND.

and such.  i roll 20's. when it matters. end of story.

also i can see again.  glasses, huzzah.

move starts on friday.  would rather go to the theatre with rachel, but whatever i guess.

time for bed.  my list of doom is slowly getting smaller.  ever so slowly.

• Moveout date: October 17, pack shit.
• See Dr. Long tomorrow during office hours
• Independent study paper by end of October
• Topics for final project for Americas class by Friday (FORGOT)
• Find somewhere to intern for Spring
• Track down registration dates for Spring if I can't find somewhere to Intern
• Email Dr. Barber about letters of recomendation
• Email FPAN
• Out of print manga + Sega CD + ebay + ???? = PROFIT
• Make phonecalls/address changes for apartment shit
• Call Rachel back tomorrow or Fri. about Sunday
• Eye appointment Tuesday
• D&D Saturday
• Anthro. Thought Midterm next Wed.
• Ethnology of North American Indians test next Thurs.

 http://staplerkombat.ytmnd.com/

I have a lot to do in the next week.  Really.

How is it that I can find nothing better to do than track down every bit of Ichigo -x- Ishida smut and otherwise fluffy manga in existence, read fanfics with a side of schoolwork and stuff my face with tacos? Class too but that's kind of a given.

Perhaps a list will help.  I don't know.

• Moveout date: October 17, pack shit.
• See Dr. Long tomorrow during office hours
• Independent study paper by end of October
• Topics for final project for Americas class by Friday
• Find somewhere to intern for Spring
• Track down registration dates for Spring if I can't find somewhere to Intern
• Email Dr. Barber about letters of recomendation
• Email FPAN
• Out of print manga + Sega CD + ebay + ???? = PROFIT
• Make phonecalls/address changes for apartment shit
• Call Rachel back tomorrow or Fri. about Sunday
• Eye appointment Tuesday
• D&D Saturday
• Anthro. Thought Midterm next Wed.
• Ethnology of North American Indians test next Thurs.

The problem is ordering them correctly; I can't do the letters of Rec. if I'm not applying to gradschool for Fall '09 which I think is almost out of the question at this point.  Will be Fall '10 I think, or spring if they let me.

One thing at a time I guess.

Honestly this week has lifted so many stresses off of my shoulders that I feel like I can finally breathe again.  We have the new apartment, my first essay is turned in for my independent study, GREs are finished (although I'm not wholly pleased about my scores, I "passed" [ie exceeded minimum score requirements for all programs I plan to apply to] GREs, finished the stupid ass GRE prep class on Saturday mornings, and have a test to take tomorrow)

That's quite a load off; a lot that was really hanging over my shoulders.  No Bleach until the second week of October which makes me sad, and Dattebayo still hasn't released the hour Naruto Special (If I remember the manga correctly Asuma is gonna die, QQ) so I'm going through Anime withdrawl this week. Okay since I was writing this last night, it's out now but now the link to the torrent doesn't exist.  Yay.  They fixed it, huzzah, 26,000 possible seeds o.o;

The weather has been amazing the past couple days though and it's put me in a somewhat giddy mood.  I can't say it's unwelcomed.

Might go see a movie tonight but we can't agree on which; I want to see Burn After Reading and he wants to see Eagle Eye.  Maybe just dinner then.

because i had a doozy of a fucking weird ass dream last night.

so this is how it goes.

i'm in this caravan in a desert, going who knows where (it's something like hueco mundo for those who watch bleach; really exaggerated and black and white and complete with weird crescent moon and always night) and there's dali-like melting clocks and dead birds and skeleton animals and all kinds of weird shit where up is down and down is up and i'm riding a horse next to an old guy on a wagon.  i jump off the horse (which promptly poofs into non-existence) and onto the wagon with the old man and give him some snarky-smirk-smile and whip out some dice and ask if he wants to make a bet and play a dice-game. 

we never actually make a bet and i win, but i don't even know the rules, and the old man gives me this sad smile (and suddenly i'm not so snarky anymore) and says he'd rather not play again because he'll die.  and the whole caravan falls off a cliff into an ocean of blood where there are dead and mutiliated whales swimming around and i drown.

and then i wake up.

weirdest.  shit.  ever.

also i love my icon.

more on real life later.

fuck.

gres in t-minus 7 days; i don't feel ready.

then again, am i ever?

:/

I have problems.

Really, I just need to talk to Rachel, clear my head. She's the only one I trust myself with.  The only one I trust myself not to break.

I have a lot of regrets that I haven't really voiced over the past oh...

Wow.  10 years.  I'm starting to feel old. perhaps my first regret.  I look behind me and see this trail of shattered friendships.  Mainly boys.  Boys I dated.  Men now really, considering my age, but then they were boys.  Every relationship was friend, of a friend, of a friend.  All in the same circle.  I didn't care then.  I care now.  Shattered hearts. Maybe I'm giving myself too much credit though.

There are other people I miss too, but I can't bring myself to even think about it.  People are different now.  That was then.

I don't want to hurt people anymore.  But it's all I do.  I take my proverbial sledgehammer to my emotions and I beat them down and I don't share anything.  I like keeping my feelings to myself.  They don't hurt me, or anyone else, hidden away there.

Tired.  I'm just tired.  It takes a lot of effort to hide.  But I justified it; it takes more effort to fix things than to hide. (am I really that lazy?)

I made a wish once; "I wish I could just be me."  But who am I?  I don't know anymore.  For the past 5 years of my life I've been on auto-pilot.  In some self-induced haze just watching life go by and not really caring.  I still don't care.  But now I realize it.  What's the point of trying if you just live to die?  I'm sure there's an answer, somewhere.  I just haven't found it yet, so I'm still kind of just coasting.  Waiting for realization to dawn on me or someone to make me realize.  Someone(s).

For a long time I believed in fairy tales, and princes and princesses and knights and castles and belonging.  What a joke.  Why do they tell those fucking stories to kids anyway?

Once upon a time, I loved myself.  That was then.  I'd really like to know what happened.  How can I love another when I can't love myself?  I don't know.  I wish answers came easily but all they ever do is raise more questions.  Perhaps I should just be less cryptic.

We just have too many problems, he and I.

He can't trust.

I gave him a reason not to trust.  I guess; is exchanging emails with an ex-boyfriend a reason?  He claims it is.  All it was, was "Oh you're back from Iraq, I'm glad you didn't get any limbs blown off.  Nifty.  Bye." I said I wasn't talking to him anymore, so that was a lie, but all he does now is accuse me of cheating.  I can't take it.  It hurts to be accused of something almost daily that isn't true.  He didn't even bother to read the goddamn things.  If you're going to pry, do it all the way, christ.  Maybe you'd have had some piece of mind then.

I like being alone.  I like witty banter, and reading, and discussions on life and politics and the universe and the point of it all.  I like to pretend that I'm someone important, some great, amazing hero in my dreams.  Only in my dreams.

He can't stand it.  Any of it.

He says he knows nothing about me.  He's probably right.  Because I know nothing about me, how could he?

"Hi, my name is Molly, I like long walks in the park, hating myself, and beating my problems with my proverbial sledgehammer until I can safely pretend they don't exist..  Oh, we've been together almost 3 years but I thought you should know." 

Ridiculous.

/Head desk.  Over.  And Over.  And over.

Maybe if my brains are all over my table, it will all just go away.  Maybe.