I can't think of a witty title.

I'm really at a loss as to what to call this post. So... yeah :p

My cat was being a little devil yesterday. She kept sneaking up onto the stove to drink meat juices - I had to chase her away five or six times - and she later puked them up on my carpet. The stain looks like a red wine stain, so it proved troublesome to clean up. It doesn't look as bad as it was when I discovered it - it looked like a crime scene when I started cleaning it up. I half-expected David Caruso from CSI: Miami to be standing there, taking his sunglasses off and putting them back on and commenting on the stain. I got some of the colour up, though, which is good. I may have to ask my parents to buy carpet stain remover, though.

I went to the library yesterday, and picked up some CDs (Cyndi Lauper's Memphis Blues, Sting's Symphonicities and The Who's Tommy) and two DVDs (Jonah Hex and Driving Lessons). I'm kind of excited about both movies, but a bit skeptical about Jonah Hex. I hope it's good.

I got more Christmas shopping done last week. I got some cooling racks for baking for Steph, because she likes baking. I still have to shop for both of my siblings and my mom, though.

Well, that's what's happening lately. I should probably go eat now.

FRICK

I feel like crap.

At around quarter to six, the dogs starting wimpering to be let out - holy crap, it's 8:57... Sweet, the local TV station's playing 'Mississippi Queen' by Mountain. Or they were... now it's on commercial. ANYWAYS. I was already awake, but I hadn't slept well because the damn cat was in and out of my room. So I let them out, (note: I just tried listening to music via Windows Media Player, and I can't get the frickin' music library to come up. What. The. Hell.), got a glass of water, and flipped through the program guide until I decided that my choices were limited: at around six in the morning, the only decent stuff on TV is repeats of The Hour and Steven & Chris, so I put on Shine a Light, which was just starting on The Movie Network.

I just tried to get Media Player to work again, but no luck. Dad seriously needs to put iTunes on his computer, because this is driving me almost as crazy as the dogs.

After I drank some water, I started feeling hungry, so I had a bowl of corn flakes. Teddy kept whining because Mom wasn't up yet. And then when Mom came down, she asked me if the doors were all open. Well, gee, Mom, I didn't think of opening all of them, given that the dogs are driving me insane and I'm sleep deprived.

And my arm hurts. So I should probably stop typing now.

I seriously need to make my notes into footnotes. I'll have to make a note of that. A note... haha.

I only have two items waiting for me at the library, and four more in transit. DAMNDAMNDAMN.

I really need to stop typing now.

edited to correct spelling

An early Thanksgiving

We're having our Thanksgiving dinner early. I think my siblings are supposed to come around lunchtime, and we're going to eat around the time when Dad gets home from work.

I'm pissed off with Dad. Mom is, too. Mom and I had to not only carry the large folding table upstairs, but we also had other stuff to do. I swept the living room as best I could, then I swept the bathroom and the hallway near the bathroom, and then I gave the cat's litter pan a scoop. The roofing guy came by to drop off the materials, and Mom had to step outside to pay him. We locked up Smiles, Teddy and Lulu beforehand - we let Goldie stay out because she behaves. And she did behave. After her usual barking, she settled down. I was quite proud.

I also disinfected my table, because I've had little visitors (mice) leaving droppings on it, to put it delicately. Either that or the cat knocked the droppings onto my table via the ceiling. Who knows? Anyhow, I hid the Redwall and Artemis Fowl books, in case Nathan wanders downstairs to get a can of pop and decides to steal them.

And, just when things couldn't possibly get worse... Smiles decided to steal a cat turd. So I had to dispose of it and then sweep up the litter. We're using a pine litter now, so it's not only lighter than the standard litter, it also looks gross. Seriousl. It clumps good, though. Mom cleaned the bathroom. We still need to bring up the chairs from the furnace room...

I have not eaten anything yet - I've had a glass of water and two cups of hot chocolate, but that's it. I might eat something soon, only I don't know what.

Oh, and one more thing. Goldie and Mouse are both pathetic beggars. Mom's frying up meat (for the stuffing, I think), and Mouse is there meowing and pawing the cupboards. It was so cute. And then Goldie comes in and looks up at Mom, ears perked up, and just waits with hopeful eyes.

That darn cat

Mouse the cat has been quite a little madam lately. This morning, she kept picking on the dogs - even Goldie, who gets in between the cat and another dog to make sure that the cat is okay! Goldie's quite protective of the cat.

Mouse also tried to get a second treat this morning. Every morning, Mom gives the cat a treat and the dogs each get a treat, too. But this morning, I got up to let the dogs out, so I gave them treats instead of Mom. Mom came down later, and Mouse was meowing at her, asking for another treat, the little brat.

So, I'm not sure when youth group starts up again. I asked an advisor if there had been meetings, and he said no, but we'd be starting up soon. I haven't heard anything else since, but I'm sure he'll tell me when everyone meets up again.

I'm gonna have to keep Twilight out longer. I can't renew it, but I'm willing to pay the fines - I still have birthday money from the grandmother I've never met in case my fines get to be expensive. I remember one time, when I was a kid, we had two bags of library books to go back, and Dad was supposed to take both back, but only took one. So I had about $7 in fines. Ouch. I have only $1 in fines (two DVDs were two days late going back), and because Twilight is a teen fiction book in the library system, it should only cost me 10 cents a day, which is the fine for children's fiction. Either that, or it'll be the same as adult fiction, which is 25 cents a day. I hope it's 10 cents, that way I won't have to dip into my birthday money if I have the book out a while. I still have about $3 in change, though, so I should be good for paying fines.

So Mom and Dad are out shopping at Wal-Mart. I wanted to come with them, 'cause they have Bernat Baby Sport on sale, but Mom wanted me to stay home in case they did Christmas shopping. Okay, I'm cool with that. As long as I get to the library by tomorrow afternoon, otherwise the DVD on Ahmet Ertegun that's on the shelf for me will go back. Not fun.

Silly kitty...

I was in a rather deep sleep early this morning... until the cat woke me up.

Mouse was chasing... a mouse. And making a lot of noise, might I add. I'd hear her swatting at my laundry hamper (it's made of soft plastic canvas with a metal frame... I love IKEA :D), or swatting my huge armchair (which I can't sit in 'cause it has a pile of fabric sitting on it, plus it's covered in cat hair :p).

I think it was about four-ish in the morning when Mouse woke me up. I haven't set my clock, since I keep forgetting to wind it up. But I had turned on the radio, and I think the DJ said it was nearly time for the pre-morning show, which starts at 5 AM. I tried to read a bit of Twilight, but I couldn't concentrate on it. Maybe it was because of poor lighting - I was reading by my flashlight, which was pointed at a wall to give me the right amout of light, but I didn't have the single light on the wall next to it (it's hard to explain, since it's a basement) turned on, so I guess it wasn't enough light, and I didn't want to walk over to the lightswitch and turn it on, because I didn't want to step on a terrified mouse... or a cat, for that matter.

When I woke up, at around 7-ish or 8-ish, the cat was laying on my bed. Dad came downstairs to get something, and I pointed out the cat, and he saw a dead mouse (eep) on the floor. So he got rid of that. Later than morning, she was 'playing' with another mouse. I wasn't sure if it was dead, or if it was playing dead, but Dad got rid of it, too.

So Mom thinks I should make basic socks for my first pair, instead of Monkey. She also suggested that I make my first pair in a solid colour... only problem is, the pattern from Hip to Knit uses double knit, and I don't have enough green double knit for a pair of socks, and the only other double knit I have is the black with the coloured flecks. So yeah... I'd have to either go yarn shopping or look in Mom's stash.

Oh, and before I forget...

I put this photo of Katie and Dan's cat, Jeffrey, on my Flickr. I thought I'd also share it with my readers :)

I'm going to visit my sister tomorrow!!!!

So tomorrow Mom, Dad and I are going to London Ontario to see Katie and her boyfriend. And I get to meet their cat, Jeffrey! I saw the photos that Katie e-mailed to Mom, and he looks like he has Siamese in him. He looks adorable. I'll take my camera with me so that I can take pictures of Jeffrey.

Also, a book called It Girl Knits is on order at the library! There's so many interesting new books that just got added, but too many for my list. It's already full. Thankfully, though, I have two items in transit, so I can free up my list a little.

I worked on Justin's scarf today. I have to take another photo of it soon, because it's progressed since the first photo. I'll have to start the second skein soon.

My cat, my mom, and a spider.

It's a strange title, but don't worry - it'll all make sense in a moment.

First, the spider. I hate spiders. Last night I was shining a flashlight around my room to make sure the cat wasn't there, and I saw this spider in between my bookcases. So I went upstairs, into the kitchen to get some paper towel (the cat was sitting in the middle of the floor), went back downstairs and tried to squash it - but it decided to hide behind one of the bookcases. Damn.

Then, earlier, the cat clawed my foot. And when the internet connection dropped (it does that sometimes, 'cause we have a wireless router, and I think the modem acts up), I unplugged the modem and the router, then went to get a glass of water. I usually have to wait a bit before plugging stuff back in so that the connection comes back properly. So I went back into the computer/dining room with my glass of water, and that cat jumped in the chair!

Finally, my mom. She was saying that in September, when I start my homeschooling for the term (I hate the word 'semester'. I'm part English and part Welsh, so I'm gonna say 'term'), I have to do my work at the same times every weekday. Okay, I'm supposed to be homeschooling, not doing the school-at-home stuff. I don't have anything against school-at-home, I just don't work that way. So she tells me that if I'm going to college, I should learn to work by a schedule, because college timetables are different from university timetables. So here's my question...

Who said I was going to college instead of university?!

I've made it quite clear that I'd like to study brodcast journalism and someday get a job in radio, and I know that I can study that at a university, because some of the DJs at Q107 went to university. I also would like to study music. I have no desire to become a bricklayer or a butler - I say 'butler' because my darling mother cut out a newspaper article on butlers, and suggested that I become one.

What I'm going to do is be smart about my career. Like Sting - he used to be a teacher who performed in clubs. I might do something like that. Work as a DJ during the day, and by night I'll sing in clubs, or be a session keyboardist.

Not a very good morning...

It started early this morning. I couldn't get to sleep because the cat was playing with a mouse. Yes, I said 'playing'. I kept a light on in my room so that I could keep an eye on her - after all, who wants their cat to drop a mouse on their bed?

I somehow fell asleep and had the weirdest dream about going for a run, going to a yard sale and phoning Q107 to try out for their Joe Bloe Radio Show (basically, once a month, they pick someone from the phone-in auditions to co-host an hour of the evening show). Oh, and the dream also involved my mom meditating, if I remember correctly.

I woke up to find Smiles licking a dead mouse. Ugh. So I had to dispose of the mouse, then I had a shower.

So, not only am I feeling fatigued, but I also have a headache. I have to talk to my friends, Erica and Holly, about a shopping trip. But I'm too tired to suggest any dates to them, so I'll e-mail them later. I really do need to get out of the house more often - I rarely go shopping, and I never really shop with friends. I just never seemed interested in that sort of thing until now. But after all the crap with certain people, I need some retail therapy.

At leastI managed half a page of algebra yesterday. I don't know if I'll finish the page today... maybe after having a snooze to regain the sleep I lost.

Singing to my cat.

Yep. I sang to my cat today.

Q107 played Have a Cigar by Pink Floyd, so I sang along to the cat. Mouse has been very talkative lately. I'll start walking to the stairs, and she won't leave me alone. I'll tell her, "You go up the stairs, I'll follow you."

Anyway, I couldn't knit while listening to that song, so I set my knitting down, got up and paced. After a little while I sat back down on my bed.

I sang, "And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?"

"Reh," Mouse squawked in reply.

I laughed through the next line.

And, a few minutes ago, Dad chased Lulu, Goldie and Teddy away (they were probably on the couch), so they came in here. I made goofy high-pitched noises at Lulu (you know, the sounds you make when a cute dog is near), and she jumped up in my lap. "You're gonna clunk your head!" I told her right before she jumped. When she was in my lap (without clunking her head), I continued, "Miss I-Smell-Like-Pollen!"

ETA: I was able to knit during the guitar solo at the end. My Mobius Wrap is halfway done.

Kitty! :)

As you can see, the recliner is not mine, it's hers. Silly cat. She was on my bed this morning, but I kicked her off because I thought she might attack my feet. She's probably sleeping on my bed again. Or is it 'still'?

Kitty in the Bathtub!

After my shower, Mouse decided to jump in the bathtub. She's been known to do that - and when I'm in the bathroom, she'll wait outside the bathroom door for me. Cute. Annoying, but cute.

I still have a headache, and I have a sour taste in my mouth, which is probably from my strange breakfast - a brownie and a banana. But, on the upside, I get to go to the library today!

Of Mice and Money

Meet Mouse. She's my adorable kitty who doubles as a mouse hunter. Yesterday afternoon, my mom went in the cellar and Mouse followed her in and caught a mouse. Our Jack Russell Terrier, Smiles, tried to help. We had to chase all of the dogs upstairs so that they wouldn't eat Mouse's catch. But she doesn't always eat the mice she catches... she likes to play with them, much like our old cat. When I went back downstairs later that afternoon, she started meowing at me because she managed to lose her 'toy'. So that little creature is still around the house somewhere...

Also that afternoon, I started erasing these envelopes that my dad uses for stamps. He told me that he'd pay me for erasing the pencil off of them. So I was erasing all the way through Top Gear and two episodes of Fraiser, and I finished the lot that evening, during John Adams. That reminds me, Ronnie Wood was on Top Gear... pretty cool, if you ask me.