May 4th, 2008 by Tabatha

I’ve decided to find Lucy a home where she can be happier and more appreciated. We’re cat people around here and while we love her, she’s a lot of stress to us which leads to a lot of stress on her and it goes on and on and…. anyway. My boss knows someone who may want her and I made a post on Craigslist. I’m really going to miss her. Really really. after this, I think I will avoid that dog urge until I own a house with a fenced yard and all that good for dogs stuff. Until then… cats.

I’m lonely. Even when I’m with people lately, I’m lonely.

I saw an old friend night before last at probably the last place I’d expect to see an old friend. When I say old friend, I’m talking about 10 years ago. Yes. Childhood friend. It’s neat. He’s still really the same and I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing yet. I plan to hang out with him and find out!

Someone almost talked me into something last week. I am so strong. And vague. Strong and vague.

Lastly, I don’t have time for art anymore. I do a bunch of time-wasting bullshit. Woe.

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Now I see…

April 28th, 2008 by Tabatha

I’m still a cat person. That’s obvious. This dog junk is difficult and stressful. Also, tiny edit to the “About Tabi” page. Who cares, right?

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Scary

April 27th, 2008 by Tabatha

this morning, around 2AM, I woke up terrified. I had a really bad dream and a noise woke me up. I think. I almost called Gary to come home. I also almost cried. I laid so still in bed forever until I finally fell back asleep. The feeling stuck with me pretty much all morning when I finally woke up. In my dream, someone ran over Morrisson and wouldn’t let me take him to a vet. That’s the part that stuck with me. I was so relieved to see him this morning. I think melatonin makes a nightmare more likely and also more realistic. I’m just starting to put those 2 and 2s together.

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Fuck. Random.

April 26th, 2008 by Tabatha

I’ve got inward complications. Shame I don’t have people to talk to that actually know about me and my life and wouldn’t judge me for what goes on in my head. This will ruin something. I am a ruiner. But to be quite honest, I try to fix it and blame gets reversed. What can you do, really, but just put up with it until it breaks? Yeah, I love obscure posts, too.

Also, I broke the key off inĀ  the door at work. Things like that happen to me. I almost got tomorrow off because of it, but they got it fixed this afternoon. I’m lucky I didn’t get forever off for it.

I saw another alligator today in the flood water. That makes for the second I’ve seen so far in the wild. I had my dog with me so I was a head case the whole while we were out there. ‘Gators like dogs. Not the way I like her. He wants to eat her.

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