Wahhhh

There you go Lorne. You're linked you whiney baby. Now excuse me while I go cut the brakes to your car so I can have something to post about tomorrow.

No internet and no tv make Meghan go something something

To follow Jenny's layout I'm going to just summarize everything that is happening in my life right now with lists of the good and the bad. Being that I'm emo I'll start with the bad first.

The Bad
-MOVING MOVING MOVING
-friends that bail on helping move
-the love hate relationship i have with my kitty. she makes me sneezy and itchy and wheezy (all hot I know) and she sheds worse that anything i've seen. I've gotten her out of the habit of scratching my door and wanting people food but she meows as if she's had such a hard life if i don't spend at least an hr a day petting her. and if I go to nap she headbutts me til I wake up and give her attention. And she has a new game she likes where she is able to open the closet door and get into the closet but not get out so she meows until I let her out. that being said I have fallen for said kitty and am having troubles thinking about possibly getting rid of her. Someone offered to take her yesterday and the thought of not having her is devastating. 'Oi. The dilemma.
-bruises from moving/scrapes from the kitty.
-red eyes from the kitty
-not having Internet hooked up yet
-not being able to find anything after moving
-having a roomate that left the cleaning upto me
-the fact that starbucks makes my tummy hurt
-feeling lonely

The Good
-finally having my own space to do what I feel!
-the way my kitty headbutts me to say hello and rolls around with a ball for hours.
-Grande Americano with 5 pumps sugar free cinnamon dolce. Yumm.
-Valentines Days that are neither bitter nor sad.
-friends visiting and catching up over beer
-friends that help you move and put up with your lacking organization.
-the way the sun comes through the window perfectly in me new place
-having a place that I want others to feel welcome to drop by and have coffee and chatty.
-spring coming

you're going to think i'm a monster...

because i'm thinking of giving tinkerbell up already. that's not to say i do not like her or have not spent a lot of time and money bonding with her. both have been implemented to a high degree.i've even been dealing with the cat poopy quite fine, jenn. but it's day four and the allergies which were supposed to be subsiding at this point have not been. it's not that i was like "cat+allergies=a hell of a good time!" but was under the impression that spending time living with a cat can help with the allergies and can make them go away. this was assured to me by cat owners and animal health technicians alike.

this is a lie.

i'm stressed due to all the cat hair, and all she wants is some love and pets and maybe a cat treat or two.it seems silly to give her back up to the SPCA after spending the time and money getting all the supplies and well, tinkerbell. so rather than seeing this as another shitty idea that failed, i'm hoping someone will be able to give tinkerbell a good home. why pay at the spca when there's a great kitty here who just wants a couple of hiding spots and to chase her shadow?

PS anyone who is thinking of commenting with an 'i told you so' or a 'you knew you were allergic' please don't. i have bonded with tinkerbell and this isn't easy to admit i've made a bad decision and one that will affect my cat. i already know this is a shitty thing, so no affirmations, thanks.

My new roomate?

This is Sugarplum. She's a 4 yr old cat. She's a redheaded princess who is curious and likes attention on her own terms. Sound familiar? Right now I am having a serious debate about whether Sugarplum should be my new roomate.

The Pro's

-company so i don't go crazy talking to myself

-finally having a pet!

-pet owners live 10 yrs longer on average

-build up a natural immune system

-have responsibility

-general happiness

The Cons

-I am allergic to cats. They make me sneeze and my eyes itchy.

-my dad is allergic to cats and i want my parents to be able to stay with me when visiting

-the constant vacuuming/lint brushing as I hate cat hair

-dealing with gross things like poo and puke and stuff that makes me naseated

-where to put the cat if I go away.

-not all places allow pets so what to do if I move out sometime.

I have not been a pet owner for years and my experience with all animals is limited. I had a hamster named minime I loved very much but common sense tells me a cat is a lot more work. Would it be okay for while I go to work? How do I take care of a cat? So many questions for a spur of the moment decision, but I feel I must act quick before someone else realizes how fabulous Sugarplum is and steals her away. Feel free to throw feedback and opinions about getting a cat, and how to care for a cat.

The time's they are a changin'

Some people deal with break ups by getting drunk, or rebounding with someone else to feel better/attractive, or getting angry and bitter. I have done all these in the past. This time I dealt by buying dinnerware and surviving on hot chocolate and pizza for 3 days straight. A new leaf, or just strange behavior, perhaps.

A Pre-Valentine's day poem

Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy.
Spark fly and they start falling hard.
They picture the picket fence together.
It's almost too perfect.
... Six weeks later...
Boy gets transferred jobs to a different town.
It ends.
Game over.

5 things

Pirate Jessica tagged me with the whole 5 things people don't know about you, and so I better get around to that. The only problem is that I'm not that mysterious so the things are probably quirks or things others could guess. But here goes.

1) Escalators make me extremely nervous
Eever since I was five or six and in Prince George and I saw some kid get his boot caught in the escalator at Sears and the fire department had to come escalators make me extremely nervous and if there is a choice between an escalator/elevator or stairs I'll choose the latter two. Always. Don't even get me started on the escalator at Granville Street station in Van.

2) I've never read anything by Kerouac
I've always been meaning to and whenever a conversation about a Kerouac play or novel comes up I always look serious and nod in agreement as if of course I know that, I've read that book a millions times! Truth is that I've read it none. And yetI've managed to have conversations about Kerouac as if have. Should probably get around to that soon. Although faking it does seem to be working.

3) I think I could have slight obsessive compulsive tendancies
I;ve come to terms that it's probably not normal to wake up during the night to make certain the door is locked, or to turn the car around to check to see if the straightening iron is still on. Yet I do both quite frequently.

4) I hit something with my car at least 3 times a week.
A curb. A sidewalk. Another car. Cement blocks. Fences. Shopping carts. Shhh, don't tell anyone. It gives my car "love scrapes".

5) I'm a neat freak....but hate cleaning.
There's nothing worse than a disorderly home. A little bit of clutter is ok but I like a place neat. Especially the kitchen and bathroom. But even though I like doing dishes I hate vacuuming and cleaning the tub. So when I move to my new place I think I'm going hit the pinnacle of lazy and get a housekeeper to come in once a week to do those things. I'm much too busy blog surfing and being lazy to be bothered.

There you have it, me and all my neurosis!

Karma

Great job.
Great boyfriend.
Great friends.
My own place.

Isn't this where I get hit by a bus or something?

off the market

I have a really amazing boyfriend. His name is Andrew and he's 31. I don't normally talk much about dating on blogs, as I think it's best left private but this time I think it's worth it. He's really funny and smart and makes me smile. It's funny how you can meet somene years ago and not think anything of it, just a passing moment, then years later they can affect you. So far, so good.

PS We went to 'Wildlights' last night and I fell in love with a racoon family. They were all tubby and cute and I decided I want them. The whole lot of em. Then we can talk about the damn 'coons while on the porch whittling wood. Just an idea. Oh and there was a horrible symphony of lights with the 12 days of Christmas accompanied by corresponding lights...but then at the end they threw out like 45 seconds of Bohemian Rhapsody to lights. And noone else seemed to notice. Wtf.

lets ring in the new year with babyduck and matinee slims

Or at least that's how I did it. And paid the price the next day. Not a bad enough hangover to pray for death, just bad enough to justify staying on the couch in my gitchies all day long drinking soup. Mmmmmm soooouuuup.

Lets recap the holidays. Went up north and the time passed too quick. Got to see mom and dad (i missed them so much it was ridiculous). Ate yummy food and read old books (SVU and Fear Street 4eva) and watched tele guilt free. It took about 2 days just to destress from everything at work but when I did it was nice. Actually got a long sleep one night and even though I fought a cold it was still great. Gots to see the mine and spend time there. It's amazing to see how much it developed since I was there last Easter.

Christmas was awesome. I got tixs to see the Tragically Hip and a vacuum and autostart for my car. And a pirate ornament and book (HARRRRRRRR) and a spoon rest that says 'will cook for shoes'. I love how every year we break out the fine china and have a gorgeous table setting only to put on the paper crowns and exchange toys and make pull my fingers jokes. Only my family...
It was also nice to see Scottish granny. She's passed on a deep love of tea down to me and for tabloid mags.

But all good trips but come to an end and before I knew it I was back in Kamloops and was at work the next day with a throat that felt like I swallowed hellfire. Trip to the walk in confirmed strep and for one of the first times ever I had to miss rock trivia. Much sadness. Especially after Matt (who said he'd come for the last 6 months) finally showed up on the night I wasn't there. Typical. Doesn't count if I wasn't there to witness it.

Chilled til New Years Eve which was spent at Leanne's (who I still cannot believe has left us til Spring thaw). Allthe regulars were there (Jenn, Lucas, Lorne, Jenny, Leanne, her parents, John and Darren). It was casual but fun and well due to a technicality of antibotics I ended up getting tipsy as every drink doubles its content and I had about 5. Ooops. C'est la vie, it was fun.

Since then I got some good news. My landlord offered me a 1 bedroom apartment int he complex for Feb 15th and I accepted. It's really pretty with a balcony and a walk in closet. You'd think he said it's made of gold or has a hottub on the balcony with how happy I am with the walk in closet. I've been wanting my own pad for years and finally it's coming. I have the deadline. I'm seriously so happy. Anyone wanna help me move :P

Oh and my cold is no longer a cold but the plague. I'm waiting for the buboes to form. Seriously, think it perma moved in. Oh and everyone should watch 'Little Miss Sunshine' cause it's so freaking awesome.