Infect Me With Your Pony Posion

OMG

There are no words for how excited this makes me...
Moving on.

IT'S MONDAY! Yay!
Actually I'm in a pretty chipper mood. I just had a caramel machiato (sp?) and my hands are shaking ridiculous amounts. I don't know if I'm awake. I don't know how I feel. I never drink coffee! Ever! This never happens when I do!
Usually what happens is I feel slightly more awake then I would had I not drank the caffeinated beverage... Like my eyes get wider... But there isn't much else that happens.
UNTIL RIGHT NOW, GUYS. WHAT IS THIS.

...Okay I just watched the video for ET and my caffeine buzz melted a little. Sad! I really like this song! I'm just going to stop watching music videos for songs I enjoy. They always change my perception of things. I think it's the fancy, fabricy alien at the begining that did it. It slightly reselmbed a certain Extra Terestrial who has haunted my dreams since childhood. *Shudder*

So 2 more weeks of School?
Whaaaat?
No seriously, what?
I have homework that I need to finish as soon as I can muster the desire to start.
Start noow Jaaamiiiee. You have like 2 hours..,
Sigh.

Who Needs Clothes When You're Covered In Men

Guilty Pleasures Include:
Chris Crocker's awfully written (meow) sex songs.
Sigh.
Pretty sure people around me can hear it them blaring through my head phones.

I wanna go dancing! This is probably a product of the club-esk music I've been listening too for the past hour or so....
Going to Banff with the girls on Monday <3
Jordan has left for Cali (Not so <3)
I rehearse for Bones tonight.
Work Work Work.
:) Life is good.

Meeeow.

Hmmmm.
I don't bite.
But I'm starting to think you do.
Silly Silly.

Ho hum - Wednesday night.
Reading Week is soon though...
Time to put your paws up :)

Pretty much sitting around waiting for some chicken dinnah and considering doing something creative.
Aaaand I want to go online shopping for things I don't need.
Good thing my visa is jacked up.

Love love.

And We Know It's Never Simple Never Easy

I wake up every morning sad, sleepless and angry.
In general life is amazing. I have no problem admitting that.
I don't think that it's something I should have to hide.
I'm happy.
But things hit you differently at different times.
That gaping hole of unfinished business.
A deep chasm of what now.

I guess nothing is supposed to make sense.

I do know that I'm being made out to be a bad guy.
But I'm not the only bad guy here.
I guess thats not the point.

....

There are so many things I want to say.
But I guess that's not the point either.

Breathe - Taylor Swift

Cats.

More Proof That Jamie One Day Will Be A Cat Lady:
My cats (3) have been spoiled with soft food for...maybe the past month? My one cat, Sultan, is incredibly shy and because of this food change he has become a really. big. diva.
Each morning and evening he yowls angrily and expectantly for his soft canned food while Jasmine, his sister, waits patiently. It's been good for him socially speaking, because he no longer fears all forms of human interaction, but seriously. Such a diva.

We have run out of soft food.

They pitifully turn their noses up the the hard kitty kibble of old. They look at their bowls and then up at me with disgust. They nibble little bites and act as though it is physically painful for them to eat this garbage. How could I be so insensitive. They refuse to eat.

I don't know why I felt the need to tell you all that.
Cat people are like this you see.
It's the same reason we buy articles of clothing with cats on them.
Or mugs.
Or slippers.
Steven, I was going to buy you a cat mug for Christmas...
You see, for now it's a trendy Forever21 novelty cat T-shirt.
Soon it will be the full blown, over washed Kitty sweater/track pants combo covered in mustard stains and fur.
Soon.
Very soon.

The Good The Bad and The...

Every time I attempt to make a blog update I get all antsy because my life = not that interesting.
I worry that you will judge my non interesting life!
But you know - life is interesting.
And as far as my blog is concerned: It's my place to write what I want about whatever I want.

the good:
Today I heard a story about some bouncers life being saved by the wallet in his mickey pocket. Some lame person decided to try to stab him because he bounced this guy out of the club. Thankfully his wallet was so full of credit cards that the knife refused to pierce his flesh! He said he never brings his wallet to work but decided to that night!
I think that's pretty cool!
We are a society obsessed with luck. Or coincidence. Or something. The word came to mind as I was listening to the radio broadcast but I can't think of it now...

the not so great:
There is something to be said about happiness. One thing you could say is that it's this ever present competition between groups of people or individuals in general. We use facebook - for example - to document our happiness. But sometimes what is happiness for you can mean hurt for others. I hope you're happy. I hope we can talk one day. I hope you don't hate me. But it's okay if you do. It's life.
One thing I am not willing to do however - is live in misplaced guilt.
Or give power to a grudge.
It is life. But it's my life too.

My Long Weekend.

Mah brain feels like it's dryer than a well thats really really dry.
And it makes no sense because no alcoholic beverages touched my lips last night.
Maybe my body is still recovering from the alcoholic beverages it's going to be consuming tonight.
I should drink more water.
And vodka.

So it's like the long weekend but half of the long weekend is done already.
Boo.
Today I'm supposed to clean the house but the thought of cleaning makes my brain even thirstier.
I remain positive that house elves would be the best solution to this and that the wizarding world is like, really lazy. I should be a wizard. Or witch. Wizard sounds cooler.
My room hasn't been clean in several months too...
Every time I try to clean it the laundry monster is like "JAAAMIIEE CAN'T DO IT."
And so I give up and go on facebook.
I need more washing machines in my house in order to accomplish the task that is my laundry.
It's so cold and dusty in my laundry room I don't like going in there.
The house elves would have to go in there.
I would like to be nice and give them a breathing mask and jacket for the dust and cold but that would mean I was giving them an article of clothing and therefore setting them free..............
This is so not how I pictured the long weekend going.