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Saturday, October 27, 2012


Thought I'd write about an event in my life that I remembered from when I was kid. I used to keep journals when I was young, and I have at least two full ones. Unfortunately, I didn't date this entry, but I remember it being summer so it happened from my last entry which was in August 1996. I was going into the 7th grade so I was 12. I'll write it exactly as it is in the journal.

Mom found a lizzard in the garden, Isaiah (Izauh) caught it, And I Put it ina bucket. We put her (hint) in the water we picked her up and Isaiah found something swimming in the water, it was a baby lizzard! amazing! Buy the next day, She had another but that was all. if you shone one in the light right you would see a prity green spot on it. We declared it a her. And the other a boy. 2 days later the girl died gave her a sarimony and finaly let the Brave mother go. the baby went 10 minutes afterword.
It was sad to let them go but its beter than leting them die. Maybe in a year or two I'll see him. And when I ceach a lizzard or a snake I'll let them go on the same day. I called the baby lizzard Jarry. And the mother Ms. Brave. I'm glad she lived through that whole situation. In a way I'm glad I let her and her baby go. I know it was the right thing to do. I think its better to make someone or something happy than sad. I know I can't see a smile on a lizzard when it's happy but when I let it go I'm sure It whould be the happiest thing alive. I hope ms. Brave is happy, I keep on telling myself it was the right thing to do and I know it was. I'm happy and sad right now mostly happy because Mrs. Brave is happy. I did the right thing.


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

The "House" on Huson

I'd like to take a moment and reminisce fondly on a place I used to live... okay, not so fondly. I know I'm not the only one out there that lived in less than... accommodating conditions. And I'm not harping on those that have had it worse; or even have been homeless - which I thankfully have never been. My parents have told me stories about how they used to live "back in the day". Dad seemed to have it worse, with pizza boxes as furniture and a bedroom that was so small that you had to crawl over the bed to get to the dresser. Even my sister, who is 10 years older, lived in an old Victorian convert that everyone on the top floor had to share a bathroom; and it didn't even have a shower in it. So, this isn't really about complaining, but more like just remembering how it was for me at the old place on Huson St.

I find it hard to believe that this "house" didn't start out as a house and was converted to 5 apartments. I've had it told that back when this place was built - the 50's or 60's I think, that people wanted to build apartments that looked like houses, or some jacked up shit lol. But even if that was the case, I would think it would have been constructed better. If this place was actually built as apartments, then that architect needs to just... go away lol He was a idiot. I'll put this out in bullet point to make it faster.

1. Two water heaters, located in the basement, for all 5 apartments to share (it was always fun when I would get ready to take a shower, hear the water turn on downstairs, and stomp away because I would have to wait until they were done)

2. The stove was shoved against a wall where the broom closet door hit it and it wouldn't open more than 7-8 inches. The funny part was that the broom closet was as deep as the stove, and practically inaccessible thanks to that feat of architectural engineering.

3. No dishwasher. (Yeah, I know. QQ more lol)

4. The windows were 70-90 inches long, but only one small portion of it would open. They swung outwards, and you had to tie a string to the handle in order to close it, or use the metal arm. Oh, and on windy days, good luck keeping them open.The screens were specially made with holes in them and little minnie screen doors that slide open for the handles. Ha. I can't even find a damn picture of one on google they're so damned obscure lol. The window in the bedroom started at 5 feet off the floor; I could barely look out of it.

5. No vent fan in the bathroom. I mean, wtf? Who purposely builds a bathroom and doesn't put an air vent in there? I mean, it had a window at least. Maybe this was designed before air vents? o_O

6. On that note, the bathroom was on the slanted roof side, and so the shower curtain rod needed a chunk of wood bolted to the ceiling in order for it to be flush. It made the rod shorter than normal height, and mom sewed my cloth shower curtain about 3 inches shorter so it wouldn't pool all over the floor. Whenever I bought a vinyl shower curtain I'd just put my scissors to it.

7. We had a midget door from the bathroom that was our "storage space" - a piece of the attic. (the people on the first floor each had small units in the "basement") You couldn't even walk erect in there because of the slanted roof.

8. Was the house grounded? Dad never got a straight answer from the landlord about that. Most of our outlets were so old that they didn't have the grounding hole. (don't make fun cuz I don't know the technical term lol). When I bought an adapter to expand how many plugs we had, I had to saw off the grounding metal part in order to plug it in. In fact, I had to buy converters for the things like our computers. Seemed kind of unsafe. o_o

9. That gas heater was a pain in the ass. This isn't really a fault of the apartment... a heater like the one we had was just an idiotic idea to begin with.
A radiant heat, natural gas heater in the living room that had a vent into the bedroom. I think it was supposed to heat both places at once but I was never sure. I can't believe they still sell these. For one thing, even though they're natural gas, it still requires an electric spark to turn on, so you know, no heat when the power is out. Also, the pilot light is always lit, and you can always feel the heat coming out of it, even in summer, when we're already roasting on the top floor of an apartment that has magnifying glass windows that let in all the suns rays. We used to put a towel over it to try and block the heat. We'd thought about just snuffing out the light - but even dad wasn't sure if he could re-light it. We'd also thought about canceling service through the summers, but they charge to re-do the pilot light. And we paid like $10 a month to keep the damn gas flowing even though we never used the heater. So, whatever. We suffered lol.

10. And last but not least... drum roll please...
One time, the landlord called me and asked if I'd flushed a tampon down the toilet within the last couple of days. When I'd said no, she told me not to ever, because it plugged up the pipes and it backed up into the basement unit's bathtub. Apparently this happens on occasion. Lovely!

(PS - that reminds me, the toilet didn't have a stopper. I'd never in my life had to deal with an overflowing toilet because they would always stop. Not this one. I had to call Justin in, in a panic to ask him how to stop the water. By then, it was all over the bathroom floor. The downstairs neighbors called the landlord who called me, saying that water was leaking from their door jams. Yeah.... sorry bout that! lol)

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

What I'm __________

A blogging friend of mine had a neat idea, and I'd like to try it out. I might try this once a month or so, depending on if my tastes change. But basically, I'll fill in the blank with what's going on in the moment. I like this idea a lot because I often attach new songs that I fall in love with, to memories. (Because I listen to these new songs non-stop on eternal repeat for days). An unintended side-effect of that was when I would listen to that particular song in the future, it would pull up that memory.
For example, the song 'Begin' by Riyu Kosaka, reminds me of Pokemon every time I listen to it, because that song was on eternal repeat whenever I would play Pokemon on my computer.
So, here it goes.

Listening to: Without You by David Guetta, ft. Usher. (watch the music video. It's so cool) Not something new, but I'm re-falling in love with it. David Guetta is a new one for me. He's not a singer, but a composer, I guess. He writes the music, someone else writes the lyrics and sings it, or something. I have another song he's done too if you like that one. It's called Everybody Knows Me ft. Niles Mason.

Eating: This one would be pretty unchanging. Once I find something good to eat, I don't much change up my routine. Right now I'm enjoying my Kirkland weight loss shakes for breakfast, but I make them a lot better. In a blender, I add ice, cinnamon, nutmeg, and a teaspoon or so of almond butter (peanut butter works wonders too) and mix it up. It makes almost 20 oz and fills me up pretty much until lunch. It's tasty.

Drinking: Tea!!! I just read an article recently that suggests milk in tea might decease the antioxidant effects, which would really suck. But I'm actually enjoying a few different flavors. I loooove chocolate hazelnut. Also Chai is good, and Chai Vanilla. I can do green tea too, but again, it needs non-fat milk. Oh, and Splenda.

Watching: All the new shows are out for the season, so what am I watching? How I Met Your Mother, which I've already been watching since its inception. The Tivo has kind of left me out of the loop regarding any new series that come along because I never watch live TV. (like, EVER.) I would have also said House and Eureka if they hadn't ended last year. Still a sad panda about that. Once HIMYM ends, I won't have anything but my Inside Edition. Sigh. Oh, and I'll say Next Iron Chef, once that starts in November. And whenever the American Version of Being Human begins... I just have a season pass on my Tivo, so... lol

Reading: Alpha and Omega: Cry Wolf by some chick I don't even know. I didn't buy the book. I'm more than half done with it and it's okay. I'm really picky about my werewolves, I guess. I "grew up" with Kelley Armstrong's version of werewolves and so far, by far, they are the best. So much so in fact, that her books inspired me to write my Feral trilogy. My longest story ever.

Writing: Which brings me to what I'm writing! Now that Kelley Armstrong has ended her 13 book series, I decided to kind of start where she left off, in a way. I've borrowed her characters and her world, and began writing my own story. It's no where near as good, but I'm liking it so far. For lack of a better idea I'm just calling it "Werewolf" for now, and I'm 70 pages in. It'll be a story probably under 100. Slightly more maybe if I can think up some good plot points.

Most Excited About: Moving! Dear me, it's bittersweet. I love this apartment a lot. I mean, it's 920 square feet, which is huge, 2 bed, 1-1/2 bath unit. It's on the top floor, but only one flight of stairs up, and it's a corner unit so we only share one wall with the neighbors and we have extra windows. We have one assigned parking space that is within steps of the stairs, and covered for free. Plus, we're in the North End, which is a safe, beautiful area. Within minutes of Point Defiance Park. The downside is the price. We just can't keep living here. We had a roommate for 2 of the 3 years, and we attempted to stay here on our own w/o him and we've struggled a bit. I mean, I just paid $94 for w/s/g, and that's up by $10 this month. Why? I dunno, cuz whoever charges for the sewage jacked us? It's ridiculous. Anyway, we're moving a bit more south, near the mall. It's not that great of a neighborhood, but it's not horribly dangerous either. Not like Hilltop or the South End. I like the place a lot... we're sacrificing on space major, loosing the extra bedroom completely, but it was built in '99 so everything is basically new and efficient. Rent is over $100 a month cheaper, Electric will be cheaper, and Thank GOD there's a $56 flat rate for w/s/g. In addition, we actually get some amenities like a small gym and a tanning bed.

So that's it for this month! Tune in next time for What Amy is Doing (and why we care!) *grin*

Friday, October 5, 2012

Anzu the Ass Bird

This is my geek post for the month. Or the year. Or whatever. I play World of Warcraft. Yeah, I'll admit it. I fell in love with RPGs back when Josh and I got together, and MMOs are just RPGs with other people. The chatting part fit well with my wall flower persona of not having any outside friends or social life.
But right now, the game is really beginning to piss me off. I keep fighting the same boss over and over again, trying to get this mount to drop, and it never does. Now that mounts are shared account-wide, I've got 5 different characters running this dungeon every day (which you can only run once a day). But, the mount has only a 1.6% chance of dropping (according to

This is why I call him "Anzu, the Ass Bird". The mount he drops... is him. That guy ahead of me, that's what my mount would look like, and to me he looks fucking awesome. (Yeah, that's one of my characters: a level 85 Worgen Death Knight.) If none of this post makes any sense to you then, well... just look at the pretty birdie.

I'm lucky enough to be able to run this dungeon all by myself, so I don't have to compete or roll for it if it does drop. But, I've had such bad luck with these things I'd be surprised if I'd ever get it.
Waste of time? Maybe. He doesn't even fly, so I'd hardly use him. But I'm jelly when I see other people with him :P
Wish me luck, because dammit, I could sure use it!