One of our little Chinese hamsters died on Saturday morning. I'm not sure of the exact time; I saw her when I went to bed on Friday night, but she was gone when I got up on Saturday morning. She was the sweet one, too. I buried her in the basin behind my apartment. Ferguson attended the funeral service, though he had to be confined to a leash since dogs love digging up anything you bury. The hamster's sister is still alive and well, though I suspect her days are numbered. Dwarf hamsters do not live terribly long--two to three years. The little one's aquarium habitat was commandeered for Molly, our Syrian hamster. I rescued her from a college student who bought her on a whim, but had no place to keep her after the semester ended. The cage in which she arrived was damaged, though not enough to merit me dropping a load of cash on a new cage. So, I transferred her belongings into the little one's cleaned cage. Molly seems to be quite happy with the new digs. The gerbils are still as nutty as ever and a constant source of amusement for Jason and I. Ferguson still wants to eat them, of course.

I will not acquire any more rodents. I will not acquire any more rodents. I will not acquire any more rodents. Sadly, I can't seem to help myself when I see the ads on Craigslist from evil people who want to give away their cute hamsters and gerbils. I'm weak.

[ profile] fishchick rec-ed a series of historical romance novels by Eloisa James to me not long ago. Fortunately, I found three of the four in a used bookstore over the weekend. I devoured one of the novels (Duchess by Night) on Sunday and polished it off yesterday after work. It was lovely, and I very much enjoyed myself. I fear I've read it out-of-order, but I don't think it matters all that much. And, [ profile] fishchick, I love Villiers! I thought I was the only one, so I made my way over to Eloisa's website and saw several like-minds in the forum. Then I saw that the sixth novel was going to be his novel! Yay! ::fangirl flailing::
I'm bored. I shouldn't be bored when I have so many interesting things I want to do, reading being the foremost among them. I've just been lazy the last few evenings. I need to get my routine back in order, and I tried to do that this evening by walking my usual two miles despite the sprinkles of rain. I've been lax about my post-dinner walks this past month, and it has manifested in my feeling irritable and generally shitty. I also slacked off on drinking water for the past three weeks, and that left me feeling horrible. So, I'm back to drinking at least half a gallon a day.

I don't even know why I'm writing about these yawn-inducing details here. My only excuse is boredom. And, also, my need to put the structure back into my days. I dislike coming home and lounging about the apartment, but that's exactly what I've been doing recently. I really should know better; aimless evenings make me unhappy.

Oh! I mentioned a hamster I might have adopted off Craigslist a couple days ago. The girl who was attempting to adopt the little one out called me this morning. I took an early lunch and dashed down to the dorms at UNM to pick the hamster up. Apparently, the girl is moving out of the dorms for the summer and had no place to keep her hamster in the meantime. I dunno. I didn't ask too many questions since the hamster was so frickin' cute. Her name is Molly, and she spent the day with me in my office at work. Everyone thinks she's too adorable and just like a miniature bear. She's currently in the living room running like mad in her wheel.

pictures! )

I promised Molly's previous owner that I'd send her an update with some pictures in an effort to give her closure and assurance that Molly went to a good home.

The tote bag I've been using to drag books/CDs/breakfast/lunch to work in everyday fell apart. I ordered a Hellsing messenger bag that is too hot for words. It shipped out today, so I'll post pictures of sexy Alucard on the front of it as soon as it arrives in the mail.

Work is work. I've managed to gain some sense of control, which is more than I can say about my feelings on Monday. I'm also heavily doped up on Midol, so this optimism might be questionable and is not admissible in court.

I tried to post in a Twilight forum on the lovely internets, but I had nothing to say. The other posters just weren't on my wavelength, probably because they were fifteen and worrying about math class. I'm not going to be disparaging toward them because they all seem like very nice people, but I couldn't find many threads at all that I found interesting enough to post in or even read completely. It's not them, it's me. I've already pondered, discussed, lamented, and embraced my status of black sheep. Baaah.
I'm making Jason watch Cowboy Bebop. We watched the first two episodes tonight. He's also reading The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman. Yay for conversion! I win.

Spring needs to arrive soon. I received a catalog in the mail with pictures of gorgeous plants and flowers of all sorts. I came so close to dropping fifty bucks on bulbs and seeds. I should just wait another month. They don't ship until the spring anyway.

I finally decided to split the two hamsters up. Their fighting hasn't been as bad since I moved them to the larger cage, but every now and then they get into squabbles. Neither one has been very active, and they seem to spend their days worrying about the other. The smaller one (who happens to be the more aggressive one) seems to enjoy smaller, confined spaces. So, I moved her over to a small Habitrail sort of cage. The larger one was moved into the ten-gallon aquarium I was housing the two gerbils in. And the gerbils were moved into the twenty-gallon aquarium both of the hamsters had been in. Musical chairs with rodents. Everyone seems happy. The gerbils are thrilled with their new space, and both hamsters are acting normal and happy. So, mission accomplished, I suppose. I wish someone at the pet store had warned me about the dangers of housing two of those little hamsters together. I had no idea they prefer to be alone and would turn into fighting demons when they hit hamster adolescence.

This news article makes me sick. The area where this poor woman was mugged is just a couple miles from my place. A co-worker of mine used to live on the corner there. It's a nice neighborhood, even slightly better than where I live. I suppose I'm relatively safe when I walk Ferguson because I never bring my purse, but still... It's disconcerting to the max. It makes me want to buy that Walther PPK that I've been lusting over. Despite being a subcompact, my Glock is just too big to carry in an ankle holster or IWB holster. Maybe it is just me being paranoid, but I think it would look super obvious that I was packing.
anogete: (Default)
( Jan. 27th, 2008 10:56 pm)
Hamsters are too cute. When they aren't battling to the death, of course.

hamster love )

I filed my income taxes online on Friday morning. I'm getting back about $600 from federal and state combined. It is going straight into my savings account and will be combined with the additional $600 the man has promised each of us. Then I can spend the moolah on a super awesome computer. I want a Macbook, but the screen just seems so tiny. And I'm certainly not dropping two grand on the Macbook Pro.

Maxwell is promising a new album soon. I've been on his hook since I was a teenager, so he better get in gear. It's been a seven year wait for another album. The sexified music is needed so badly.

Orange juice + banana + whey protein powder = disgusting. It sounded good, but it turned into a bitter nightmare. I'm going to reevaluate this protein powder thing. I think the banana and the orange juice might just be at odds. Tomorrow the powder is going into straight milk in hopes of coming up with something I can drink without gagging.

Also... Can everyone please vote for Obama so Hillary doesn't win? Please? I'd be super grateful. I'm not even an Obama supporter, but I'm dead set on Hillary not winning. I'll campaign for the devil if he's her opponent.
anogete: (ferg)
( Jan. 15th, 2008 06:25 pm)
to the rescue )
First, this piece of fanart is the sexiest thing ever. And it is even work-safe! As if Alucard in tight pants and a white shirt isn't enough to get my motor running, Integra looks super hot. The way she's sitting and her eyes just kill me. I love it. Artwork is by Solid&Etc, and I found it posted in the [ profile] integraxalucard community. I'm leaning toward that pairing, but I did have a bit of a fling with Seras/Alucard in the beginning. I totally didn't understand the love for Walter until I saw the 6th and 7th episodes of the anime (not the OVA). I have so much Walter love now that it is ridiculous.

so, i have this problem with taking in aggressive animals... )

We ate dinner at Bravo Cucina Italiana. I stuffed myself on bread and fried ravioli before my tortelloni even arrived. I love Italian food far too much. The restaurant is in the fancy-smanscy new outdoor shopping center in Uptown. Basically, it's a couple square blocks worth of stores in which I cannot shop because I have not the moolah to manage the price tags. Well, I could go to Starbucks, but I don't like anything on their menu. Anyway, as we were walking back to the car, we passed by a little dog clothing boutique. I squeed like Paris Hilton probably squees over dog clothes. Then I calmed myself and realized that every single sweater in the store was probably at least $50. No thanks. I can knit one myself for $10.
The show last night (Animal Collective) was pretty blah. They just used a bunch of loops and electronic crap instead of actual instruments, which was surprising, because they use instruments on all of their albums. The bulk of the show was new stuff from two yet to be released albums. I enjoyed the first two songs, but then I lost the vibe. It was just too bass-y to be enjoyed. Despite it being one of Jason's favorite bands, he was disappointed. We left the crowd and stood in the back by the bar for the second half of the show. Jim's (Jason's friend) girlfriend was there, and I think she's pretty awesome. She loves Animal Collective more than Jason, and she was really bummed that they were being incredibly self-indulgent about the entire concert. So, we spent some time chatting by the bar until they finished their set. Joe (Jason's fellow DJ) was outside harassing people when we arrived. I think he had already had a few drinks before we got there at 9:00 because he threw his arms around me and gave me a hug when he saw us by the door. I don't know him incredibly well, so I wasn't exactly expecting a sweaty hug. I really like Joe, and I'm glad to see that he seems to be better than he was a year ago when he was nearly suicidal over his girlfriend leaving him. Anyway, it was nice to see some familiar faces out and about, but the music itself wasn't so hot.

Jason caved and got two dwarf hamsters. We bought all the accessories for them today when we were at PetSmart. Ferguson wants to eat them. Jason is in love with them. All in all, they're adorable and so friendly. I just can't get them to stay still long enough for a proper picture. The pictures I did snap are behind the cut.

not yet named dwarf hamsters )


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