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| Wednesday, October 14th, 2009 | | 1:50 pm |
I had a dream that Cutie and Edith (the new cat) teamed up to have Looney killed. They were wearing trench coats and speaking like it was the 1930's. I think it may have been considered in the style of film noir. Edith doesn't like any of our cats yet. She really hates Precious, because he tried to hump her when she first got here. He is also a huge cat at over 20 pounds, so I understand her fear. She growls and hisses insanely loud when she catches Precious looking at her. Looney and Cutie get quieter noises in their direction. Looney really wants to be her friend, and sneaks up and licks her head while she slumbers. It's so sweet. | | Tuesday, October 6th, 2009 | | 5:46 pm |
Creep Face
Friday night, my boyfriend and I were wandering around the old Navy Yard in Charlestown. It was pretty late, sometime around midnight I believe, and we were both not completely sober and a bit cloudy if you know what I mean. An extremely distressed and drunk young woman comes up to us asking for help. She tells us that she thinks someone is following her and is hiding behind trees and what not. The way she said it and in her state, it just seemed crazy. Neither one of us particularly want to deal with a drunk crazy girl, we don’t see anyone behind her, so we tell her to go over to a security guard shack just down the street. I figure that we’ve just pushed off a dramatic drunk on to somebody else, and all will be fine. But then I see a man literally hiding behind a tree! She wasn’t crazy or overreacting. This man was actually following her and doing so in such an insane and creepy manner that I quickly realized why she had sounded so crazy herself. The man had watched her come up to us, and I guess when he saw us keep walking away, he decided it was safe to follow her again. We slow down and walk towards the creeper. He acts like he is going to go away, but decides to walk right past us. I start following him and loudly say to my boyfriend, “I’m going to follow this creep.” and “What is this weird guy doing?” Meanwhile the man is still hiding in doorways and using a pizza box to cover his face. I was saying all of this loud enough for the man to hear me, and I was doing my best to be as obvious as possible of my following him. “What’s this fucking creep doing following that woman?”, I practically screamed. The man just looked right at me, our eyes making contact. He had a grin on his face, his eyes were crazed, and he gave me this look as to say, “I know you know what I’m doing. But I don’t care.” I want to tackle the fucker at this point. I just went from WTF confusion to pure rage. The woman was at the guard shack by this point, and my boyfriend thought that everything was fine. But then the man disappears, and I notice that the woman is walking away from the guard shack. So the man is still after her, hiding behind bushes or trees or somewhere that we don’t know, and the woman is off on her own again. I decide that we need to get moving. We head towards the guard shack to find that the woman never even talked to the guard! We then see the creep face again past the guard shack having snuck through some people’s yards I guess. We point him out, and by this point the police are on there way. The man is standing yards away from us still acting a fool with his pizza box as myself and my boyfriend were pointing him out to the guard who was on the radio. My boyfriend and I then wandered off. The security guard could see both the creep and the woman from her spot, and the Park Rangers were very nearby. They seemed to drive through that area once every 10 minutes and we had seen them only a few minutes before we ran into the drunk woman. So I guess we may have just prevented a rape and/or murder. Yay for us! I did learn a very important lesson. Next time a drunk woman asks me for help, I am going to take it more seriously. I feel bad I didn’t offer more help to her more. Now I know better. Also there are some really fucked up strange creeps out there. So if you are going to be out alone drunk, don't be so drunk that you lose your common sense, and while being followed walk right past security guards. | | Wednesday, September 30th, 2009 | | 4:15 pm |
I don't want it to be Autumn. I think I am going to be stuck with the new cat forever. I'm hating life right now. I want to just be in a coma until like June. | | Thursday, September 24th, 2009 | | 6:11 pm |
CAT NEEDS FOREVER HOME
Hello! I’m trying to find a home for a cat. The cat was found by some friends near Braintree, and at the moment I have been trying to find out if someone is looking for her, but haven’t had any luck. So I was wondering if any of you or your friends or your family wants a cat. I’m fairly sure she’s a female. She is a grown cat not sure how old. She is black with a white belly, feet, and chin with some of the white going up her nose. She has very pretty green eyes, and a cute pink nose. She is amazingly chill. She’ll let anyone pet her and pick her up. She is not a big fan yet of our other cats, but just hides and hisses. She has shown no aggression towards them other than her very loud hissing. Oh that’s right, this cat can be occasionally very loud and chatty. But mostly she’s just very calm and wants to eat. She will be a great pet for anyone who doesn’t have a lot of time on their hands. She is litter trained (she found our litter boxes right away and used them without being shown). She’s very calm and people friendly. Her easy going nature would be great for anyone with children. I’m not sure how she is with dogs, but I can say that after watching her interact with my cats, she should do fine with other easy going low-aggression cats. Also, if anybody would be interesting in fostering her until a permanent home is found that would be excellent. She’s a great cat, but I already have 3 cats in my apartment and it’s a bit much throwing a fourth into the mix. So if you or anyone you know would be interested in adopting or fostering her please let me know. You can even meet her beforehand to see if you like her. And if you take her and it doesn’t work out, I will happily take her back. So please, please, if you are able to have an animal think about it, and please ask around! I can send pictures if you want! | | Tuesday, August 18th, 2009 | | 3:47 pm |
Wild Kingdom
The two male cats, Precious and Looney, are often let out on the back stairs of my building. Precious is pretty much left to stay out as long as he wants, but Looney’s time is more limited. That’s because not only is Precious smarter and less apt to pull dumbshit, but he’s also old and cranky and likes being alone away from the other cats. Cutie is not let out at all unsupervised, because one time she jumped off the second floor balcony. She also got out the other night for awhile, and when she came back inside she was way too over stimulated and jumpy and kept fighting Looney. So earlier, I let Precious and Looney out. Cutie was at the door desperately pleading with me to open the door for her, but I gave her some catnip to distract her. I heard sound coming from the other side of the door, and found Precious and Looney right there outside it. Precious came in on his own, and I grabbed Looney of the steps and brought him in as well. I pulled out more catnip, and noticed that Looney was very excited. I put catnip down for him, but he just loudly meowed and went back to the door. So I opened it again letting him out, but wondering if maybe I should check to see what was out there that he’d prefer over catnip. I thought that maybe a cat from the third floor got out. Looney loves other cats, so I innocently thought maybe he had a friend he wanted to play with. I stepped out to see Looney only about 3 steps up batting something around. It’s dark in the hallway and we don’t have a light bulb in the socket, so I couldn’t see anything but shadows. I wondered what the hell Looney could have that was more exciting that catnip. Was it trash, a stick, or maybe a bug? Then I heard screaming. It was an animal, Looney had found some real life prey. I saw it flutter up some stairs and realized why Looney was just so damn excited. It was a bird. Catching a bird has been a lifelong dream of his. He often goes on the third floor balcony and hides while patiently waiting for birds to land. Oh my god! I love my cat, and I want him to be happy, but I didn’t want a little birdie to suffer a slow drawn out death. However it soon became apparent that Looney would eat me trying to get to the damn bird, and I had no clue what to do. I called my boyfriend, hoping that maybe he was near home and could come like either save the bird or kill it if need be. At this point, I thought that Looney probably had it near death for certain, and there is no way that I could like stomp on it to put it out of its misery. I’m too much of a pussy for that. The boyfriend was no help at all. I went back out to find Looney and the bird down at the very bottom of the steps near our door. There was a pile of junk the bird was hiding in with a large piece of aluminum foil on top of it. Looney was smacking around at the junk, but didn’t see the bird. I snatched Looney up and threw him inside, and then I snatched Precious up (I don’t know if he had been out or just got out there) threw him inside, and snatched Looney up again and once more threw him back inside. I opened the outside door, and told the bird to go, but it wouldn’t move. I gently picked it up using the tin foil as a barrier and set it on the porch. It was completely still except for its heart about to pound through its chest. I didn’t see any blood on it, but it had some messed up feathers. I didn’t know if it was alright, or was going to die. I felt really really bad. I got some bread crumbs, and some water for it. I set the crumbs near it and as I turned around to grab a container for the water, I heard a swoosh. The bird was gone, it had flown away. Once again I was reminded of just how wild a domesticated cat can be. I realize that the only reason my cats do eat me is because I’m just too big. Though I swear with the way Looney is running around still throwing a fit, he just may try. | | Wednesday, August 12th, 2009 | | 2:43 pm |
Dear New York Times,
You are supposed to be like, one of the most important and reputable newspapers in America. Now I'm not one of those crazies who thinks NYC isn't part of America, but goddamn it, maybe you should get writers that leave Manhattan once in awhile. I'm talking about this New York times, http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/13/fashion/13CRITIC.html?hpw. What the fuck is this classist tripe? This is how is starts out J.C. PENNEY has broken free of its suburban parking area to invade Herald Square, and the most frequent question on New York’s collective lips seems to be: Why? Really? Really? No, really? Nobody in NYC shops at JC Penney? Even the people that make under the medium (60,000 for Manhattan) are still like, too cool for decent quality and affordable clothes? Oh and it gets worse Why would this perennially square department store bother to reanimate itself in Manhattan — in the sleekest, scariest fashion city in America — during a hair-raising economic downturn, without taking the opportunity to vigorously rebrand itself? Hmmm, why would an affordable company with a pretty much decent reputation launch in a place that the recession has drastically affected? It's like maybe JC Penny thinks that some of the people who used to buy shirts for $300 may buy shirts from them for $30, or maybe the people who couldn't afford designer clothes to begin with may just show up. Once again, I must admit that I am assuming that some people in NYC don't wear designer clothes 24/7. Why would this dowdy Middle American entity waddle into Midtown in its big old shorts and flip-flops without even bothering to update its ancient Helvetica Light logo, which for anyone who grew up with the company is encrusted with decades of boring, even traumatically parental, associations? Hahahaha. Get that? The author is not only insulting the store, but middle Americans as well. Wow, New York Times aren't you just so fucking cool? See Middle Americans (unlike their much more sophisticated, intelligent, awesome, slim, creative, important, shit not stinking New York City cousins) are dowdy and fat. Who else wants to punch the woman in the face who wrote this yet? It was never “get the look for less” so much as “get something vaguely shaped like the designer thing you want, but cut much more conservatively, made in all-petroleum materials, and with a too-similar wannabe logo No honestly, people who actually use their brains for things other than fashion can find stuff that they like and that looks good on them. I mean, I'm sure that JC Penny does suck, if your whole life is dedicated to what looks are on the runway and whats hot right this moment and what was hot 5 minutes ago and you have nothing else going on upstairs. But for those of us with actual priorities and sense, we can go there buy a nice outfit for a reasonable price and look good in it. The juniors section of the new Manhattan Penney’s seems to be trying, in a somewhat timid fashion, to thump with new energy. Yeah, I looked like a total goon way back when I used to be a teen and wear their junior shit. Except that I pretty much was dressed like everyone else in my high school. OMG...how much do you want to bet that the author would die if I told her back when I was 15, I was fucking happy when I could afford to shop at JC Penneys? I also hit up *gasp* Sears! And when I wasn't at the mall buying my clothes they came from...wait I don't want to cause any heart attacks or freakouts. Take a deep breathe. Ok, most of my clothes came from Fashion Bug and Walmart! The Horror! The Horror! It took me a long time to find a size 2 among the racks. There are, however, abundant size 10’s, 12’s and 16’s. The dressing rooms are big, clean and well tended. I tried two fairly cute items: a modified domino-print swing dress with padded shoulders by American Living (a Ralph Lauren line created for Penney’s) and a long psychedelic muumuu of a style generally worn by Rachel Zoe. Each was around $80; each fit nicely and looked good. I didn’t buy either because I can do better for $80, but if I were a size 18, I’d have rejoiced. Hahaha. JC Penney, making the fatties rejoice. *eyeroll* AND herein lies the genius of J. C. Penney: It has made a point of providing clothing for people of all sizes (a strategy, company officials have said, to snatch business from nearby Macy’s). To this end, it has the most obese mannequins I have ever seen. They probably need special insulin-based epoxy injections just to make their limbs stay on. It’s like a headless wax museum devoted entirely to the cast of “Roseanne.” I like how that it's considered genius to produce clothing that everybody can fit into. Is it really a genius move to sell above a size 8, or is it a really stupid move to only sell sizes 0-6? Well, I think we can check back after the recession for the answer to that. Oh, and I like how the author pointed out one of the best most realistic shows involving Middle America to explain how fat the mannequins are. What makes it even better is the author clearly never watched the show, because only 2 of the 6 main characters are fat. This niche has been almost wholly neglected on our snobby, self-obsessed little island. New York boutiques tend to cater to the stress-thin, morbidly workaholic, Pilates-tortured Manhattan ectomorph. But there are many more body types who vote with their hard-earned dollars, who appreciate a clean new space in Midtown to buy affordable clothes in hard-to-find sizes, as well as attentive service from attitude-free professionals. Since Penney’s remains so doggedly unchanged, it seems to be a familiar place for tourists on a budget; they feel comfortable buying at Penney’s, and these clothes still feel special, because they were bought in New York City. OMG SHUT UP! It's like there is some sense in there, and it's like the authors brain is trying, but she still resoundingly fails. This right here is a prime example of why Middle America sometimes resents NYC and other cities. Being so far removed from reality that you think JC Penney is like the 99 cent store of clothes is sad and offensive to those of us who don't buy all of our clothes from designer boutiques for thousands of dollars. Perhaps if the New York Times wants to stay around as the newspaper industry crumbles, if they want people from all over America reading their paper, they won't waste space and money on such stupidly infuriating writers. Who the fuck wants to read a paper that call them dowdy fatties? Seriously? | | Sunday, August 9th, 2009 | | 4:45 pm |
Important!
Hey if you get anyone contacting you asking for my phone number, DO NOT GIVE IT TO THEM! I have a stalker, and if she contacts you, please let me know, so I can notify the police. And hey bitch, get a life. Stop reading my lj like the pathetic fat fuck you are, and stop calling random acquaintances that I barely know with your sob story. You are nothing to me! You are a fucking dangerous and violent psychopath, and every day I pray that you will get a clue and kill yourself. Guess what, skank? If you do try to contact me in anyway, I'm going straight to the cops and will do everything in my power to make sure you stay the fuck away from me FREAK! | | Thursday, August 6th, 2009 | | 4:25 pm |
Uhhh...ok then
Psychology Today has an article called "Why modern feminism is illogical, unnecessary, and evil". Really, they do. here's the link http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-scientific-fundamentalist/200908/why-modern-feminism-is-illogical-unnecessary-and-evilI'm not sure what my favorite part is. First there's the author's complete lack of understanding of what feminism actually is. According to the author, all feminists believe that men and women are exactly alike. But really men and women are different, so that makes it alright when women are paid less then men for doing the same job. No really, the article says that. It also says this, "It is true that, in all human societies, men largely control all the money, politics, and prestige. They do, because they have to, in order to impress women. Women don’t control these resources, because they don’t have to. What do women control? Men." I keep trying to think of a witty retort for this, but it's so fucking dumb and illogical that instead I'm stuck making weird faces at my computer screen. Then right at where I stopped reading (I couldn't make it to page 2) feminism is evil, because it makes everyone unhappy. Feminism actually made me happy when I discovered it as a teenager. Maybe I'm a freak that was happy to learn how the double standard was bullshit and that my appearance wasn't the most important thing. And that sexist stuff that I experienced, that hurt... deeply deeply hurt, but I couldn't find the words to say why, well, feminism gave me the words. Actually, I can say with absolute certainty that feminism is the best thing in the world for a young woman's self esteem. But according to this article, I'm full of it, because the feminist movment sucked all the joy out of the world. I bet the author's head would explode if you showed him all the studies showing that feminists are more happy in relationships, and another recent study showing that anti-feminists hold way more hateful ideas about men then feminists. KABOOM! Another great thing about the article is a big ol' quote floating on the top of the page. It says "Feminism is the radical notion that women are men." Ever heard of it? You probably have, but when you heard it, it was probably correctly stated as, "Feminism is the radical notion that women are people." So I'm left to wonder, was the incorrect ending added to make the article look better, or did the author write the article based on a famous quote that he totally misremembered. But the best thing may be seeing the little tidbit at the top about who the author is. "Satoshi Kanazawa is an evolutionary psychologist at LSE and the coauthor (with the late Alan S. Miller) of Why Beautiful People Have More Daughters. " Evolutionary psychology....hahahahaha. Yes, there are people out there still making a living on the ill conceived idea that we can understand all human behavior by comparing it to what our earliest ancestors did. Never mind that we've learned that human brains are very adaptable and you can see huge differences in behavior amongst cultures, and never mind that we don't even know how are earliest ancestors lived. Nope, men and women are totally different, feminism sucks, because women gathered berries and men killed mammoths. He's also wrote "Why Beautiful People Have More Daughters". If you want to know why that's dumb, think up the most beautiful woman you can. Now ask yourself what about this woman is beautiful? What's her body type? What's her skin color? What are her features like (for me and I would imagine some of you they are going to be heavily caucasian features)? What is her hair doing? Now imagine people from all over the world at all different times can see her. Do you think she is going to be most beautiful to them? If they showed you their idea of most the beautiful woman, do you think you would always agree? Or to make things easier just look at a naked lady painting from hundreds of years ago to a playboy spread. Basically acting like beauty can be defined and it's going to genetically make you have more girls is the dumbest fucking thing ever. Well, I guess it's not as dumb as this article. Oh, so that's why Mr. Kanazawa wrote it, so it book wouldn't be the dumbest thing he has ever written. | | Monday, August 3rd, 2009 | | 8:16 pm |
| | Friday, July 31st, 2009 | | 3:53 pm |
Good New Show
I caught the premiere episode of Being Human on BBC America. It's about a vampire, werewolf, and a ghost who share a house. Yet it actually wasn't the hokey crap I was expecting. The beginning made me think it was going to be heavy handed drivel much like Hex was. But it was smart and most of all funny. I've been wanting a new supernatural show for awhile now ( Dollhouse is more science fiction and Heroes really needs to stick to science fiction and step away from all the avert religious symbolism it just can't pull off). Buffy the Vampire Slayer always managed to walk the line between drama and comedy well and from the first episode of Being Humans I may just be able to expect it from this show as well. Speaking of Heroes, you guys, I'm sorry to say, but this will probably be the last season. Bryan Fuller left once again, so that cannot bode well. Plus they are making Claire go gay in a clear last ditch effort to attract viewers. First off, the show already had a perfect opportunity to have Claire get it on with Elle, because their chemistry was palpable. And really if anybody should be gay, it should be most of the male cast. I want to see Peter, Mohinder, Nathan, and Sylar shirtless, sweaty and getting it on. | | Thursday, July 23rd, 2009 | | 5:18 pm |
It Sucks
that the MoS is going to host the Harry Potter exhibit. I promised myself that I would never step foot in there again, and lord knows I can't justify giving that place any money. I guess no Harry Potter for me unless I somehow manage to catch it in another museum. | | 4:57 pm |
Gen Y's Nostalgia
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/23/fashion/23nostalgia.html?_r=1&ref=fashionIt's funny, because I was watching "Bring It On" the other day, and I started reminiscing about late 90's/ early aughts fashion. Oh how I miss the baby tees, the twisted hair, the platform shoes, the metallic lipstick (OMG why did I think that I looked sexy with purple metallic lipstick when I was 13?), the lowriding flare jeans, and the body glitter. Oh the body glitter, 10 years later I still think I have random sparkles on me. | | Friday, July 17th, 2009 | | 6:37 pm |
I saw a car on fire last night near JFK on Sydney St. It went up fast! Later on the way home, it was no longer burning, and it turns out it was a Jaguar. Well, now it’s junk. I wonder how it caught on fire, it was just parked on the street, and the owner wasn’t around. | | Wednesday, July 15th, 2009 | | 5:29 pm |
PSA
My boyfriend and I like to take long walks late at night. The time of night when everybody is asleep or well, almost everybody. Here’s the thing, when it’s a week night at 1am, being outside makes you suspicious already. There’s not really much good you can be up to at that time. So why do these people continue to be as conspicuous as possible? Criminals, if you are going to commit crime, don’t be so obvious! If you are pulling up to a parking lot along the beach (a parking lot that is near nothing at all except the beach) it’s obvious that you are doing drugs. If a woman later gets out of the car and you drive off, it’s obvious there was some prostitution going on. Hey kid, it was obvious you were thinking about breaking into cars. You were leaning against the passenger window looking inside, and kept looking around. When we when past, you jumped and were breathing heavily. Yeah, that’s right dickhead, we knew what you were doing. The fact that, after we went bye, you once again began psyching yourself up to break the window really just proves that you are way too inept to participate in crime. Oh and dude I saw last night, standing on a corner at 1am with your hood up and putting your head down every time someone came by or there was a car in the distance is the equivalent to standing there with a neon sign saying “BUY DRUGS HERE!” On a more positive note, last night, we went to Dorchester Heights. I always thought that the tall monument there was a church, and so did my boyfriend. Anyways, it was the site of George Washington’s first win for the Constitutional Army when 3,000 British soldiers were driven out. Major coolness! | | Monday, July 6th, 2009 | | 11:19 pm |
| | 7:07 pm |
America's BDAY!
4th of July involved a lot of walking for me. My boyfriend and I went from South Station to the Galleria Mall in Cambridge, and then all the way back to Dorchester along Mass. Ave. And it wasn’t a straight path, there was much wondering around Beacon Hill. I think that’s what really did my legs in. Walking along steep hills (mildly fucked up) while wearing sandals can seem like the equivalent of climbing Everest. Funny enough, the best fireworks watching happened while sitting in a park somewhere in the South End. Some people, with too much money and too little brains, put on a really nice show for us from several streets away. The official fireworks show was spent watching bits and pieces of it through a tree. PS…I have no idea how we ended up from place to place really. My sense of direction is awful, so I just follow my boyfriend around. Then I get really surprised that we are wherever we are. | | Friday, June 26th, 2009 | | 9:55 pm |
While I’ve been enjoying the implosion of the Republican party, I’ve just realized a major problem. The Republicans are basically temper tanrum throwing toddlers when it comes opposing anything and everything that has to do with the Obama’s and the Democrats. I can’t help but tune them out and just assume that all they say is crazy and undermines what’s best about the USA. And fortunately, I’m just one of many Americans, who as a whole, seem to be moving further and further away from extreme right-wing insanity. The trouble is this leaves the Democrats and President Obama free to do whatever without running into any legitimate criticism. We need a new major political party in this country or something. I’ve always been worried that the Democrats are a little to buddy-buddy with banks and credit card companies, and with the times the way they are, that is especially dangerous for ordinary people. So it would be nice for there to be people in congress offering different solutions and debating policy in a way that doesn’t accuse the president of being a socialist dictator or whatever. | | Sunday, May 31st, 2009 | | 2:40 pm |
| | Friday, May 29th, 2009 | | 6:27 pm |
High School English Class
I’ve noticed that my basic grasp on grammar is beginning to fail. Granted, typos happen and I do my best to proofread. Even so, my entries have gotten more and more illiterate. I’m thinking about looking online to see if I can find some practice exercises. I can’t seem to remember the proper use of commas at all. So, for any of you, people who are annoyed to death by grammar and punctuation mistakes and have to desperately fight off the urge to call them out…go ahead and call me out. I could use the reminders. | | 6:17 pm |
Dear period, You are early. I am displeased. This is unacceptable, and you really need to learn some etiquette. *Haha, I was going to write "Dear Aunt Flo", but I actually have an Aunt Flo, and she's a swell lady. Current Mood:  pissed off |
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