Just a quick note to wish everyone a Blessed Easter!! I had hoped to get online earlier and do this but my day has conspired against me :D LOL

Well more tomorrow :)

A friend of mine sent this to me via email a little while ago and it is hillarious!  For any of you who have a cat or have spent time in a house with a cat ... or multiple pets ... this strikes maybe a little too close to home :D LOL

DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.

DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair...must try this on their bed (again).

DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.

DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan...

DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under my claws.

DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I  overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak) and  speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time.

God I'm lazy! Case in point, just look at the ammount that I updated this journal. But then there really isn't anything for me to write about, most of the time.

Then, I have been unemployeed for the last couple of months and the other day my grandma told me of an anouncement in our church bulitin that they were looking for aids for their afternoon preschool class and someone to be in charge of the afterschool care program. So, I called about it sure that I wouldn't get the job, got an interview and actually landed the job. The only problem is that it is only part time because they can't afford to offer medical insurance, but it gives me a foot into my chosen feild and (SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!) I still need to find a second job because I won't be able to pay my bills on part time at 8.50 an hour. However I am moving in the right direction. :D

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Well, between school and work somehow I found time to have gallstones. My one consolation is that it happened durring the break between fall and spring semesters so I didn't have to miss any classes.

My Grandma works for Little America Hotel and towers and got a free night stay at the Grand America Hotel (A 5 diamond hotel) She gave it to me for christmas so fireflights and me spent the night there, we had dinner, went down and had drinks and luxuriated in the incredible tub. well fire did anyway I just had my Gall Bladder out a week ago so I still can't take a bath.

But I am doing well all things concidered, I am moving about alot better, went to the SqueeUtah meeting on thursday and figured out that it was too soon for me to be out of bed especially seeing as I had had surgury on Tuesday, but I had a good time and that is all that matters right? Well, got to go me and Fire are going to see HP again in a minute, we wanted to see Narnia but it doesn't start until 4:30 and we have other things to do then sit in a movie theater all day

I hate rainy days! They always make me feel so Blah! URGH!!!

( Various Rants )

On a brighter note I have finally gotten rid of my writers block but now the problem is finding the time in which to work on my story. Maybe tonight at work. I am finally going to be on the phones but I will be on what they call tank which pretty much takes the overflow of calls that those who are completely out of training are supposed to take. I mean if they are really slow they will send a call or two to the tank just to give us something to do but really from what I've heard they aren't that many and the job really isn't that hard. For Example: A Customer calls in saying "I can't get my cable to come on. All I see is a blue Screen" The Agent responds "Mr./Mrs. Smith could you hit the power button on the front of the box for me?" Customer does this and the agent asks: "Has your cable come on?" "Yeah, Thanks." (you get the idea, most of the time we are dealing with the idiots.) another call came in this one from Vegas, a customer was getting a fuzy picture and a double image. About 5 minutes into the call, when the rep is getting fustrated cause he's running out of options, the customer asks: "It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that I've had 30 beers would it?" Of course it would you numb skull!!!! (but we can't say that.) instead "Possibly, go ahead and go to bed and if you are experiencing the same thing in the morning give us a call and we'll see if we can't figure out what is going on."

I find some of these calls highly amusing, they definately make you wonder at the intelegence level of some people. :D

Why are training classes always so boring? I really don't get it. I guess our trainer has two people taking their final exam and so she has assigned us to do these training modules. I am done along with about half of the class but now we are stuck waiting for the rest of the class to finish. I have already finished what homework I can work on here(in the training room) and am now just stuck twiddling my thumbs because I forgot my book that I am reading. (It is a young adult series called "The Claidi Journals" by Lee Traneth) I might have the last name wrong but that is the the main idea.

I think my grandmother is mad at me. I signed up at my work to do graveyards when I am out of training, mainly because they are usually slow and I would get time to work on my homework. (Or stories if I ever get rid of this case of writer's block.) URGH!!! Oh, she is handing out our quizes so I should probably get off of here. :D

TTFN,

~SN >:p

I tell myself I should be at home working on my two essay's that I have to have done by Wednesday so that I can go out of town but somehow I find myself sitting in front of the computer doing everygthing but what I am supposed to be doing. :D Well, the hardest one I have mostly done it is a essay on the different views of John Locke and Jean Jaques Rousseau on Childhood Development. I need to gather a little bit more information for the part where I describe their views and then I need to think of two life experiences that support Rousseau's beliefs of the "Noble Savage" **rubs temple as she feels a migrane coming**
The second is a Literacy Analysis essay (this is the easy one) where I basically describe a literacy event (any type of writing that I had a strong responce to) and then analyze what it was about that peice of writing that caused me to respond to it.

I plan to post a except from my new story. I don't even have a name for this thing yet. It is currently saved on my computer as HP fic rough draft, I know I know not very origional and I don't know where I'll find time to keep working on it.

Well, I really need to get back to those essay's not to mention I have a whole bunch of Math that will be due shortly after I get back. YIKES!! My family shouldn't live so far away. **Shakes fist** it would be so much eaiser if everyone I knew and love just lived by me :D

One last Question, did anyone else finish reading ch. 24 of HBP and do the whole "Yes! I knew it!" dance? Just curious.

TTFN,
~SN

Yes, my friends I am alive and well. I have been trying despeately to bury myself under a mound of books in preperation for my final. Well, finals are over now and even if I failed them all it is out of my hands. So, for two weeks I have no intentions of doing anything but working and writing on the new plot bunny that has been hounding at me for the last month. Unfortunately that is the extent of my summer, two weeks. Sad, isn't it? Everyone else is getting ready to go back to school and I am just glad to have the space to breath for a couple of weeks. URGH!!!!! Well, I've got a classroom to find and a meeting to get to so I will put more up later. :D Maybe a snippet that I have writen from my new story. I don't have a name for it yet as the characters are being very mysterious. Well later I only have a half an hour. LOL.