Monday, June 06, 2005
oh god, i hate being sick.
yeah, i'm still sick. i'm pretty sure i got sick twice actually; i started to feel better on saturday (i even picked up the house & went to the bookstore) and then BAM! i got bad again. this is all congestion, in my head and my chest. fun, fun. my house is a mess and it's driving me nuts 'cause i don't have any energy to clean it up. please let me get better soon!
i went to work today anyway, and the 2nd gig. it was a long day, but i'm glad i toughed it out. i about started crying when the traffic got slow on the way home, but hey, i eventually made it back to bed. oh, and i got actual channels to come in on the tv in my bedroom, so i really can't complain about how my day has gone.
ok, other stuff:
this chick on flickr has nestboxes set up around her property and takes pictures of the goings-on inside. it's the neatest thing!
a picture from today:
these guys JUST hatched. :D
http://flickr.com/photos/lucycat/ is where to find her pictures.
i finally got a capture of elliot how he sits all the time that's so cute. he looks like a little person!
see how he has his little arm up on the ledge thing? he sits like this all the time at night. i had to take this picture from outside, which is why it sucks.
and finally i got a pic of brutus! there's another one where he looks happy and is eating catnip, but this is the one that kinda gives a sneak peek at how bad his neck is.
he seems to be doing okay. he still runs away with a lot of energy if he gets the vibe i'm going to try anything funny. and he was loooovin' the catnip, which i was happy to see. a human with an untreated, uncovered wound like that would be, like, dead or something by now, though. poor big fella. :(
finally, it pays to keep the camera in bed with you:
this post isn't that long, it's just all the pictures...
okay, i came across this in a magazine today. it's paul allen's yacht, the octopus. cool name, huh?
413'. two helicopter landings. it has a recording studio. a theatre. a basketball court. a swimming pool. A SUBMARINE. yeah, i'm waiting on my next check to buy a book and someone out there owns a YACHT that has a SUBMARINE inside. agggh!
finally, a dolphin story. one of these days, they're going to grow thumbs. ¶ 9:51 PM
i went to work today anyway, and the 2nd gig. it was a long day, but i'm glad i toughed it out. i about started crying when the traffic got slow on the way home, but hey, i eventually made it back to bed. oh, and i got actual channels to come in on the tv in my bedroom, so i really can't complain about how my day has gone.
ok, other stuff:
this chick on flickr has nestboxes set up around her property and takes pictures of the goings-on inside. it's the neatest thing!
a picture from today:
these guys JUST hatched. :D
http://flickr.com/photos/lucycat/ is where to find her pictures.
i finally got a capture of elliot how he sits all the time that's so cute. he looks like a little person!
see how he has his little arm up on the ledge thing? he sits like this all the time at night. i had to take this picture from outside, which is why it sucks.
and finally i got a pic of brutus! there's another one where he looks happy and is eating catnip, but this is the one that kinda gives a sneak peek at how bad his neck is.
he seems to be doing okay. he still runs away with a lot of energy if he gets the vibe i'm going to try anything funny. and he was loooovin' the catnip, which i was happy to see. a human with an untreated, uncovered wound like that would be, like, dead or something by now, though. poor big fella. :(
finally, it pays to keep the camera in bed with you:
this post isn't that long, it's just all the pictures...
okay, i came across this in a magazine today. it's paul allen's yacht, the octopus. cool name, huh?
413'. two helicopter landings. it has a recording studio. a theatre. a basketball court. a swimming pool. A SUBMARINE. yeah, i'm waiting on my next check to buy a book and someone out there owns a YACHT that has a SUBMARINE inside. agggh!
finally, a dolphin story. one of these days, they're going to grow thumbs. ¶ 9:51 PM
