LightOfTheDark

Well, I'm gonna have to say I have the most horrible hunter for a turtle living in my house. On monday, we got her a feeder fish. I got a wily little bugger so Loki (Our red-eared slider) would have a good excersize while trying to catch it...

It is now Saturday. And the damn goldfish is STILL in the tank. I've given her plenty of chances, even flushing the fish out from under the rocks. Then I took the rocks apart so there was nowhere for the thing to hide.

Nope... still couldn't catch it.

So... finally I had to catch the damn thing myself and literally hand-feed it to her...

Then she opened her mouth to get a better grip and the thing swam away one more time.

Instead of chasing the thing, she waded over to the water heater, stuck her arm and head on top and proceeded to have a nap. Laziest. Damn. turtle. EVER!

Then I gave her the fish, and she finally ate it...

I own a dumb turtle XD She would die on her own in the wild.

BROOKLYN RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!!!!



....That is all

Alright, for those that don't know me personally, or haven't talked to me in awhile, My christmas sucked royal ass this year. And not because of crappy gifts or anything, they were actually very good presents. The fact of the matter was, I barely got to spend ANY time with family, except my husband, and that was only because we share the same bed. First off, a few days before Christmas, I pulled something in my back/got one hell of a muscle spasm that had me off of work and in major pain on the couch. Then, the next day the evening before Christmas Eve, I got sick. I'm not talking regular, *cough cough* sick, I mean head in the toilet coming out both ends sick. I eventually went to the hospital because I couldn't keep anything down and was starting to pass out in between fits. Now remember through this whole thing my back is still in major pain. Now add stomach cramps on top of that and I'm not a happy camper.
I was in the hospital for about five hours, one waiting to get into a bed, and the next four hooked up to an I.V. and pupped full of anti-biotics, Gravol, Imodium, and a lovely thing called morphine XD .
I went to be instantly upon arriving home.

Now, the next day, I slept the entire day, and couldn't really eat anything. I was in the bed room the whole time, either sleeping, taking cautious sips of gatoraid, and munching on a cracker. Then my husband got sick, though he wasn't as bad, we were able to get the gravol into him right away.
Christmas day, I get my period.
Fuck you mother nature, fuck you in the ovaries....
I could eat a little, and we were able to go to his parents place in the morning, but after that, we had to go home. Kyle threw up a little more, and I went back to sleep. I wasn't able to visit my parents till about three days after, and my mom had come over Christmas day to bring food and give me hugs and support, Bless her.

Now, afterwards, once the morphine had worn off, I was in severe pain again. And because my system had had the morphine, my other pain-killers and muscle relaxants were NOT cutting it. So I had to spend hours each morning switching between the ice-pack and electric heating pad just to feel somewhat normal and be able to breath.

Now I'm much better, but still off work for this week. Because of all this, and having to get forms signed from the walk-in doctor instead of my family one, I lost almost three days of pay (one of those days being boxing day, which was an eight hour shift and double-freakin-time and a half!! Bye bye $300 >.< ) cause my short-term disability dosn't pay for the first two days and had to spend $80 to get the doctor to fill out fucking forms to get said pay.

There, that's my christmas, and my rant's done.
Sorry to those that read this, I'm just bloody pissed still about it >.<
BWLAJKJHGUSDOIUEHOIUEg8ydogiauher*&Fushjr3h39^%@O7!!~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Goodnight -_-

Well, I'm absolutely THRILLED right now! I FINALLY finished the mural I was doing for my little cousins and they are very happy with it. I have days off now! And with Christmas upcoming, it was none too soon. Pictures of the murals (there were two walls) are up in my gallery, though the photo's don't seem to do them justice. Especially the one with the two dragons. It's bloody difficult to try and photograph metallic paint! I'm extremely happy and proud with this work.
I decided too, that the journal skin thing just don't seem necessary, If I manage to become tech-savy enough, maybe I'll make my own.

But, now that that's done. Today's been kinda irritating, and has left me drained, tired, and grouchy. It actually wasn't too bad a day its self, just all the little things.

First of all, I had to go to work, already off to a bad start, secondly, I had to drive an extra half-hour to GET to work since I was staying at a friends cause I was way too tired to safely drive home. Then it began to snow. So now I'm working outside, in the snow, with irritable customers (gas station). Then, after work, I have to go back to the town my friend lives in to pick up my husband. My windshield wipers decide not to work, and it begins to snow again.
The highway is busy and I almost run into a barricade cause I'm having a hard time seeing as I try to get to the next exit to take the back-roads.

Then I get my husband, and he gets snappy when I snap at him for something, which doubly irritates me.
But he bought me a cheese-burger.

Still tired though. And still grumpy.
Gonna go to bed now.