Tagged by Doc:

Four Jobs You’ve Had
1. Front Desk/Sales Agent
2. Secretary
3. Web Designer *snort*
4. Dance Teacher
Four Movies You Could Watch Over and Over
1. The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
2. Spirited Away
3. Bride and Prejudice
4. Harold and Kumar go to White Castle
Four Television Shows You Love
1. Firefly
2. Angel
3. Wonderfalls
4. Inuyusha
Four Places You Have Lived
1. Mt. Gilead, Ohio
2. Dallas, Texas
3. Santa Fe, New Mexico
4. Austin, Texas
Four Places You Have Been on Vacation
1. Singapore
2. Malaysia
3. New Mexico
4. Canada
Four Websites You Visit Daily
1. Sara Etc
2. The Carnage
3. Apartment Therapy
4. Gospels of Frosting
Four Places You’d Rather Be Right Now
1. Singapore.
2. Snuggling with Boyfriend.
3. On a boat on a lake filled with turtles.
4. Hiking in the woods.
Four Bloggers You are Tagging
Ayalan
Geoff
Maguinan
… I don’t know anyone else really.



And this is a little screen cap from my first ever video. I wanna start making some. Any tips? Hints? Good movie making programs?

Update:

I’m not quite dead yet. I am though, quite doped up on cough medicine and vitamin C supplements. My entire brain has been blown out my nose in little drippy bits over the last few days, but, according to the dull pain in the base of my skull, I think it’s slowly growing back.

Here’s a cheery picture of my sleep cat to get my stubby lump of a mind off the disease that is slowly liquefying my body.



And if I finally do turn to mushy slush, please, someone pour me into these cute ice cube trays.


http://mocoloco.com/archives/002033.php

I’d like to be frozen until the proper cure can be found.

Today, in celebration of my newly acquired cold, I sing the Crapples song.


I feel like crap, crap, crap, Crapples and bananas.
My brains are pouring out my nose, nose, nose, Crapples and bananas.
I think I swallowed thumbtacks, thumbtacks, thumbtacks, Crapples and bananas.
My lungs are imploding, imploding, imploding, Crapples and bananas.
I want to die, die, die, Crapples… and… bananas!


And this is all my fault-- my fault for having a boyfriend that still looks kissable even when he’s sickly.

Mirror Reflection

There is a possibility that my hibernation is near it’s end. Ohio and Kayt-land both experienced one warm afternoon a few days ago and that seems to have woken up my inner blogger.

I’m don’t quite remember how this works, but as I do (or would like to begging doing) I’d like to start off with a picture.

This is Toshi.

Toshi, say hi to the internet.

Toshi was given to me on December 16th by the woman who supplies all of the Beta fish that Petland stores sell. She was staying at my hotel and gave me Toshi as a “thank you” for helping her with her airline ticket. She handed Toshi and told me to keep him warm and feed him food.

He’s a Siamese fighting fish-- a crown tailed. He fights with himself and flares his fins when I stare at him too long. His name is Japanese (it‘s not quite Siamese, but Asian enough) and it means “mirror reflection”. I love him and am trying really, really hard to remember to feed him. So far, still alive.