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Sprocket's Training Milestones
Came home (Aug 2, 2014)
Asked to go outside (Aug 5, 2014)
Slept 4 hours straight (night) (Aug 5-6, 2014)
7/3/13 - 8
7/4/13 - 30
7/5/13 - 36
7/10/13 - 54
7/11/13 - 57
7/18/13 - 67
2/17/14 - 83
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- Dream of the Red Chamber
- Time to Kill
- Scent of the Missing
Moby Dick and Queequeg, the sparrows who looked like whales
Tuesday. 10.2.07 12:42 pm
Let me introduce you to my art project. Their names are Moby Dick and Queequeg, called such because everyone thought they were whales. I don't think they look like whales, I never thought they looked like whales, but I guess they could be whales. The thing is that the whales look a lot crappier than the sparrows do. The sparrows look like they're going to vomit, albeit, but that's kinda what I was going for. Everyone still insists that they see whales. Here's a pick, let Nutang decide!
My one Pet Peeve
Sunday. 9.30.07 3:58 pm
News on a new webcomic!
Thursday. 9.27.07 10:54 pm
And the tale of my boring existence, woo7! What can be more fun that that? Well, I wanted to bring your attention to a shiny new comic called The Phoenix Requiem. In the vast gap that is left from Inverloch leaving my life *sniff* the author has kindly come out with a new comic to assauge my addiction *yeah* So have a look.
Spleens and Melancholy
Wednesday. 9.26.07 9:56 pm
I had a very strange dream today. I was in a terrible mood and not being able to puzzle out a way to get rid of it, I decided to nap in the middle of the day. The dream was about my home and my family. I believe it was some kind of family reunion, because there was more than my immediate family there (though in my waking hours, I'm not sure I can tell you who all of them were supposed to represent) and we were all in the old house reminiscing about the old large capacity washer we had and such (which we never actually had). When I saw the large capacity washer I noticed that it was much larger than an ordinary washer. In fact, it looked a lot more like a MRI machine or a clean sewer pipe. At the moment though, I thought like is looked in many ways like a ship.
I swear I'll freeze to death!
Monday. 9.24.07 6:10 pm
I cannot turn up the heater
for I have no way of changing it
I cannot light a fire
because they think I will burn everything down.
Am I in Hell? I ask, but it is not cold in Hell.
No, I am in my dorm room
and it is cold, for it is Wyoming.
My Nightmares are like bad Horror Movies
Sunday. 9.23.07 1:29 pm
So, I woke up at 3:00 this morning. There is this rule that I have: I don't watch horror movies. I don't like them, they just aren't my thing. They don't give me nightmares or anything, no... I have nightmares that are like horror movies. Sometimes I'll be surfing the channels and I'll be like "Oh goodness, I had a dream a lot like that a while back" and quickly flip away from the channel in utter terror.
She's a tall skinny girl, blonde-red hair and freckles. She might have been on a basketball team back at her high school. Anyway, she goes and she comes into this house and the people are like: "Hi!!! Good to have you finally here!!! We love that you've come to stay with us." and I'm like "oooo, these people are creepy, I have to get out of here." I think I was the girl at this point.
Anyway, so I start meeting my "foster" brothers and I realize that there is something terribly wrong. As I talk to them they start dissolving into these gigantic werewolf like creatures, except more ala Pickman's Model (HP Lovecraft) with the no skin and the sinewy legs, but definitely hair, lots and lots of hair only on the scruff of their back. They grew and they grew until they filled up the whole room, their green eyes flashing.
They were scary MFs, so naturally I start screaming and run like heck out of the apartment and then I get some back story while I'm running and then I go a little bit further and I keep on trying to call my parents and they keep on saying that it's okay and why don't I like it with the Putnam's or whoever the foster family was and I feel bad because I didn't really make it work out with them, but then again they want to turn me into something like my foster brothers and have me fight against other people and since I'm like, this slim althetic basketball player type, I'm perfect right?
Well, about this time I wake up and it's about 3:00 and I have to slough around for about a hour before I can finally get back to bed, dreaming a different nightmare. Yeah... my night was fun. :(
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