have you met my cat?

don't be deceived. he is evil. cute, but evil. he was found in a field this summer with the nastiest case of ear mites the vet had seen, and now he lives a different life...
as an evil dictator.

"i love to torture labradors and then sit serenely by this window."


"thought you got this bowl as a wedding gift? nope. it is my hundred dollar super-trendy cat bed..."

because i am in need of a study break

some people wait a life time for a moment like this

...so, I got tagged by Climenhaga to say five quirky things about myself...I don't think I've been tagged before, isn't that sad? tear, tear, pity party, pity party...

God bless lists, by the way.

1. I stay excited about Christmas all year long...even worse, I start listening to the holiday music right after halloween. i don't care how annoying you think i am, christmas is great. I used to just hate it (along with smiles, happy people and the color pink) when I was a dark and gloomy teenager, but I'm INTO it now! Last year, I had a Christmachanukwaanzakah party at my house.

2. I hate it when people talk about the bodily fluid that lives in the nose. Hate it. It makes me terribly aware of my own, which for some reason I find to be the most discusting sensation imaginable, even right now. ugh. i know this will be a challenging ocd-ish quality if i ever become a parent, but i cannot help it!

3. As long as we're on obsessive/compulsive tendencies, I also have a problem with someone watching me blow my own nose or brush my teeth. i will leave the room, close the door, whatever i need to do to get some privacy.

4. In spite of my need for privacy in such situations, I'm surprisingly comfortable discussing many things that others probably would consider private...this was much to the dismay of my parents when i was growing up...i told on myself often and shared more than they ever wanted to know!!

5. I really like the Andrews Sisters. Really. I can sing many of their songs and have always enjoyed that era both musically and historically speaking...I was once Rosie the Riveter for Halloween, although most people in my college town did not figure it out...

I tag Margaret & Lauren & Christi Lee & whoever else actually reads this blogs and wants to be tagged.

i like boxed wine and grew up in a trailer, but...

I am 20% White Trash.

I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box.

Take the
White Trash Test
@ FualiDotCom

update: mysterious rash unveiled

I have this.

...um...and, being the obsessive freak that I am, I was able to tell my dr. what I had without him telling me, and his jaw nearly hit the floor. No, nice dr. man, it's not that I'm a genius (well, I may be, but this is no example!); I'm merely a little insane and I couldn't sleep for one minute until I was 100% positive whether I had a flesh-eating virus.

The best thing about this "disease" is that it is next to unknown for it to appear on the face or fore-arms....except in me! It's just too funny and typical of my awkward and generally embarassing lifestyle for me to be that upset. You know, I don't get as upset by stuff like this as some people might, simply b/c it always really and truly does happen to me. Did I cry when the hairdresser at the beauty college jacked my hair up so bad that another student came over and whispered in my ear, "make her stop?" Nah--Been there too many times. Just a day in the life. I'm "that girl."

mysterious rash, omg

well, i don't know what i have, but i'm secretly quite concerned. it is typical for me to become quite concerned; atypical for it to turn out that there was actually any reason for such concern...so, at least there is that.

i have several welt-like bumps on my stomach and back with a few on my arms and neck. they're mostly about dime or nickle-sized and they are red and itchy. it started about a week ago, and instead of going away, I'M GETTING MORE AND MORE.
After annoyingly extensive internet research to rule out small pox (check) and leprosy (check)...my fear is that it is this one skin condition that i read about which does not go away for like THREE MONTHS. OMG. OMG. I'm in a wedding in three weeks, and I'm already starting to look like a leper. If anyone sees a shirt that says, "I'm not contagious," buy it for me and I'll pay you back.

of course, that is assuming the mystery rash isn't contagious.

my dr. appt. is at 2:15. ugh.