My cat brought home a dead mouse...

I seriously don't know how to feel about this.
On one hand, I feel so bad for the mouse! It was so sad, just lying there looking cute but not breathing. We finally had to throw it out because she kept going near it.
On the other hand, I really didn't think she had it in her. I mean, she's just so lazy. She gives up on games in just ten minutes and, though she's not obese, she's not exactly the most active cat around. o.0 I guess I should feel a bit happy that she has some predator instincts in her?

I feel old...

Sigh. Sometimes I wish I were a kid again, without the responsibility of having a job, bringing home food, and travelling on my own to school.
Maybe I feel this way due to this constant lethargic feeling I've been having.
I proved something today. I slept at 5 am, and I still woke up at 11 am. But even when I sleep early, like at 10 pm, I can never wake up earlier!
My internal clock is messed up. Maybe another reason why I feel old.
Sigh. Sometimes, I wish I could wake up one day, and not have to worry about what has to be done that day.

I LOVE this month!

No, seriously.
TWO of my favourite authors just released books yesterday. Count it! Two! Lol, I really need some new authors to expand on.
AND I'm getting a shitload of hours on account of one of my coworkers going on vacation, so I can pay off my credit card bill and have a lot left over.
I should probably study now—or READ! :)

I don't need a relationship

I have my cat. And she's the cutest, most lovable thing in the world. I mean, how could anyone else compare to her cuteness and lovableness?
So there.
Who needs men anyway?

Hot Supervisors & Teachers

I dunno about you guys, but this has been a problem for me in many of my jobs. Maybe it's because I work in the minimum-wage industry, so a lot of my supervisors/managers are really young as well.
Or maybe I have a thing for authority. :P
I mean, I remember when I had night school, my calc teacher was... GUH. And he wasn't old or anything. He was actually only ten years older than me, and looked a lot younger. I mean, when you'd first see him, you'd think, "Cute." And then he would speak with that deep sexy voice and you'd just... GUH.
I should rename the title of this post to GUH, lol.
But anyway, I just wanted to mention my hot assistant floor manager. He's so cute and Asian. I think I have a thing for nerdy (but hot) guys.
There are other assistant floor managers, and I can talk to them just fine, but whenever he's working, I just shut down. I can't talk for shit. Sigh. I need to stop. He probably has a girlfriend. Sigh.

The Arrival of a New Book

Doesn't it just make you want to jump up and dance?

A few days ago, I realized one of my favourite authors had a new book coming out June 4th. Reading a preview on her site revealed that it was a HUGE spoiler and revealed some AWESOME details in her series. Like the identity of this AWESOME character!! And the identity of another character that was mentioned in passing about how she had disappeared, but was HUGELY important in this book!!

I admit, when it arrived early (as in yesterday) I did some squealing and jumping around.

When I read the spoilers, I did some more squealing!! (So much so my sister wondered what the fuck was wrong with me.)

One thing you have to understand about me is that I hate waste. Especially of money. If I buy something to eat, you can be damn sure I'll finish every part of it, no matter how long it takes. If someone buys me something that I don't deem useful in any way, I'll thank them for the thought, but really wonder what the hell they were thinking when they bought it (i.e. flowers—I mean, even chocolate is more useful).

So you can imagine how anxious I was in buying this (hardcover) book when I didn't even know if it was going to be really good.

But after reading it, I have to say that it was worth every penny. And I love it when something I buy is worth it. It gives me a wonderful feeling.

Sometimes I wish I looked like my shadow...

No, really. I know at first, you're thinking like, what? You do.
But I'm talking about when your shadow's kinda taller than you because of the sun. And your whole silhouette sort of stretches out so you look like you've model height and in great shape. Sigh. If only.
Of course, the hands get fucked up because they get creepily thin and long... or maybe that's just me, since my hands are already pretty thin to begin with.

Real life is so disheartening...