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| Monday, November 30th, 2009 | | 9:25 pm |
I am jealous of you americans and your ritual eating of the ugly but delicious turkey. I know I can't bloody find a turkey for love nor money. Not that I know how to cook one or anything, but I do a mean roast chicken. Why in my hoarding of food didn't I buy a chicken? My new mini kitchen has the tray set right in the middle of the oven, so any chicken needs to be less than about 3-4 inches tall. That would be one FLAT chicken. People want my rat babies, I AM SO EXCITED YAAAY. At any rate I don't really have anything interesting to say. Wait. Did I say how Gary's x-box is BROKEN again? *beats head on wall* We had JUST gotten into playing viva pinata. I could see me playing that. Now I'd like to shoot someone in the foot. I spent about a hundred bucks on it so far .... and it's not even MY (SEX MACHINE MISTRESS) xbox. Fucking fuckity 360's. Current Mood:  crazy | | Saturday, November 28th, 2009 | | 10:30 pm |
Well, Evee has been sleeping ... and eating ... and sleeping ... Weight baseline - 215 g morning before getting laid. Weight this afternoon - 247 g (not immediately after a tasty tasty meal this time ... I kept weighing her after baby food and thought she was having crazy epic weight gain ... duh me.) So over eight days, 32 g up. She's getting a lovely squishy feel when I pick her up so hopefully motherhood will suit her in the traditional rat sense of causing GROWTH. It usually does. Hopefully I am feeling growth and not like 20-odd babies, as you really shouldn't be feeling pregancy weight at this stage except for from all the goodies she's getting. I am waaaay too obsessed. Also someone is importing WOBUST WODENT WHEELS and I and weally weally excited! Yeah, I can't say the name seriously. But still, big ass good quality rat wheel! Yay! Had a small windfall, had a small shopping spree .... I have a weird obsession with stockpiling food. I am scared to look at my supermarket reciepts. I suspect I may have bought a few hundred bucks worth of rat food ... *cough* I am not insane, I am just trying not to buy a huge new rat cage which probably wouldn't fit in the house and we don't have a social group that would fill it sufficiently but still I WANT IT. (The avi one 605 I believe ... I will go and drool at it some more later and figure out if it will hold as many rats as I think it can.) But being good so far. I should wait and see how many babies Evee has and see if I can make a better guess about which I'll be keeping and what interest I might get before I splash out on a flash new cage. After all I might have a good excuse. :P Incidentally Gary's X-box has finally decided it's open tray error will be a full time thing now. So I am expecting Gary to become a major pain in the ass any minute now, but he is indulging pokemon obsession for the time being. Decided to be nice and buy him a new part for his (SEX MACHINE MISTRESS) x-box and what does he do? Bite my head off all afternoon and makes himself a dinner I can't eat, then bite my head off some more when I interrupt his cooking so I can have a snack. I don't know why I bother. There is nothing new with me. BLARGH. Current Mood: amusedCurrent Music: SHITTY MOVIE ON TV | | Sunday, November 22nd, 2009 | | 4:24 pm |
We have rat sex!
Well, Pestilence and Evee apparently decided what they needed was a good dose of bore the hell out of you Lord of the Rings during the small hours of the morning. Just because my rats can't read I shall embarrass the hell outta them. First time I've ever seen a rat use the withdrawl method. First time I've seen rats air hump. First time I've worried a boy rat might just be TOO LAZY or too concerned with his appearance to do the deed. (Yes, Pest hadn't been with a girl before.) However, with a good dose of LotR Pest turned into the model image of his father's father Necro, at least in the bedroom department. That is to say he became very single minded. I stopped counting. Normally I count up to fifty or so, so that's definitely saying something. Now Evee is sleeping a lot, so I assume Pest is as successful as all of his ancestors were at passing on his genes. HURRAH!!!! The New Del Sols are on their way. Current Mood: giggly | | Wednesday, November 18th, 2009 | | 12:20 am |
YARG ARGH AND BLARG
I hate it when people ask you for your opinion, only to rip it apart as though it were a personal attack. So I thought the idea needed more work. BIG WHOOP. Someone had to say it since everyone now KNOWS this person is horribly touchy, nobody else was going to, and it could go horribly horribly wrong. God damn politics. I REFUSE TO DEFEND MYSELF. It is a stupid idea, I now will withdraw my soldiers. However, I'm not bloody giving rat babies to anyone who's offended THAT easily. What a pain in the ass it would be to get updates. In the meantime Gary asks me to entertain him. So going to beat him up for whinging now. Or make him watch a DVD that I will enjoy and he will not, at least. Current Mood:  grumpy | | Saturday, November 14th, 2009 | | 2:35 pm |
The trouble with all this rat stuff
.... is that I seem to be looking for someone to tell me "Yes, do it" instead of trusting my own judgement - the judgement of me who has raised some seventeen litters since being 16. It might be closer to twenty now, I can't remember if got the number seventeen before or after the swine flu litter and Gary's litter. Now, even though I didn't keep 100% health records I still have a pretty clear idea of what's wrong with which family - and I have a SHITLOAD of experience in how babies compare to parents. I can tell you, for example, that it's very unlikely to have just one agressive rat in a litter. It's always been 1/2 or all of the boys. Sometimes girls too when they're older. Another thing I know is that respiritory issues can be bred out or improved quite drastically from parent to child. None of Patrick's kids were respy, even though Patrick was. Patrick's grandkids were respy in one instance, but breeding onto to Snow seems to have wiped this out and hasn't been seen in four gen after. There's other things I don't know for sure but suspect. One of them is that in the process of selecting for health it is possible to breed rats who SEEM healthy but are actually just asymptomatic. Careful selection of seeminly healthy parents could lead to rats who have all the usual health problems but just don't show them. Silent pnuemonia is a pain in the ass so I don't particularly want to select for invisible health issues. Another thing I suspect is that aggression can sometimes be modified by how rats are raised. My rat babies have always been taught from very very young that it's not okay to bite a person. Especially hands. They know their boundaries. When Leon, Vera and Berne were still alive (from Patricks first litter with Sharlotte) I could stick my hand in the middle of a rat fight to stop it. Not even necessary to touch them, simply place my hand in between the fighting rats. Sometimes they would even ALMOST bite me, but stop short. There's nothing as cute as a fat fluffy little fawn rat who looks totally guilty. FOR THE RECORD, NEVER EVER STICK YOUR HAND IN A RAT FIGHT. NORMALLY THIS IS A GREAT WAY TO GET BITTEN. Naturally, the common tactic is to let baby rats simply outgrow biting people, cause they do - in fact, that stage is when they are tasting literally anything to see if it's food, and biting isn't really an accurate description since they do not have very strong jaws at that age ...more teething maybe .... but we didn't know about that way back when so the teething stage was used to teach rats to never bite people. I think this is why our aggressive rats are also some of our sweetest ones. Totally loving of people. I also think it's going to be very very difficult to alter cancer rates deliberately. I've seen that appear and disappear across generations randomly but either it's there in your source rats or it's not. If it's there no amount of outbreeding seems to get rid of it. Arthur was four or five gen removed from Oscar and not a direct descendant (his ancestor was Oscar's brother's daughter) but he still got weird freaky cancer at a young age. And in between we had at least one cancer in every generation except for the generation that was housed with aggressive rats and died at 1year old - so didn't live long enough to get normal cancers. And all the girls that got cancer got it more than once. Even though they at least got the normal mammary tumors instead of freaky organ or shoulder cancer. Although I should say lump, not cancer, since I never got it tested for. I don't know why I keep looking for approval, I guess it's cause I haven't considered temperment any more than a bonus in the past. But I know from when I was breeding that one lovely parent isn't enough - both parents need to be lovely if you want the babies to be. Otherwise you get in between temperments that just get worse and worse every generation. WHICH SUCKS. Health, I've seen appear from just one parent being healthy, and I've seen the opposite too - healthy parent's genes not overpowering non-healthy parents genes. So that leads me to feel some rats will have a dominant gene for (I think) a really powerful immune system or similar which helps suppress any other inherited health issues. Whereas other rats are healthy because they haven't got any problems to pass on but don't really have anything superrat about them either. Except that that family seems to be long lived and have stronger kidneys since Hades survived the days of dog and cat food. Which you should not feed your rats as a rule because it has too much protein for a complete diet and will wear their kidneys out. However plenty of people use senior/diet dog food biscuits as PART of their rat food, but they buy the super-premium stuff which costs SHITLOADS and lab blocks are so much cheaper and you know, a complete diet on their own so I don't usually feel a need to add vitamins and minerals if I have lab blocks in the mix. ... okay more seriously. I WANT TO BREED PESTILENCE AND EVEE. I want their gorgeous golden babies.... I want their gorgeous dove babies ...hell even if there's crazy genetics so that they each have DIFFERENT ruby eye dilute genes and Evee had two agouti genes ... even if they had all agouti babies I would want their babies. They have gorgeous head shapes and gorgeous colors. Their personalities are complimentary, Evee should bring back that OUTGOING confidence and Pest should keep that potential for sitting still and cuddling ... I have a really hard time explaining my rats personalities to people online. I go on and on and on.... They say, I have one like that, all young girls act like that. YES BUT HE"S AN OLD OLD MAN RAT. And I say "THE INCREDIABLE RAT THAT ACTUALLY SITS STILL" And they say, I have some like that, it's called being old. But this is a young girl rat, probably four months old. And all of my oldies can't sit still. As long as their legs work they're hyper as. Well what can I say. Either all my rats are weird. Or all the people I'm talking to generalize. Current Mood: aggravatedCurrent Music: neighbourhood dog throwing a hissy. | | Saturday, November 7th, 2009 | | 12:36 pm |
| | Monday, October 5th, 2009 | | 6:24 pm |
Like I need a subject.
Gary had rat babies. The parents are the ones I wanted to breed together in four-five months time. Oh well. I hate school. BLARG. Tyrattasaurus is respy - sounds like he's snoring all the time. I don't know why I'm posting, actually. Have great plans to stick rat cages together and build shelves to make better use of space in them and blah de blah. I may now be the only smoker in my family. YAARRR I IS EVUL. (Because we all know evil can't spell. Or something.) Gary is upstairs taking a nap. Cause apparently I made him too warm last night and gave him a headache or something. God, people are whingy when they get what they thought they wanted. Seriously. It's like now he's not at pak'n'save he finally has the time to complain about every useless thing I'VE had to put up with daily for oh ... three years? Nyeh and blargh and other unimpressed noises. Current Mood:  boredCurrent Music: the sweet chirping of RAT BABIES | | Monday, September 28th, 2009 | | 11:15 pm |
Let's see. Gary is having his first keep'em'all litter. I found another rat breeder.Hurrah. School is hell. I may well fail two classes. I DO NOT NOPE NO WAY NO HOW want to be a vet nurse. Dad threw a hissy fit about this, I assume he forgot that I am not actually training to be a vet nurse. I now want to be a pet breeding consultant, but I believe there is no such thing. Nevertheless I will build the necessary skill set anyhow. My mum bought a 604 for her parrot. I know I should not expect her to buy me things but a small version of me is throwing a temper tantrum because she didn't buy me a 604T. Nevertheless I saw a flight cage which I will hopefully buy for the rats in a few weeks. No, they don't fly. I just think I ABSOLUTELY MUST have indoor avairies for rat cages to set a good example to become a respectable rat breeder. I may well be going crazy. Oh and I am having a house inspection on thursday. WE MOPPED THE FUCKING CEILINGS. If we get kicked out after this much cleaning I'm gonna be PISSED OFF. The end. Buh bye now. | | Tuesday, September 1st, 2009 | | 9:47 pm |
*stressplosion* Oh no, now there's bits of brain and skull everywhere. BLARGH. Hate school. Got extensions. Still will probably fail. Don't care. Must upgrade rat cages. Must build rat cages. Must know SO MUCH ABOUT RATS THAT MY HEAD EXPLODES. Must write all ratty thoughts down and make a book. Must track down old homes. Must find own ethics. Must start writing again before ideas stolen on purpose or muse gives them to someone else. Must get better at Halo before ODST comes out and Gary "loses" the disc. Must clean house. Must mow lawn. Must feed self more effectively/often. Must control finances, must stop buying cookietime cookies and breaking budget buy buying COOKIES FOR FUCKS SAKE. I hate you cookie monster. Must not kill idiots I have to do STUPID group poster with, at school, which is due on Friday, which nobody but me has done anything for, which I can't do anything else for until they FUCKING COMMUNICATE and decide what the fake company is called, what the stake holders are, and well actually do the bits important to the assignment instead of FUCKING AROUND FOR FOUR WEEKS DECIDING WHAT FUCKING COLOR THE POSTER SHOULD BE. I would like to boil their heads and shove their soggy brains up their sphincters. RAWR FULL RAGE MODE. | | Monday, August 17th, 2009 | | 9:47 am |
What have I been doing lately?
I have been making a web site. Not for random ranting this time. But for rats! I have some photos of rats on there... no new ones sadly, since my camera is being FUCKITY. Will try again to make it work today, since I am procrastinating. I could kill twenty minutes listing everything I should be doing, but I'm scared to. So instead I am updating here and planning to take photos and make silver rat hammocks out of the dress I wore to the school dance when I was about 12 or 13. I don't think it will fit me again if I spend five years sitting on this couch eating. And I am too old to be wearing silver dresses, but it would make my rat cages look cool (and constrast nicely with the garishly colored hippy hammocks which are pink green orange and have fish on them). And then I get to go to the doctor this afternoon and spend the last of my money on anti-pregnancy pills. Incidentally I named a rat after them so I would finally remember what my pill is called. Anyhow, the website. It is at www.houseofkahn.webs.com and I have not put a whole hell of a lot on there ... well I am being careful what I want to say at first, since it is mostly for advertising and so I don't have to have a half hour argument everytime I say I breed rats. (That's with the like-minded people. It is the process of figuring out each others ethics I believe.) So anyhow I have a little bit about what I consider a breeding quality rat, and a bit about what I expect from people who adopt my rats. Hopefully that will save me from ye olde faithful problems ... Such as "Can a borrow a carry cage to get them home" .... which the rat lives in until I ask for my cage back, upon finding that out I have to ask for the rat back (Sarah). And "Sure I'm allowed to keep pet rats where I live" .... which two or three months later inevitably turns into "Umm, can you take care of my rat for awhile, it turns out the people I live with weren't ok with it"... (Also Sarah) And the "OMG MY RAT IS REPRODUCING BY MITOSIS" (or is it meiosis?) which inevitably turns out to be a massive tumor ... which leads to me saying "take it to the vet." "take it to the vet." "Damnit man, I have money this week, how about I take it to the vet for you." .... What do you know, they can take it to the vet anyhow. (That was Pixel, who probably set a record for life after tumor ... like, two or three years after surgery?) That, and if you have a breeding colony of cats, don't let drunk people mess with your rat cage (Zeppelin...that was not a fun party). Oh, and this is one which I deal with at least every six months if not more. "Can I have a rat?" What's wrong with that statement? Well it's invariably from someone who sees my house is full of rat cages, who I will probably never see again. It is always followed by "Do you have a spare cage you can give me?" And of course, they only want one rat. Which probably 99.9% of the time is MEAN. You do not take a young loving vulnerable rat baby and leave it alone. Very occasionally, I have a rat who needs to be alone. Skorm was a great example. He was a hazard to other rats, and I'm quite sure it was not hormonal or even aggressive. It was a "I'm blind, I'm crazy, you're tasty" thing. And he went to live with one of the VERY FEW people I know who can be trusted to keep a single rat in a happy state - it's something I can only judge from long observation. I can't say "do this, this and this to keep a single rat." I can say "If it's going to be single anyhow, this person will provide them with the highest potential happiness." So yeah, along with building a website I am upgrading the conditions of care I provide, and expecting more from the people I give rats to. Although I having made up my mind about giving yet. Cost me two hundred to raise my last litter to seven weeks. That is in FOOD ALONE. I should have played with them more when I had swine flu, but instead I just stuck them in my jumper. Now they are only happy in my sleeve/hood/shoulder/etc. It may be fairly evident that I think how I've been homing my rat babies in the past has been a PAIN IN THE ASS and many times I've not been comfortable with it. The point of the website is to save me some grief, hopefully. Make people aware of their responsibilities and my expectations before any rats change hands. And to have some advertising beyond word of mouth - which is usually my mouth. And this way when dad has rat enquiries for me he can send them there. Still to decide - if I should have some sort of adoption agreement (contract... I don't like a lot of rat adoption contracts I've read, because it seems not legally enforcable, but I would consider it IF I can get a look at breeder-owner agreements usual to other species ... and if I can word it to include the obligations you already have as a pet owner under the animal welfare act.) Also, I am kinda of stuck. I don't want to say I can demand a rat back, but I don't want to say "they're returnable rats" either, even though they are. One seems too threatening and one seems too responsibility free. In the past it's simply that when a rat is in danger of being short of a home, I start nagging and repeatedly offering the rat a home. It's hard for me to find the level of language that I'm comfortable with, so I'm taken seriously without being threatening. Also I don't want to make it a how to keep rats site, as there's already tons of them who do it better and have more experience than I do. Although on the how to side of things, I am having great difficulty writing some sort of humorous rat sex ed thingee ... basically including all the information I would try to tell people buying rats to breed in pet shops (it's a lot to say in about a minute, I wish I had a tape of it). The think first bit is already up in breeding, although the complete before you breed think about list is about three times as long and makes me sound like an ASS. Okay, shutting up now. Current Mood:  contemplative | | Wednesday, July 29th, 2009 | | 11:41 am |
Maybe when I was panicking yesterday I should have thought about the fact that I have all of fifty cents and can't actually afford to get to school today, or afford to print it off. I've emailed it in and hope that's enough ... it is conservation after all, would be a tad ironic to insist on a printed copy (especially since it's the longest assignment to date) ... however it doesn't say to hand in a printed and a digital copy (which most assignments so far have asked for) so HOPEFULLY it will count as having handed in the assignment. If not, well, there's really not a fuck of a lot I can do about it now. | | Tuesday, July 28th, 2009 | | 4:51 pm |
How can I list reasons for conserving endangered species, when the only reason is emotional? Logically, I disagree massively with conservation. I think it's a stupid fucking idea. The aww so cute instincts disagree though. Also, if we have the power to fuck it up that much, why not see if that's not all we can do? But I can't write that in my homework now, can I? "Why should we conserve endangered species? We have the choice, so why not?" | | Thursday, July 16th, 2009 | | 5:48 pm |
| | 10:33 am |
Oh god I have to go back to school next week. I SO DON'T WANT TO. Did pass my exams, though. Damnit, passing is not helpful to quitting. *sigh* Current Mood: frustrated | | Tuesday, July 7th, 2009 | | 1:37 am |
So the camera got here. I've taken so many photos of rats... mostly blurry. A few good ones I put here s183.photobucket.com/albums/x257/Veritai/The pictures of multicolored rat babies on a blue mink blanket are old .. from like 07. They all grew up to be hormonal grumpy buggers. But back then AWW SO CUTE. Yeah, um, all pictures are rat babies... except Hades. He's their daddy. Current Mood: cheerful | | Friday, July 3rd, 2009 | | 2:14 pm |
Okay, ramble blah
So, what has happened lately? On Thursday last week I finally got Gary his belated birthday present, which was getting his cat desexed. For the record Gary's birthday was back in february. It was supposed to be Rose, but well Rose disappeared about a month ago. So it was Delilah instead, Rose's daughter (did I tell you we had kittens last summer?). So yeah. She came through surgery fine. Then on Monday we finally let her outside for the afternoon, and she up and disappears. Neighbour told me yesterday she heard a cat getting attacked by a dog on monday. Bugger. Happy Birthday Gary, here's one uterus-free dead cat. So yeah, that sucked. Not looking forward to telling the vet. Only have two cats now. What do you do about your neighbour's dog being a cat killer? Onto less depressing things, finally got a camera. One of those crappy keychain ones, but you gotta start somewhere, right? Apparently it is being posted today. Quite looking forward to taking photos again. Even though I failed photography in high school, or would've if I hadn't changed schools a week before the class finished. I dunno, when I a kid I would torment the cat by covering him in flowers and taking photos. The same cat still lives with my dad. No killer dogs for him. He's like... 19 now? Senile and blind, and they have to get him shaved every couple months cause he doesn't clean himself any more and his fur matts up. Guess maybe that cat gave me the wrong idea about survival rates of cats. Oh well. So yeah, Gary got fired from Pak'n'Save on sunday, and is totally over the moon about it. I am rather less happy but hey it was going to happen sooner or later and if I don't have to see WINZ again I'll live with it. Hopefully he will figure out what job he will hate least and do it. SO he is off at the don't go on the benefit seminar today. For a full description, travel back in time ... I know I did a great rant once upon a time about the sheer HELL of going on the benefit including the fact that WINZ employees lock their souls away in the back room and sacrifice a goat at the beginning of the day. Or something. Yeah, I would rather clean toilets than fill out the paperwork needed to go on the benefit again - nevermind actually TALKING to the people there *shudder*. Also, am waiting for so many courier deliveries it's not funny. Gary's waiting on army surplus and magic cards *sigh* and I am waiting on two batches of rat food and camera. Still nothing has arrived yet which is bugging me cause I would've liked to get out of the house. It's a gorgeous day. Also, I managed to smoke 2/3 of an ounce in 3 1/2 weeks. HOLY SHIT. *Cough cough* Wolverine's passed on. So did Sephiroth. They weren't the oldest rats but the least healthy, so not entirely unexpected. Also, finally started weedwhacking the lawn the other day. Made Gary move all my huge ceramic plant pots so hopefully will plant a vege garden in those for the summer. Seriously, if I went out and bought those new it'd be $200-$400 worth of plant pots. Nearly all rat babies have names now. We used a Red Vs Blue theme for some names (We have Tex, Sheila, Caboose, Tucker, and Church) and an obscure three thrones theme for some (Zanthe, Zaybille, Zumute, Necate) and also we used the name Dionysus, bearing in mind that the family has a tradition of god-names (Like Kali, and Hades) and also the other side of the family has a tradition of corvid names (Like Raven, and Rook). So we have four names to go, not including Gary's attempt to name a rat No-name nameless namelessson the nameless one. (Guess where the other 1/3 went?) So could go for some name suggestions. Especially if anybody knows if there's a god of crows or something. Current Mood: drained | | Wednesday, July 1st, 2009 | | 8:18 pm |
blarg
I have spent all week looking for a cheap camera. I want to start taking photos of my rats. Especially during these AWWWWCUTE stages of rat babies. BTW, rat babies all alive and well, and hyperactive as anything. Growing about a week ahead of what I previously thought was normal. I'm taking this as proof that our feed has been under quality in the past. Ah well. Looking forward. *crosses fingers* Here's hoping that I don't get outbid this time. It's probably going to be a really crappy camera, but Gary finally has been freed (read: fired) from Pak'n'slave, so going for the cheapest possible camera until circumstances change. Blah. Shutting up now. Will blather on sometime soon. Current Mood: frustrated | | Monday, June 22nd, 2009 | | 12:16 pm |
Well, rat babies have reached MAXIMUM POSSIBLE CUTENESS FACTOR. They are in that gorgeous stage where their eyes are open and they look like proper little rats ... but they are totally unco-ordinated and mostly not jumping yet. Mostly is because they still do that NO I MUST DIVEBOMB OFF YOUR HAND thing. Which is, I'm sure, a sign that they will be hyperactive just like their daddy Hades (and other less appreciated relatives like Patrick). So, many of the berks have a very similar marking to their dad - what we call the falling man, cause ... well, it looks like one. Head down, limbs slightly spread. To be clear, this is a white blob on a black rats tummy. And all or nearly all of the hoodeds have gorgeous white throat stripes going up to their chins. I also noticed at least one little hooded girl has a tiny sprinkle of white hairs in a dot on her forehead. I'm not sure if any others do, I haven't really been looking for it. It might not stay though ... Raven who is mother's grandma had a white spot on her head when she was a baby, and that moulted out. We've only once seen a head spot stick, and that was on Armageddon, a tiny tiny spot behind one ear. Yeah, I know in America there's rats with actual blazes. But over here we usually don't. So I am very proud of my white-throated rats, and those with tiny white moustaches. So nyah. I still think my original count - 6 boys 8 girls - is right. And all are furry and shiny. Current Mood: happy | | Saturday, June 20th, 2009 | | 3:06 pm |
YAY PLAGUE
Well, the local newspaper the other day had an article on the front cover about SWINE FLU. It was talking about the school local to two suburbs over being closed because of four students showing symptoms similar to swine flu, and parents reactions to the school closing, and mentioned that several parents were at Pak'n'Save when they heard the news. Incidentally Pak'n'Save is the supermarket Gary (MY PARTNER) works for, although they didn't say in the article what store. They also included a handy list of symptoms. Did I mention I'm sick? I have EVERY SYMPTOM. However, I don't think I'm dying, I'm on the mend, and I can't be bothered going to the doctor. I just want to hibernate until I feel better. So nyah. However, I may make a nice big sign to keep people away if I feel creative later. Not quite sure how to write a bugger off I have the same symptoms as the swine flu sign. Any ideas, folks? Current Mood: amused | | Tuesday, June 16th, 2009 | | 10:31 am |
It is no use being intelligent if you can't admit when you're being a fucking fool. That's not relevant to anything. |
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