Augh. x_x

[obliviousally_lj]

My neck is killing me. I think I slept on it wrong.

I have to clean the fucking bedroom, and put the gerbils...somewhere. Cause the hag decided to inform us last night, when we came home, that the exterminators are coming TODAY. Augh. but, they don't spray, they use some caulking shit that they put on the walls near the floor, or something. Cause I remember the gerbils were in the house last time they came. So I'm just gonna hide the gerbils in the tanks, and leave BA and Ozlet on the bed, and if anyone asks, we're delivering them to a friend this afternoon. Yes.

Speaking of BA, she's gotten really neurotic. Which worries me. All she's done for the last two days is sleep, and when I took her out of the cage yesterday, she was missing more of the fur around her nose, and the skin was rubbed raw. Turns out, she's been sitting in her corner, cleaning her face for long peroids of time. So, it's not rubbing her nose against the cage, like I thought. But I think I'm gonna change her shavings today, cause maybe she feels dirty.

I gotta go out today. Catch the bus before TJ gets off of work at 3PM. Whee. I'm broke now, so I hope I can con some money off of my mom. Cause I bought food with most of it, and we rented Ghost Ship. Although, we have yet to watch it.

Been entertained lately of some 'personal' drama floating about. Not really personal, but the only ones who know of it are me, TJ, and Noir. It entertains me, and almost makes me weep at the same time. I just can't comprehend PEOPLE anymore. Sad, sad creatures. :D

Also, Noir! We miiiiiiiiiiiiiight be doing something later today. I dunno. If we do, I'll get ahold of you via e-mail and let you know what's up. Cause I won't be online when you get off of work. Yes. Or soemthing to that effect.

Now, I go to finish tidying up and get foodbits.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

How about this. I break off contact with Noir and we forget the whole thing. I dislike being a source of entertainment for others.

[obliviousally.livejournal.com]

First off, tacar, don't be a coward and reply anonymously to my posts. And secondly, you've been a source of entertainment the day I got a link to your journal. And you will be, even if you're not friends with Noir. Because I find people like you funny. You're so slef-loathing and 'woe! pity me!'. If you didn't want attention, like you say, then you wouldn't always be putting your 'depression' out there. And you do, simply by posting entries in your journal. 'Oh! Woe! Someone thinks I might be gay! I'm going to go OD on sleeping pills!' What a pussy way out. Do you have a cupboard full of bottles of pills, each marked for mundane reasons? 'Man thinks I'm gay.' 'Feeling unwanted.' 'My mouse isn't working.' Oh, boo-fucking-hoo. what the fuck went wrong in your life that you're so damn self-loathing and angsty? Jeezus fuckin' christ. I've been though my share of shit in my short time here on Earth, and I'm as far from an angst fest as can be. It's not my fucking choice if you don't tak to Noir again. That's yours, and if you can't deal with the fact that he has other friends and you're not the only other person in his life, then tough. Grow some fucking balls, man, I've got more than you. And that's a sad, sad shame.

[tacar.livejournal.com]

GOD DAMNIT... You know it makes me mad I defended you. When Noir met you his paranoia about not being able to have friends really took over. But I told him you seem like nice people and that he should branch out. I CAN handle the fact he has other friends, can you?

[obliviousally.livejournal.com]

Hey, I am a nice person. But I can be a bitch. Especially to people who I find pathetic. And I can handle the fact he has other friends just fine. If you can even consider yourself a friend. I mean, since when does a friend try to manipulate him into taking down entries. Oh, yes, I know. Cause I bitched at him for doing it, then I found out you made him do it, cause it would be better to say it in person. Bullshit. You knew he wouldn't be able to say it in person. That's one of the most awkward things in the world to do. Christ. And if you were his friend, you wouldn't be so judgemental of how he expresses himself. So what if he wears a tail to work. Big. Fucking. Deal. If his boss doesn't have a problem with it, then you sure as hell shouldn't. A friend should fucking accept the other as they are, not try to mold them in their sad excuse for an image. So we all wear our tails in public! Oh no! We're all going to be shot down for being unique! Boohoo! Pfft. If you've got people on yuor ass all the time about how you are, then maybe you should travel a little farther that shitfuck Salem. Branch out, for christ's sake. It's not going to kill you.

[tacar.livejournal.com]

Read THIS it was HIS IDEA to take the journal entry down. HIS IDEA. I just agreed in his logic of having the guts to say it face to face. I only backed him up on it.

[parasaurolophus.livejournal.com]

Oof. I hope the gerbils don't have a habit of gnawing on the walls or anything. It's so easy to forget that caulk stuff is there a few months down the road, and you don't want to let them chew on it at all.

[obliviousally.livejournal.com]

Oh no! They don't get the chance to fun arund on the floor, just when their in the balls. And, if was, like, a spritz the guy sprayed in the corners. And all the gerbils were safely in their cages on the bed. ^_^ Plus, I aired the place out, just to be safe, even though there was no smell. :D