Intermission of my hiatus

I fell off the internet lately. That's allowed to not make sense, I don't think straight when I'm sick. I just got a new computer. Not for fun, and not because I'm spoiled. My other one died.

So I've been super quiet lately, for all 0 people who care, and I won't really update again until after exam week, at which point I will be entering my final semester of classes in college. Unless I go back and go to graduate school. Who knows.

I just felt sad for ignoring my blog. My other one is updated, the foster one, but that's because that one helps people. Or, it's supposed to.

Anyway, throwing tradition out the window for this post. No quote, no picture, no time to find them!

Cheers,
Kayla, Lana, and Sierra

We’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?

One of my favorite quotes from Doctor Who AKA One of the best shows EVER. [Image source.]

 
I have a wonderful friend who works very hard in the "business" of dog rescue who convinced me to catch up on my fostering blog. Thus, this blog fell by the wayside. I'd save myself the trouble and combine them, but frankly I don't want to spam the people who just want to read about dogs with my personal geek crack. That's right, geek crack. And Pinterest contains my geek LSD, which actually sounds a lot more fun. I don't do drugs, but if I did...

Kidding. (Mostly.) *Mandatory "drugs are wack" statement.*

Anyway, if you WANT to check it out, it's a different DreamBigBarkLoudly. I know, I'm really creative. That's also my Tumblr and some of it is my Pinterest name. Yes, I'm the girl who finds something delicious at a restaurant and then orders the same thing every time.

So for those of you living under a rock, it's November. And a great November so far! Obama won (which I honestly do feel for about half the country who isn't excited, and will offer my condolences. I PROMISE the president does not actually have enough power to take the country down from the inside and destroy its moral fabric. Trust me. I took high school government. Checks and balances and whatnot.) And it's NaNoWriMo!! I've known about National Novel Writing Month (November, obviously) for years thanks to the fanficiton community.

Anyway, this year is the first year I've even been remotely successful in participating. Despite having a sad lack of free time, I'm further this year than any other year. How? Well I've written an outline! That's the skeleton of the novel! It doesn't matter that it sucks (I'm my toughest critic), it's still a step in the right direction.

I thought today was my lucky freaking day, too. I found a smashed smartphone on the ground. I'm an optimist, and I thought I could replace the screen and get a free phone, but alas, it won't work on my carrier. Still not a BAD day, but I still have to pay for a phone soon. Ah well. I didn't feel like I deserved that kind of incredible karma anyway. I would have owed the universe something, and I'm not one for debts.

Oh! And I found something amazing at World Market. I think I'll need to post a picture, because words can't describe it as well as the colorful cartoons on the box.

Do you see? Lana is so excited she's licking the dang box!

Cheddar.Bacon.Popcorn. Somebody actually invented this. And I couldn't not buy it! I'm so excited to try it. I don't even think I can wait for my mom to come up and visit (this seems right up her alley). I'll let you know how it goes.

However, now I gotta get going and try to catch up on my "novel". Or my homework. Whichever wins out. Let the battle begin!

Much love,
Kayla, Lana, and Sierra

I’ve had it with this school, Skinner. Low test scores, class after class of ugly, ugly children…

From http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/superintendent-chalmers?before=1303171522

Source: tumblr.com via Kayla on Pinterest

Oh how I've missed blogging. Or have I missed procrastinating? Either way, it's good to be back! I'm finally done with midterms, though I'm still behind on homework. I'm gonna count that as a win. Because I'm an optimist.With a violent streak. Which is, apparently, possible.

I'm also kind of full of myself (what blogger isn't?). I keep looking at my Pinterest boards and thinking man, I am awesome. If you like nerdy stuff and superhero stuff, you might be interested in checking it out. Or if you're too cool, that's fine too. I don't really care.



My new foster dog is settling in very well. She is a sweet (possibly older) mix named Sierra.She's awesome, but it's starting to look like I'm going to have her longer than planned. Which isn't great. She eats a lot, and I'm on a budget.

It takes her so long to eat she has to lay down to do it.

So, my mother sent me a Halloween package, including costumes for the girls. They tried them on tonight, and I must say they are too cute!

Lana the butterfly

Sierra the flower

They are ready for our Halloween party next Friday, and so am I! Halloween is my FAVORITE holiday. I always try to decorate and last year I even carved a pumpkin! Granted, it was the first pumpkin I had ever carved, so it didn't look as glorious as I imagined, but I am still rather proud of it. It was a wolf howling next to a tree. WAS. I carved the tree too thin and it broke off. My bad.  ^-^

I shall do better this time.

Oh and guess what! No guesses? Lame. I get to mark something off my bucket list!! Earlier this week, I purchased tickets to see Muse live in concert!! They'll be in Tampa towards the end of February, so my mum and I are going to our third mother-daughter concert! (My boyfriend has horrible taste in music, so I have to go with momma.) I'm past the angry teenage years, so it's really not that bad. I am super excited!

Muse isn't the only thing I'm looking forward to, though. I'm also pretty amped about MegaCon next year. (March maybe? Not sure, I need to look it up.) I found out recently one of my cousins (who lives in a different part of Florida) will be attending. This does two things, 1: perhaps I'll see her, and I haven't seen her in years, 2: it showed me there are at least four of us that are nerds deep down. That's pretty exciting to me. My immediate family always teased me rather not nicely about my taste in television, movies, books, etc., so it's nice to be in good company.

And, last but not least, I am about to make a large purchase. $80 for a hoodie. Now why would I spend that much on a hoodie? Because it is AWESOME. The designer is ordering a small batch and recommending people order in advance so their size is available, and I thought I'd be just a horrible person if I didn't share the opportunity with my fellow nerds.

The image links to the site where you order, if you're interested.

 This hoodie looks suspiciously familiar. Not in a copyright infringing way, of course, but in an awesome way. Do you see it? It looks a little like my favorite superhero. Any guesses who that is?

I'm ordering one tomorrow after I double check what size I am. (Something tells me this jacket isn't exactly for those of us with the XX chromosome, so I'm carefully measuring everything before I blow half a paycheck on this.) Anyway, if you want one, we can be twinsies. We'll never ever see each other, but that's okay. We'll be long distance twinsies.


Given that it is election season in the U.S., I will leave you on an awesome note.

I love my country. I love other countries too, but you know this is great.

Much love,
Kayla, Lana, and Sierra

Oh, have you not heard? It was my understanding that everyone had heard.

Yes, I am replacing my usual picture with a video. Quote is from Family Guy, and you can enjoy it with me. (Is it stuck in your head? U mad bro?)


So have you heard the news? That Chick-Fil-A is no longer supporting anti-gay groups that promote violence and hatred? I heard. I'm pretty darn pleased. Aaaaaannnnnnddddddd...

I've spent (wasted) my free time today watching the Chick-Fil-A Facebook page figuratively explode. It's hilarious. There were more than a few very nasty people on Facebook. I even saw the actual quote: "Gay marriage will NEVER be a reality in all states either way." You know what? I don't believe that. I believe, in the end, people are more good than bad, that they have more love than hate. Eventually, I have FAITH that gays will have the same rights as straight people. Civil rights has always been a tough battle, but always worth it. As a woman, I can attest to that. I am SO grateful to my long gone relatives who fought to make sure I could work, go to school, vote, etc. There were many strong women in my family, who went to college when it was still uncommon, and who excelled in careers previously held mostly by men. I have (mostly) equal rights, and while I'm working to protect those, which for some reason are in danger thanks to a certain political party which shall remain unnamed, I work to give others the same rights. Do you love someone? Then be with them! Do you pay all the same taxes I do? Then you should get the same rights and benefits! 
 
Now, according to some of those people on Facebook, I am both perverted and not a "real" Christian.

You hear that, God? Better watch out, I'm comin'!

In all seriousness though, it is a bit disheartening to be a liberal living in the Southern United States. I love so many things about my Southern culture, but I do NOT like being lumped and stereotyped with all the "bible thumpers" and the "right wing nutjobs". I do, however, like be VINDICATED, I AM SELFISH, I AM WRONG, I AM RIGHT, I SWEAR I'M RIGHT, I SWEAR I KNEW IT ALL ALONG!!!!!

ahem. I apologize. I'm done. This song is just my victory tune for today. I have hope that when in the hands of the people, politics can CHANGE things. I feel like our boycott helped, and it feels incredible. The world is slowly changing. Here's to hoping it's going in the right direction.

Cheers!

Kayla and Lana

P.S. Stayed tuned, I'm supposed to get another temporary foster soon. I am officially designating my apartment as a sort of halfway house for dogs going through heart worm treatment!

I prefer a vehicle that doesn’t hurt Mother Earth. It’s a go-cart, powered by my own sense of self-satisfaction.

Today's quote courtesy of The Simpsons. Again. Perhaps it's about time I start watching some new shows and movies?


I don't think I mentioned I had some recent car trouble.

For some reason, in the middle of summer in Florida, my air conditioner decided to commit suicide. Sad story really, but as selfish as it is, I was more concerned about myself than my deceased AC. And here's the fun part. The reason you don't buy a European car. To fix both my AC and go ahead and change my oil (while the car was somewhat disassembled), cost me approximately $650. It also cost my boyfriend a good night's sleep, since he had to drive Lana and me to work the next morning at 7:00 am.

But that's not the end. I thought it was, but it's not. Yesterday, I had to take my car in again, because for some reason, when it rained, the floor of my passenger seat became a puddle. One day and just over $100 later, I find out it's because so dang leaves clogged up something. Not sure what, but I am pretty sure my boyfriend and I could have cleaned it out without that insane fee.

It's safe to say, I'm not in love with my car right now.

My car's name (Black Jack) is a lot less cute when I lose money on it. Then it's just irritating.

I did have some good news, however. Today at work, I met the girlfriend of a guy who used to live in my building. She recognized my dog (and therefore me), because apparently her boyfriend loved Lana!

My Lana?! He must be mistaken. But no! She says he thought she was beautiful, and when he moved out he kept his eyes out for us because he wanted to give her a bone his dog didn't want.

I had always assumed only her momma thought she was beautiful!

I am shocked. Honestly! My dog. She doesn't even like men, I can't imagine one likes her! But I guess, if it's true, that's probably the nicest thing I've ever heard.

You wanna make someone feel AMAZING? Compliment their child. Or in my case, my dog.



One of us has got to run to class, the other will continue her nap. Can you guess which is which?
Kayla and Lana

It was delicious! Everything was delicious…Everything was EXACTLY as delicious as everything else.

Apparently, Fresh Prince of Bel-Air is on TBS in the mornings. Yay for reliving your childhood!

You know what's gross?
Melted bubble gum.
You know what I just ate?
If you guessed left over Chinese take-out, you were right. Also, if you guessed melted gum, you were right.

While we're talking about gross things, let me just mention the work load English majors have. No, it's not a hard major. Yes, sometimes people look down on me for being an English/Psychology major (without realizing I'm likely smarter than they are). But you know, we NEVER STOP! There's so much reading! And not reading fun things. You've got to keep in mind, I spend my free time reading, but it's fanfiction. It's far more interesting than "The Pioneers", and FAR shorter than "Moby Dick". Okay, okay. It's not just fanfiction. I read actual books, too. But still!

Futurama's version of Moby Dick was more compact than the original, and I bet it's more interesting, too.

This past weekend was the first weekend since school started again, and it didn't quite hit me fast enough that I didn't have time to actually enjoy my "free time". So while I did, indeed, enjoy it, I'm behind already. Not to mention, I'm exhausted. And I don't even have a foster dog right now!

I do want another foster, but I don't know when, or with what group. I'm considering joining a new rescue, but I'm not sure which one. There's a Golden Retriever rescue, a Collie/Sheltie rescue, an Aussie rescue, and a Husky rescue nearby. I'm graduating in like, 8 months though, so I have to make sure I don't accidentally sign up for something too long term.


I had just found myself a Pyrenees to take, but I'm getting kinda screwed over. Since I'm still a bit irritated about it, I'll save you the pain of another angry-Kayla-rant. (You're welcome.)

What I will do however is make a note of how awesome my boyfriend is. I swear, I get butterflies when he starts talking about how he doesn't understand how someone could possible cheat on someone else. And the fact that both he and I are out in the open about being pro gay rights (despite our families being a bit more old fashioned) is great. I love that he respects a woman's choice as her own. Not to mention, even though he doesn't LOVE me fostering, he doesn't stop me, and even helps me. Hell, he even fostered a dog on his own! He loves my dog like his own, and when I cry he hugs me and takes me either to Logan's (for their DELICIOUS rolls) or a fro-yo/ice cream shop. I may not always realize how great he is, but I really lucked out.

Clementine, my boyfriend's foster. Super sweet, it's no surprise she was adopted in a heartbeat.

 
While I hope to update one more time this weekend (since I now have Mondays off!), I will go ahead and end this post so I can move on with my life.

Much love,
Kayla and Lana

P.S. Did you recognize Lana is the picture? She's the black and white one in the background. Fun fact: the Boxer behind Clementine is her best friend.

It takes a little time to get back into the swing of things.

 Very fitting quote, courtesy of The Dark Knight Rises.

I think it was Alfred who said that, but you have no idea how hard it was to post a picture that WASN'T Joseph Gordon-Levitt. He's just so good looking. He seems nice too. And funny. And perfect.....

So, I suppose I'm off my hiatus, if you want to call it that.

I've been spending my time online, just not on this blog. How sad.
I have, however, "discovered" Pinterest, Polyvore, and Tumblr. Not to mention I've seen a few movies, coughTHEDARKKNIGHTRISEScough, worked several extra shifts (to pay for those movies), and cared for my foster, Elvis. So, while I haven't been as productive as I should I have been, I've not WASTED my time too badly.

Also, I've been following the whole Chick-fil-a fiasco, and I have opinions. ((Oh wow, holy crap, a blogger with opinions? So shocking!))

Personally, I don't eat either. But I do have a copycat Chick-fil-a recipe I'm excited to try. Healthier, cheaper, and pro-equality. Yay!

I am very proud to be a human being who stands up for animal welfare, a straight woman who stands up for the right for homosexuals to marry, and a common person who stands up for common sense. I cannot patronize any business that donates money to hurt other people and limit the rights of their friends and neighbors. So this week I had to drive by Chick-fil-a, stomach growling, and ignore the constant nagging in my head about how yummy their food is. I can do better. (Unfortunately, I also boycott KFC in the name of animal welfare, so I have Zaxby's and Pop Eye's left. Please for the love of God - and yes I am Christian - do not ruin those for me!)

So, I am very curious to see what comes of this chaos. Thankfully, I follow the very hilarious George Takei on facebook, and being a gay rights activist he keeps me up to date.

Until then, I'll end this thought on a good note.

THE DARK KNIGHT RISES.

That was good. Saw it at the midnight premiere as well as the next night. (I am not anywhere near Colorado, though my heart goes out to the victims. As fellow Batman fanatics, I feel like "some of my own" were lost that night.)

Now, I have to run to work, I've had a couple of hectic weeks in a row, and thank goodness it's almost my birthday/mini vacation.

Much love!

Keep moving! Keep moving! Don't lose interest! One foot in front of the other and the next thing you know, you're running!



I know he's got extra legs in Camp Half Blood, but is it wrong to think it's funny the guy in the wheel chair says this quote? Anyway, yay Percy Jackson! I really must read those books.

Remember how I said I was going to foster that beautiful Aussie, Fagan? That wasn't true. Another rescue got dibs on him. But, that doesn't mean I didn't get someone! Everyone, meet Elvis!

Elvis was one of five dogs at a high kill shelter confiscated from their owner and held in quarantine for a cruelty case. (Apparently, 14 dogs total were involved, but I only heard of five being at the shelter. No clue what happened to the others.) All five dogs had just five days to find rescue or adopters or they would be put to sleep. Every single one was saved!

Elvis, originally named Blue, came to me on Saturday around noon. He was dirty and stir crazy from being locked in a kennel for more than a month without setting foot on grass! When he and Lana first me, they wanted to play right away, but, much to my dismay, because he was only neutered Friday, Elvis still has too much testosterone and was crushing pretty hard on Lana. She doesn't put up with that. (That's my girl!)

They've had a few squabbles, but I think they should be fine. Elvis behaves awesome in a crate and so far hasn't destroyed anything or peed inside (knock on wood!). Tomorrow I'll take him to the store and buy him a collar.

Tomorrow's going to be busy. I'm not excited. Tons of homework, my first day volunteering at a local wildlife sanctuary, my first full day with Elvis, and spending time with the bf.


It's unfortunate that I have just too much to do. This post has taken several days to write. I have two and a half weeks of my super crammed six week semester left, and there's a least one paper due every Friday from now on. If you guessed that I haven't started this week's yet, you're right.



Oh dang, update. I had said that after Elvis was adopted, I would take one of two different dogs already in the rescue, either Shia or Jake. Turns out Shia can't handle stairs due to recovery from hip surgery (and my apartment has no elevator) and apparently Jake was put to sleep. If I hadn't saved Elvis, Jake would be alive. But then Elvis might not be. And if I hadn't saved either, both would probably be dead. Not to mention, pretty much all that's left to foster after Elvis is gone is either pit bulls or bulldogs. I'm just not a bully breed fan. I won't stop others from getting them, but I don't want one. I like Spitzes and herding breeds and spaniels and retrievinig breeds and.......  But, no sense in worrying about that now. Maybe I'll take a cat or something. We'll see.

I've also cut my finger. It slows me down just a little. For some reason it bleeds quickly, for a pretty small cut.

Last thing before I have to go and work: I will possibly start a second blog (linked from this one) for people who want to hear about my dogs but don't really care about my personal life. It's okay, I understand. I'm not horribly insulted. I mean, I think you're an idiot, because my personality is awesome, but it's cool. If I do, I'll post it from somewhere conspicuous on here. No, to go write papers about the least linear books in history. (Nadja, Mumbo Jumbo, Vas: An Opera in Flatland. Yay college level English!)

Much love,
Kayla, Lana, and Elvis (even though lana and Elvis are actually asleep)

Who died and made you fucking king of the zombies?

Shaun of the Dead - My favorite zombie movie. (Maybe. There are a ton of good ones.)

This seems appropriate. This way, I can blend in with everyone else making a cheap zombie apocalpse  joke about the man in Miami, the other man in New Jersey, the dude in Canada, and even the fellow in Maryland. But the thing is, I don't think it's appropriate. I do have a sense of humor, but I get offended at times, and I guess now is that time.

I read an article (if you want to see it, just click the word "article" - no, not that one, the one earlier in the sentence), discussing the zombie meme not being an appropriate response to this situation, and it really straightened me out. Actually, the author mentioned two huge problems, one being that these jokes, which are distant to you, are probably unimaginably hurtful to the victims, their family, and their friends, the other being that the people who committed these atrocities, as horrible as they are, needed help.

If I may quote the author about a man who recently killed several strangers in Seatle: "According to his family, the man had a concealed weapons permit and a history of mental illness." Why is that ever okay? I can't think of a single instance where that is NOT a bad idea. When I was in middle school, two students at our school - one a dear friend of mine - were shot and killed by their father. He had history of Depression, Alcoholism, and domestic violence, yet he still had a gun. There was even a restraining order against him. Whether or not hindsight is 20/20, people should have seen that coming. Guns do NOT mix with mental instability, alcohol, or other drugs. I'm not saying we need to outlaw guns. (I might like that idea, but realistically I know it would never happen and there's no sense pushing for it. Mother always told me to pick my battles!) What I am saying, however, is that it should be more difficult to get a gun than it is. Hell, it should be harder to get a driver's license than it is! (Pretend as though I didn't recently get a speeding ticket as I complain about bad drivers.) People fight for their right to bear arms, but why? Do they think guns are toys or decoration or something to show status? They are weapons. Guns were created for the purpose of KILLING. That's not something just anyone should be able to have without serious psychological testing. Especially a concealed weapons permit. That's just fucking stupid that he had one.

Now I've made myself quite sad. That doesn't solve anything...

It's no mystery. I obviously have the flu coupled with sudden-onset Tourette's syndrome.

That's right, another Big Bang quote!

I was reading for class when I heard my dog making the strangest noises. I glanced over at her to see she was sitting by the door, a cloth publix bag sitting atop her head. I laughed out loud and the clown turned her head in my direction (I could tell despite her bag-helmet), and sat still for a moment, as if wondering what to do. Unfortunately, before I could snap a picture, she threw the bag from her head, pretending as though she hadn't been playing around like a kid in a refrigerator box.

I did get some other pictures to show off her dorkiness though. Enjoy!

Lana is the doofus on the right. She had hurt her paw, like, 5 minutes before the dogs' photo shoot, so she spent the entire time looking sad with her ears back and her paw hanging limp in the air. But the moment we changed the sets she was running around the room with a squeaky toy. Little ham. I think she takes after me.



On another note, I've found another dog I want to foster. My parents' dog will be going back home with them this weekend and I will have room! He's an Australian Shepherd named Fagan. He's beautiful. I e-mail my rescue today offering to foster if they are willing to pull, but even if they won't pull, I will find a way. You know how it is: you find one that you just fall in love with, and you'll find a way.

Fagan, from a shelter in the panhandle of Florida (Chipley)

So, now I am enjoying my first long weekend in a while (work is closed tomorrow and both work and school are closed on Monday!!). I am one happy girl. My parents are coming up for a couple of days, but I will be painting and playing video games and reading and playing with my fancy camera and riding my boss's horse and probably doing homework too. Oh, and that course I have to take because apparently if I get a speeding ticket they think I don't know how to drive. How wrong they are! If I sped without dying, I'm obviously quite good at driving!

I'll be back!
Kayla, Lana, and Desi

Are you online or just pouting?

Like your typical American student, I borrowed this from Wikipedia

So I have had bad car luck lately. I drove 4 hours home on Friday to spend the weekend with my parents, right after handing in my 7 weeks notice at my second job (I like to plan in advance). Not even 2 hours into the drive, I got my first speeding ticket. Boo!
During my stay at my parents' place, I washed and waxed Black Jack (my car) until he looked nice and shiny. On the drive back to school/my apartment, I hit a crap ton of bugs, several storms, and a fucking kamikaze rabbit. Or, something. I'm just guessing it was a rabbit. Normally, when I see dead animals on the side of the road, I feel really sad. I'm an animal lover, you see. But this time, I was just pissed. What stupid animal runs in front of the only damn car on the road? Especially when that car is going about 70 miles an hour? What the hell?! Let me just say, I'm a big believer in natural selection-survival of the fittest-Darwinism, whatever you want to call it. And that rabbit had to have been inbred or something if he was stupid enough to try what he did. Bad for the rabbit, bad for my car, but I suppose good for the future rabbit population.
Anyway, I realized today my bumper under tray thingie (obviously I'm not the mechanic type of girl) is busted. Like I can really afford to fix that! Add up my speeding ticket, my recent diagnostic blood work at the doctors, and whatever this bumper will cost me (or hopefully my insurance company), and I bet I'll be wishing I hadn't resigned from my second job.  =(

It may not look quite this bad, but this is how it felt. Damned suicidal wildlife.

Good news is I saved these guys some effort. It had to have been the were-rabbit.  It was huge, the Godzilla of rabbits!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
Onto brighter news...
I generally keep up with one kiddie, cartoon-y show at a time. My parents think it's stupid, but I love it. Okay, I guess I actually have a couple (if you count Naruto Shippuden). But that's not the point! It was Teen Titans (which I miss), then it was [the first] Avatar the Last Airbender (which I also miss), then Ben 10; now I guess I've adopted Young Justice. I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty excited about it. I love comic book stuff, but I feel like I'm about 30 years too far behind to start reading any series, so this is the best I've got.  =/  And yes, I do bet it's more accurate than the recent blockbusters, but believe me, I watch those too.

If anybody ever asks, Robin is my favorite superhero. Ever. I like Batman too, but Robin/Nightwing? My love.

Oh! Forgot some less good news. In a previous post, I mentioned my desire to dye my hair pastel pink. In a compromise with my mother, who invited herself along to my salon appointment - but then paid for it, I got pink highlights instead. This involved dying my entire head of hair (I have too much natural red to look good with pink), bleaching strips, then highlighting them with Manic Panic Cotton Candy Pink.

 

I don't know what went wrong.


Was my amazing cosmetologist having a bad day?


Does Manic Panic actually suck?


Does my hair suck?


Well, strike that last question. Now it kind of sucks. It looked okay for a couple of days, but not anymore. I have to make a run to Sally's soon and buy some bleach and dye and just do it myself. I've watched a ton of video tutorials on how to do it, and for once I have the confidence to try something difficult myself. And, I must do it before school starts on Monday. That is my objective.

I suppose there is no point in lingering. Wish me luck with my hair and my car. I'll need it!

Much love,
Kayla, Lana, and Desi (my parents' dog, who I'm watching)

We've also got less popular "Nobody Poops But You".

Prepare yourselves, something amazing has happened. Twice now, I've fostered young puppies with tiny bladders, and it's driving me insane. You see, I live in an apartment, so I can't take the dogs out without getting dressed and walking down a hall with tons of neighbors who spend all day sitting in front of their peephole, judging me. So, understandably, it bugs me to have to go out every few hours. But today, today my foster puppy Banjo (I didn't name him, that's not my style, but I'm not going to confuse the little fellow, as I expect his future owner to want to change his name anyways) peed in the bathtub.

'What?!'

No, I'm serious. He got his first bath yesterday, and today I left the bathroom door open (I usually don't, but the garbage can in there was empty, so I figured 'why not?'). He just walked into the bathroom, hopped in the tub, peed, and walked back out. I wasn't sure whether I should scold him for peeing inside or praise him for doing it in the most convenient possible place! (I chose to unenthusiastically praise him, seemed like a good compromise, and then of course I cleaned the tub.)

I only wish I knew WHY he chose to pee there. Was it a coincidence or will he do it again? Ah, the adventures of fostering!

Much love,
Kayla, Lana, and Banjo

P.S. Banjo has a meet and greet tomorrow with a potential adopter! Wish him luck!!

Good God! Who's manning the internet?!



Today's quote from character Stan Smith at a SciFi convention

This quote is awesome for three reasons: 1) it just is, 2) I'm a Smith!!, 3) I'm a convention fan. 'nuff said.



Sometimes, I wonder what I would think if I ran across this blog as someone other than myself. Play along here, I know I may be hard to follow. Odds are, I would think 'why the heck does this girl think I care about what she has to say?'. Honestly, I don't expect anyone to care what I have to say. I don't expect most people who stumble across this blog to have done it on purpose. Mostly, this blog is for me, just to practice writing, because I believe it is important to make writing a habit. However, once in a while, I find myself hoping I can influence someone else's thoughts. Call it the rhetor in me. So, if you do actually find this blog interesting or entertaining, or just better than a poke in the eye, bless your heart. =)

I value other people's opinions. If by chance you are interested in my blog, first off, thank you, secondly, talk to me! Keep me busy! As I said before, I fully expect every view on this blog to be chance, but one day, I'd love for that to change.


Moving on!

School stuff: I am working on a project analyzing gender differences in disclosure on the Internet. I will be lurking, yes, lurking, on forums intended for teens and children, and looking to see which gender is more likely to say things like their names, ages, home countries, etc. I don't expect this to interest you. I love, and have always loved, forums. And my nerdiness about psychology and language make this the perfect project for me. So, if by chance, you are interested as well, I will share the results in the next couple of weeks. Assuming I don't get arrested as a suspect for pedophilia.

Entertainment: I am pretty excited about several movies coming out soon. The first one I'll talk about is The Raven. To me, it looks like it will kind of follow the recent Sherlock Holmes craze, so I'm betting if you liked that (plus a little more terror and a little less comedy), you will like The Raven. I have always loved Cusack, and I have loved Poe since, I don't even know... Forever, I guess. (I think it started with my Emo-ish phase in high school.) The combination of horror, mystery, and just plain macabre sounds perfect! Hopefully I'll be able to check it out when it is released and maybe even give a review. (I'll be a little short on cash, but for some reason that just makes me want to spend more than ever!)

If you want to see the preview, check it out below!

As much as I'd love to continue on and on about life, I'm afraid I should go. I have exams and projects this week and next. One more push until I get to my tiny two week break, then 6 tough weeks of class, then vacation! Wish me luck!!

Love,
Kayla and Lana (and hopefully soon a new foster, if my rescue friends will RESPOND TO MY FACEBOOK MESSAGES!!!)

Rest assured, I was on the Internet within minutes, registering my disgust throughout the world.

"Last night’s 'Itchy and Scratchy Show' was, without a doubt, the worst episode *ever.* Rest assured, I was on the Internet within minutes, registering my disgust throughout the world. "

I do have to register my disgust about something. Sundrop commercials. On the blog, I hope to include many great commercials, and many horrible ones. This one is bad enough to be 'honored' as the first I shall mention.

Seriously, name one person who has watched a Sundrop commercial and then wanted to drink Sundrop. Just one, that's all I ask.

If you haven't seen it, don't worry, I included it above. Nothing about really lame white people dancing like that, shaking their butts like they're full of rocks, makes me want to buy that product. I don't want to look like that! I'm already a lame, white person, I don't need any extra help... Also, the liquid looks neon. There is no way that looks potable. I feel like it would completely dissolve your insides. I'll admit I've never tried it, and I apologize if you are offended or if you find Sundrop to be a tasty concoction, but I just can't. I eat enough junk as it is (just binged on cheese flavored chips and milano cookies), and I don't need glowing, radioactive sludge in my diet.

All I can think of is the Slurm Factory in Futurama

I don't know if it's because I'm too weak to do it, or if it's because I'm strong enough not to.

Why oh why did you disappoint me?!

I just can't decide. I've heard Legend of Korra looks awesome. If it was its own series, I would definitely try it. But I'm just so darn mad about how Avatar: The Last Airbender ended! SO MAD!! I was such a huge Zutara fan, and they screwed me over! I don't know if I can forgive them!

Even if it was a prequel! But Korra is based on the children of couples that I HATE! *sobs*

I just can't decide what to do.

Somebody tell me what to do!!

Also, I skipped class and am skipping work Friday. I feel guilty. And I feel sick because my diet is so bad it has passed the point of funny. Now it's just gross. I made cookies. I ate cookies. Now the sight of them makes me ill.   =(


Anyone want some cookies?


So, since I skipped class I'm doing school work. (Okay, I'm not, but I will! Right after this and after I research some more about bleaching my hair and then dying it pink. It seems nobody else likes the idea of me with pink hair. That makes me sad. Oh, are we still in parenthesis? I'll fix that!)
Also, I finished a 123 page thread on Coscom. I feel accomplished. If only I could finish more important things.

When I figure out my webcam, I'm dying to post a video or picture of my destroyed purse. Maybe you guys can help me figure out what to do with the fabric left. I can't stand the idea of just trashing it.

Much love,
Kayla (and Lana)


P.S. Fun fact, my boyfriend's name is Michael, and I'm Kayla (Kay). Michael and Kay. Like from The Godfather! I hadn't seen the movie before so I'm a little excited. I was happier about the Kayla from X-Men Origins, but I don't think the bf would be happy if I started calling him Logan. Even Wolverine might be too much.

I know I was kind of in and out with this short post. That's good though. I gotta go back to the real world for a while.  =(  Wish me luck!

Let’s just go to the mall and you can buy stuff and I’ll walk behind you and call you pretty.

Today's quote courtesy of Everybody Loves Raymond, which, along with Fresh Prince has been sending me on a wild nostalgia trip lately. I miss old Nick @ Nite. Now it's just TBS in the afternoon...

 I need this-to go to the mall and be told that I'm pretty. I have had a horrible week. I'll get into that soon. The first couple of paragraphs were written when times were not so dark, so I will not ruin that mood. I will pick back up on this after the dancing psychic.

While I have had a relatively productive weekend (my apartment is finally in livable conditions despite my near hoarding problem), I have spent many hours today watching hilarious .GIFs on the Cosplay.com forums (or: where I procrastinate). Apparently, nothing makes me want to dance more than watching .GIFs all day. Also, I keep expecting every cute thing that happens in real life to repeat indefinitely. It's kind of disappointing that they aren't.

So anyway, I was dancing around the house, trying to get my dog to dance with me. (She did a little, but not enough. Evidently I need human friends to dance with.) But I will let you know, my moves looked about as cool as:

Anyway, back to why this week has been full of suck. Reason number 1-I am lazy and tired of working and going to school. I am starting to get BURNED OUT! Reason 2-today I bent a nail. I don't know how, as my nails are hideously short, but it happened, and there was blood, pain, and a lot of whining. Reason 3-my dog ate my purse. Not just any purse, mind you, but my spring purse. It matched all the spring colors. Oh yeah, and it was Coach. Not knock off like my others. Legit. And now it's dog shit. Literally. And I AM using that word correctly. Reason 4-I adore my last foster, and he got adopted today. FML I didn't even get a goodbye hug. Today, I became a tearbending master.

I am a sad person right now. A sad person very mad at their roommate/dog.

I mean, I'm glad a couple of assignment deadlines were extended and one project completely taken off a class syllabus, but damn. Not worth the week I had. Not to mention I insisted my boyfriend and I go to Olive Garden to mourn our week of suck, but apparently it is not as delicious as I remembered. For $50. Right after I lost a designer purse. I feel sick. And not just because I eat chocolate when I'm sad.

Thank the lord the coscom forums make me feel better. I am no longer sobbing and throwing shit (this time not the literal shit). I feel better, but still depressed.

Must cheer up! Must just stop caring!

Let's hope, at least.

Much love,
Kayla  (Lana's still in deep shit-not literally this time either)

It is something that grows over time... a true friendship.

 
"It is something that grows over time... a true friendship. A feeling in the heart that becomes even stronger over time. The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power and through it, you will know which way to go..."

This is what it looks like when I miss my boy, Link. And also when I miss video games.

I had a very sad lull in my blog posts. I managed to keep up to date with my work blog, but not my fun blog. Too much homework, followed by spring break, then more homework.

Since my last post, I have fallen in love with (and purchased) the newest Evanescence CD. I highly recommend it! Every time they release a new CD, it takes me a while to adjust to it, but I end up liking each one more than the last.

I have also decided I want pink hair! My mother might kill me, but I have permission from my boyfriend (though he wasn't super excited about the idea). I want a light pink, like Manic Panic's Cotton Candy Pink. Unfortunately, that means I'll have to bleach my hair first, and I understand that is really bad for it.  =/

This is pretty close to the color I want. I wonder how mad my bosses would be.  =)

Lana and I had to say goodbye to Link. I miss the little guy! He really was an amazing dog. So sweet, very cute, and just the perfect size! Then we took a bit of a break from fostering, but we now have another, an Australian Cattle Dog puppy (my boss's specialty) for a couple of days. I'll take him again next week, but this weekend I get a break so I can pet sit (yay for making money!).

My sweet baby Link. One day I'll have one just like him. Lana would love it!

I'm super super proud I got into both the honors societies I have been working my BUTT OFF to join since Freshman year of college!! ((ΦΒΚ and ΦΚΦ)) One of them I had to fight for, because my major is new, and somebody forgot to input the major code into the audit system. But, they fixed the problem and let me and several others in my major in.  =)

I am finding time for reading (mostly fanfiction, but not entirely), which excites me way more than I thought it would. School is coming along, as are my plans for next year, which will help me get into graduate school. (Scary thought!) Everything is falling into place except... exercise. That's not my forte. I made a photo album on my computer of pictures that inspire health consciousness (mostly pictures of rhythmic gymnastics-it's not something I do, but something I wish I could). I follow people on blogger and youtube and such that post exercises. I jump on pinterest every once in a while for workout stuff, but don't care enough to create an account. I buy veggies and fruits (which go bad WAY faster than my potato chips). I guess I just need to keep working to motivate myself.

A Pinterest.com gem

Much love,
Kayla, Lana, and for a little while, Gage