Bits & Pieces

I said before that if I win the lottery, one of the homes I purchase will be a house with land to have two cows, two pigs, and two horses. I thought of something else this past weekend: two sheep! I need two sheep! Maybe two goats, too. And two donkeys. But if I get into that then I have to get all kinds of four-legged horse-like animals. Oh well, the more the more.

The girl that I offended with my last post disappeared herself from the internets. She deleted her profile from the website she found me on, and even deleted her .mac email address. She SERIOUSLY did not want me to contact her! Am I really that scary?

I was thinking about something today. When I express vulnerability, people rally to my side! Maybe I’m going about this whole life thing the wrong way. Maybe things would just be a lot easier if I let others feel the need to protect me and make me happy. I don’t know if it would eventually be a mentally-exhausting task, or if it would forever endear me to them like children do with their tiny magic. My friends of the super-sweet, non-confrontational variety get me the most upset when they are the victims of unfairness. I just don’t know if I could be that way for an extended length of time. It’s nice feeling so cared for, though. :)

The cats don’t like cow. Adult cow, that is. Their enjoyment of baby cow has yet to be determined. People say to switch cat food sucessfully, you gradually do so by mixing it with old food. My cats refuse to eat it if I do that. I tried putting it on the side and they eat around it. Besides, do I really want to feed them a food I have to trick them to eat? I think that means they don’t like it… No, I’ll stick with my tried-and-true method of “if they eat it, switch to it”.

I’m going to brush their teeth tomorrow. Sometimes I feel weird for caring for my cats so much, but only when I think about it in comparison to what others do. If I try to think in terms of what’s best for my cats, then I don’t do enough. Isn’t it weird how everything is such a state of mind?

Someone at Clint’s workplace found out his wife was cheating on his. He found out when he got a call informing him that she was in the hospital after being beaten by the wife of the man she was cheating with. Sucks! Unfortunately for him, his wife’s a lying whore. Unfortunately for us, they can’t negotiate Clint’s promotion without him. I’m trying to forget about it now. I’m trying to live more in the present in general. Thanks, Eckhart Tolle!

I’m starting to wonder if $1800/mo for rent is too much. Clint doesn’t want to live so tightly. I just want a pretty view and a nice apartment with lots of windows for the cats, and a a salt-water pool. I am thinking of getting a PT job to cover shopping and incidental expenses. And to meet people here!

I’m searching for a shrink. You all have failed me. Actually, it might just be because I’m bored and don’t know anyone in the city. I need someone to talk to face-to-face, damn it, even if I have to pay her! :)