Wednesday, September 24, 2003
What will those crazy, wacky Beat Artists think of next?
Kaonashi cried @ 10:04 PM CST
Saturday, September 20, 2003
*prowls around* Hey, this is pretty! So is this! *drumroll* Look what's <back! *hides*
Kaonashi cried @ 06:14 PM CST
Monday, September 8, 2003
Hell is driving around after 3 am after a night of semi-debauchery looking for a damn Taco Bell.....AND THEY'RE ALL CLOSED! Damn, damn, dayummmmm!!!!
Kaonashi cried @ 09:48 PM CST
Friday, September 5, 2003
Foil Update: Ewww....it finally came out. Maybe now stupid Hellfang will stop gobbling down things that aren't for him.
Kaonashi cried @ 07:47 PM CST
Wednesday, September 3, 2003
So much stuff to do, so little time. Yes, I went on that interview. It went on for about 2 hours, I met three different people, adn I don't want to tlak about it that much...don't want to jinx it. *crosses fingers* The rest of the weekend was spent in a flux because kup was coming home and I hadn't finished his room yet! Oi, all the running around we did...all the Ikea we bought. It seemed like everyone and their mother had the same damn idea about going there to get their shop on. The linen department looked like a pack of rats went through it. Not a flat sheet in twin size to be found, except in yellow, and what kid wants yellow sheets? i found a navy-blue fitted sheet, and that was after digging really really hard. Thank goodness the furniture I wanted wasn't gone, but I spent half the night putting it all together. I'm proud to say that all of my effort was appreciated. Kupo walked around his room with a huge smile on his face. Then he promptly jumped on the bed and shut the door. Poor kid, I think he's just happy to have his own room again. The only person put out by this whole affair is Danger Kitty because 1.) she can't STAND Kupo thanks to toilet-bowl flushing bath he gave her in his youth and 2.) she spent a good amount of her time in his room, sleeping. Meanwhile, back at Mom's, stupid Hellfang jumped on the table and gobbled down a whole stick of margarine. You heard me. A stick of margarine. With the wrapper. Stupid dog. I called the vet and he told me to just look for the foil in his waste. Nasty. Mom checked today and told me no foil yet, but he's the same stupid energetic Hellfang. Maybe the margarine will help grease it out or something. *visualizes* EWWWW!!!!!!!
Kaonashi cried @ 07:53 PM CST
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