The Happy Hunter's Journal (original) (raw)

7:47p

I have Thesis in my bum fur, cause I'm an animal, RAWRRR I ditched Shalespeare cause there are little green men inside my head. I'm lying. But you won't convince me to tell my prof otherwise. Militant feminist bitch that she is. She's giving feminists a bad name, cause we don't all wear plaid, hate men, and know nothing about old Willy. Tonight was supposed to be our lecture on "Hamlet", but like our "Caesar" lecture it may have devolved into plays we haven't studied. It will be interesting to see her exam filled with questions on "The Tempest"? You didn't tell us to read "The Tempest"!

These are the joys of sessional profs, they know nothing and they don't care.

The 85 gallon tank has been filled....with neighbourhood children. I lie again. But I had you for a minute. For children, I'd go with the 120 Gallon tank. LMAO

Ozzy the Oscar Fish is enjoying his new home and pursuing a his career as a rap artist, he enjoys making big bubbles and seeing what he can and cannot fit in his mouth. He's grown to about 7 inches too. Pretty soon his plans to take over our neighbourhood will be out inot action as he evolves arms and legs and crawls out of the tank to kick our asses whilst we sleep.

I put Lobstermint the New Guinea Blue Lobster in with the Ozzman, he enjoys chasing Ozzy around and occaisonally plotting with Ozzy for their breakout. Lobstermint has claws and is more suited to navigating doors and aquarium lids.

And the latest additions include a pleco and a Green Severum, both un-named, any ideas appreciated. The Severum enjoys hiding behind the decorations so Ozzy doesn't beat on him and the pleco, really doesn;t care, the lobster walks over him, Ozzy head buts him, and he just sucks glass, or rocks, yummy yummy algae. His body armour helps. The Pleco did a tour for black ops and ended up shell-shocked, hence his lack of response to stimuli, that's my theory anyway. There's a secret or two hiding behind those beady black eyes.

Did I mention I'm quite feverish and that dreaming up the manifestos of the aquatic time bomb in my basement is too much fun? My fish are going to revolt.

Oh yeah, thesis in my bum fur. My nickname is the "hamster", particularly the long haired furry cute kind. And whenever I have to write a paper, like I did today, Mike teases me and tells me to pull a thesis from my bum fur. I don't have a furry bum....But he does!!!!

Brandy's b-day party was Saturday night, in addition to eating too much cake and watching "Psycho", we went to Harrow's only dance bar. LOL and we were practically the only people there. The DJ was quite drunk and was set up behind a cage. Thinking the "cage" was set up to prevent theft of his system, or to prevent an ass-whooping from the red-necks if he plays shitty music, I foolishly asked

"So why do they have you in a cage?" (*insert foot*)

"Because I'm an animal. Rawr." He said as he leaned two inches from my face, and went to nibble my ear.

"Riiiiiight." I replied and ran away. His girlfriend returned from the bar a few minutes later *she was one skanky chikki*. LMAO

The moral of the story is don't talk to drunken DJ's kids!

Current Mood: sick

11:09p

Life's Little Revelations aka Quotations from Grandma's fridge magnets I watched "The Others" and sat my ass on the couch for two hours. I made no sarcastic comments. I let myself be freaked out by the plot twist, and I ate popcorn (which I finally didn't burn), I was about as content as a hamster with cheeks inflated to capacity with sunflower seeds. Nestled into the couch cushions, my smelly pups snoozing. Speaking of pups I think Boris peed in here! Damn border collie. Satan pups!

Yay enjoying the small things.

Mike and I had a rather progressive chat last night. Both of us feel better. And tonight we played around, chasing eachother and I finally pinned him, and threatened loss of pubes if he didn't tell me the plot for "The Sixth Sense".

It feels like the two of us have been transplanted with the organs of our donor clones. The blood is fresh again.

I'm at peace, finally, rock on!

Current Mood: peaceful