I’ve had such mood swings today. I’m pretty sure my period will be starting soon, I can feel it so it might very well be why. I’ve been reading manga scanlations for the past two days and used Mirc for the second time ever. I read Parfait Tic, Nana, Seikimatsu no Enjeru, and before I left to my grandma’s an hour ago I was reading Sensei. I called Leia at Express Personnel(the job agency my sister uses) and set up an appointment with her tomorrow. Of course I forgot to tell her I take two college courses, one which might be a problem for my schedule. Then I took my clothes over to Grandma’s and when I drove to Albertson’s to bring her back ice cream(so I could eat it) I was so happy at that moment. As I ate my sundae in front of the tv, I changed the channel to VH1 and there was George Harrison. I wondered what I was watching exactly and it turned out to be the Rock’n'Roll Hall of Fame and you could see Tom Petty really missed him, everybody missed him and my eyes watered and…
Later when I went to the NTH meeting I was annoyed because I hadn’t worked on it very much and I hate not being told what to do. That doesn’t sound right. If someone wants me to draw them something or do a job or create a layout, I bloody well want to know what the hell they want. Otherwise, I’ll be racking my brain for ideas and it might not turn out to their liking because they didn’t specify. But I wasn’t irritated when I left, I may be a procrastinator but I expect too much out of myself sometimes so I put it off. Got home, watched the Simpsons that played on Sunday, and lo and behold it’s Napa! Well, northern cali wine country anyway. And damn that’s exactly how it looks! Various greens, rolling hills, lots of vineyards and still somehow plenty of trees, fancy schmancy buildings and goddamn hot air balloons in the morning. I’ve lived here 3 years since St. Patty’s Day and I still haven’t been to a winery…
I was ok, hungry and kinda bored since my sister was hogging up my computer, but I watched That 70’s Show and read more Sensei and then at 9 there’s a phone call. Like there aren’t plenty (glare at sister) but it was my grandma and by what my sister was saying I freaked for a second. Apparently some of our clothes (mine and Mom’s) got blue spots on them. Oooooh goodie. I went over, figured out it was oil paint that my sister spilled in my mom’s room and it got on one of her clothes I guess. It’s workable but it made me blu–uh, down. I talked with my grandma for awhile, I told her I want to live on my own and she has no idea why I’d want too and it’s so expensive and yes grandma, I know but if money wasn’t an issue I’d live on my own in a heartbeat. Really it was more of a confession than just a discussion which isn’t really good to do with Grandma. Although she’s been confessing things to me I’ve never heard her say ¬_¬
I was really tired, stayed up too late reading manga and got out of bed too early. I turned at the stop sign and there’s a dead cat in the road just a little to the left of the line. I freak, go up a little further to pull over, and kinda run stupidly to it in my sandals. And it’s big, not fat, just a big cat, long like Yuki but muscley(and less fat) like Mao. Like Sylvester the black and white cat that lived in our apartment complex that I used to pet on my way to school. Hell, I was ditching school then and sitting out front with that cat. Then he got hit by a car the day after he and Oo-long duked it out and my arm got caught in the middle. And this cat was brown striped, his fur was weirdly matted, with blood maybe? His brains were falling out of his head a bit and I couldn’t think what to do. He was dead, surely I didn’t hit him when I drove over nor was he there before so it was within 20 minutes. He must’ve been someone’s cat with all these houses around and I couldn’t leave him there in the middle of the road. The top of his body was stiff and the fur felt weird but when I reached under him, his fur was soft, I had this urge to pet him, and he was still warm. My face hurt from crying which may be due to allergies already wearing down my nose and eyes. My bottom lip quivered really weird. Not like quivering one would tend to think of, like shaking up and down slightly but I held it absolutely still and there in the middle it tingled and practically vibrated. I feel bad when I see dead animals on the road. I like animals. But a cat is an animal I could easily approach, I could pet and give affection to. I would kill anyone who hit one of my cats and just left in the road.
I need more manga. I need chocolate right fucking now.