My dogs are evil.
Not really. They're just, well, dogs. And today they got a hold of this tiny little orange and yellow kitten, which in its remaining hours I christened as Peaches. Poor little thing. Didn't stand a chance, really.
But in honor of Peaches, I want to chat about my cats. The ones that stay indoors and don't get near my evil, evil dogs.
Roxie is a grey mancoon and turtle tabby mix. She has long fur that seems to get everywhere. Heard the phrase "Sheds like a cat" ? She invented it. I swear. She really belongs to my girl, because just after we adopted her I went on a week long trip. Ever since then, she's been a bit standoffish with me. But she is a sweet cat. Roxie likes chocolate ice cream and pringles. She knows the sound of the refrigerator opening and ice cream being gotten out. She can tell if we have had it while we were out, because she comes up to us, sniffs and the shows us her butt, as if to tell us what to kiss if we didn't bring her some too. She watches my girlfriend obsessivly, and will follow her around the house when she is home. She likes two other people. My girlfriends sister, and her mom. It must be pheremones. She actively ignores everyone else.
Jack is my sweet little tuxedo cat. And he's not really very little. He's got a bit of a belly, really. I don't know hwo though, because he eats the same as Roxie does. Jack is a very good jumper and quite the cuddle bug. He always sleeps on my bed and wakes me up in the morning with "chewy kisses" by biting my cheek and then licking it, as if to say "all better now" He hates the shower, but loves the bath. When you shower her gets between the curtains and cries until you get out. Bathtime, however, he sits on the edge of the tub and purrs. Very Loudly. He has a cute string made of velvet that he carries around between his teeth, all over the house. If we ever can't find him, we can look for the string, and he'll pretty much be in that room. He's very vocal. We have a habit of saying to him "What's wrong Jack? Is Timmy in the well?" He always answers back.
Jack and Roxie do not like eachother very well. Or I should say Roxie hates Jack with a vengence, I think he must have stolen her thunder. Everytime he walks by she tosses herself on the floor and cries like she's been beaten. (We don't beat them, btw) I told her once, I was on to her. So now she does it mostly for my girl, who goes over and coos to her when she does this. Attention whore. That's what she is.
I guess that's about all for my cats, suffice to say they are quirky and I love them very much. Poor Peaches, I would have loved her too. Sleep sweet little one...
AG
Friday, August 05, 2005
Facing the Reality
Its Official. I am an Addict.
Hello, my name is Alecya and I am a reality TV addict. I have watched all 10 seasons of Survivor. I know all the winner's names. I also watch American Idol, The Bachelor/ette, Average Joe, The Cut, Hell's Kitchen, Rock Star INXS, Wife Swap, Extreme Makover, Extreme Makeover Home Edition, Teh Amazing Race, and America's Next Top Model. Yes, I taped Rob and Amber's wedding.
I will admit crushes on reality TV stars. I regularly check their websites. I vote in online poles. I play fantasy games. I go to message boards. And now, I blog about them.
I fear that my addiction will soon swallow me whole. My TV schedule revolves around them. While I was once a nice girl who went out of an evening, played with my pets and cooked my love dinner; I have turned into a monster who refuses to take phone calls during prime time TV. A frozen pizza is on the counter for my beloved. My cat, who seeks love from me, will be snarled at "Not right now Bubba - MiG's about to sing." My dogs wonder if I love them. I am thinking of naming my first child after Mark Burnett.
I used to mock men who yelled at the TV screen during ball games. Now I know how they feel. I find myself shouting things like "No, he stole your steak Jessica!" and "Are you KIDDING? I hate Rupert! Don't give him a million bucks!" I cried when Shii Ann held her bucket the longest. I watch replays of Jordis on my computer obsessively.
I have resolved to take the 12 Step Program for Reality TV addicts. As Follows:
1. I admit I am powerless over reality TV--that my life has become unmanageable.
2. Came to believe that a Power greater than my TV could restore me to sanity.
3. Made a decision to turn my will and my life over to the care of outdoor activity and healthy relationships
4. Made a searching and fearless TV outline, disavowing reality TV
5. Admitted to God, to myself and to another human being the exact nature of my wrongs.
6. I am entirely ready to remove all these defects of character.
7. Humbly asked others to help me to remove my shortcomings.
8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all. Including my dogs, cats, neighbors and telemarketers that I have screamed at. Well, maybe not them. I woudl have screamed anyway.
9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.
10. Continued to take personal inventory of when I cannot be allowed to have the remote control and when I slip up I promptly admit it.
11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with the outside world.
12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to other eality TV addicts.
With this in mind, I went to a message board I am fond of and went to tell them the good news relating to our impending recovery. I chanced across a fan thread. People were going crazy, posting spoilers for a new season of survivor, talking about people they had met, re-writing entire seasons to suit their ideal winners needs. Writing entire non-existent seasons, to mix and mingle the characters of other seasons, photochopping pictures to pair couples ideally. And I thought to myself. Man, these people have a problem. I am not so bad afterall.
Good thing. I need to go vote for may favotire INXS singer. And write ABC about Dancing withthe stars. The ending sucked.
Well. I'm off to do more good. Until then...Keep it real!
Hello, my name is Alecya and I am a reality TV addict. I have watched all 10 seasons of Survivor. I know all the winner's names. I also watch American Idol, The Bachelor/ette, Average Joe, The Cut, Hell's Kitchen, Rock Star INXS, Wife Swap, Extreme Makover, Extreme Makeover Home Edition, Teh Amazing Race, and America's Next Top Model. Yes, I taped Rob and Amber's wedding.
I will admit crushes on reality TV stars. I regularly check their websites. I vote in online poles. I play fantasy games. I go to message boards. And now, I blog about them.
I fear that my addiction will soon swallow me whole. My TV schedule revolves around them. While I was once a nice girl who went out of an evening, played with my pets and cooked my love dinner; I have turned into a monster who refuses to take phone calls during prime time TV. A frozen pizza is on the counter for my beloved. My cat, who seeks love from me, will be snarled at "Not right now Bubba - MiG's about to sing." My dogs wonder if I love them. I am thinking of naming my first child after Mark Burnett.
I used to mock men who yelled at the TV screen during ball games. Now I know how they feel. I find myself shouting things like "No, he stole your steak Jessica!" and "Are you KIDDING? I hate Rupert! Don't give him a million bucks!" I cried when Shii Ann held her bucket the longest. I watch replays of Jordis on my computer obsessively.
I have resolved to take the 12 Step Program for Reality TV addicts. As Follows:
1. I admit I am powerless over reality TV--that my life has become unmanageable.
2. Came to believe that a Power greater than my TV could restore me to sanity.
3. Made a decision to turn my will and my life over to the care of outdoor activity and healthy relationships
4. Made a searching and fearless TV outline, disavowing reality TV
5. Admitted to God, to myself and to another human being the exact nature of my wrongs.
6. I am entirely ready to remove all these defects of character.
7. Humbly asked others to help me to remove my shortcomings.
8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all. Including my dogs, cats, neighbors and telemarketers that I have screamed at. Well, maybe not them. I woudl have screamed anyway.
9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.
10. Continued to take personal inventory of when I cannot be allowed to have the remote control and when I slip up I promptly admit it.
11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with the outside world.
12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to other eality TV addicts.
With this in mind, I went to a message board I am fond of and went to tell them the good news relating to our impending recovery. I chanced across a fan thread. People were going crazy, posting spoilers for a new season of survivor, talking about people they had met, re-writing entire seasons to suit their ideal winners needs. Writing entire non-existent seasons, to mix and mingle the characters of other seasons, photochopping pictures to pair couples ideally. And I thought to myself. Man, these people have a problem. I am not so bad afterall.
Good thing. I need to go vote for may favotire INXS singer. And write ABC about Dancing withthe stars. The ending sucked.
Well. I'm off to do more good. Until then...Keep it real!
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Welcome
Well, hello there and welcome to my space!
I hope you enjoy all of my crazy ramblings. My hope is to use this space as a place to release, relax, and share bits of me with all you crazies who are interested in my comings and goings. On occasion, you might be subjected to my writing, which I love to do, and love to get feedback on.
I am looking very much forward to you getting to know me, and hearing back from you.
* AG
I hope you enjoy all of my crazy ramblings. My hope is to use this space as a place to release, relax, and share bits of me with all you crazies who are interested in my comings and goings. On occasion, you might be subjected to my writing, which I love to do, and love to get feedback on.
I am looking very much forward to you getting to know me, and hearing back from you.
* AG
Lunchtime
Ahhh. The lunch hour. I don't know any working person who doesn't long for this moment. The few moments you get to break away from the tedium that is office work. Half an hour in my case. It never seems to come soon enough. Then again, I get to work at 6 in the morning, so by the time lunch rolls around I am really ready for a break. My girl will be at work just as I have finished my second hour...
What better time than lunch than to think about food (or write about it in my case)?
Living in a relatively big city, there's plenty of places to eat, but I have found the best things come in oddly packaged places. My current dining favorites include a gas station about 5 miles from my office, where you can get home made lasagna (today) chicken and noodles (fridays) and excellent meat loaf (Wednesdays). My grandfather, whom I lived with a large part of my life, was a chef, and I have come to appreciate good food in its many forms from his influences on me. My other favorite right now, a boring but quick fix, is the Subway up the road. Its not the sandwiches are better than any other place per se, but the people who work there are very nice. One girl in particular, who I love to see, is very sweet, especially after the time she gave my food to someone else and had to chase them out the door for it. I always feel like I owe her just a little bit...I don't know why.
Along with food comes the dreaded allergies, which I very much resent. I love any kind of food I can get my hands on, but am unfortuately allergic to peanuts, MSG, and any iteration of fish. I sigh in frustration every time my friends and I try to line out a restaurant to eat at, inevitably two or three palces I can't eat come up. Do people without allergies ever consider what the rest of us are missing?
I do love to cook, although its not listed in my profile. One of the best things in the world, in my opinion, is the simple joy of cooking for people that you love and sharing that meal with them. I love to entertain and having people in my home, and kitchen, always cheers me up.
Here's to good eating, friends, and the ability to eat and put food on the table!
AG
What better time than lunch than to think about food (or write about it in my case)?
Living in a relatively big city, there's plenty of places to eat, but I have found the best things come in oddly packaged places. My current dining favorites include a gas station about 5 miles from my office, where you can get home made lasagna (today) chicken and noodles (fridays) and excellent meat loaf (Wednesdays). My grandfather, whom I lived with a large part of my life, was a chef, and I have come to appreciate good food in its many forms from his influences on me. My other favorite right now, a boring but quick fix, is the Subway up the road. Its not the sandwiches are better than any other place per se, but the people who work there are very nice. One girl in particular, who I love to see, is very sweet, especially after the time she gave my food to someone else and had to chase them out the door for it. I always feel like I owe her just a little bit...I don't know why.
Along with food comes the dreaded allergies, which I very much resent. I love any kind of food I can get my hands on, but am unfortuately allergic to peanuts, MSG, and any iteration of fish. I sigh in frustration every time my friends and I try to line out a restaurant to eat at, inevitably two or three palces I can't eat come up. Do people without allergies ever consider what the rest of us are missing?
I do love to cook, although its not listed in my profile. One of the best things in the world, in my opinion, is the simple joy of cooking for people that you love and sharing that meal with them. I love to entertain and having people in my home, and kitchen, always cheers me up.
Here's to good eating, friends, and the ability to eat and put food on the table!
AG
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