Saturday, October 19, 2013

The Flea Market

Hi kids!

I know it's been awhile since I talked to you guys and dolls. But I thought since I'm here with nothing to do I can type up something, even if it's a quickie. 

So in the midst of cleaning out my parents home so I can move in, I have tons of stuff that my mom brought that I can't use and have no need for. My uncle suggested that I sale them to make a little bit of money. Which is a wonderful idea. However I must say I wasn't expecting the flea market to be so difficult and just down right strange. Even though this a my first time I must say that I really don't like this too much. 

I'm not knocking it. I just never had an interest in it. Being here and trying sale something to people who expect to get it for nothing is beyond a challenge to me. In my case I never was much of a sales person and advertising and sales and all that business and financial side of things definitely ain't my forte. Therefore I do great unpacking boxes, placing things or even putting things like shoes on display. That I do good at. Trying to attract people and show them that my salt and pepper shakers are better than the woman in row C column 8's is like the most frustrating task to me and I personally don't have the patience to deal with it. That's just me. Like everyone shops differently and values things differently. That I understand. But I can't think for someone just like they can't do the same about me. 

Baffling experience really. I think the only plus is that they have funnel cake and that I have a close parking spot. I dunno we'll see how it goes within the next few hours. Plus I miss my little Hawthorn too. I rather be fussing and fighting with him instead of sitting in the cold with a newborn cold trying to kill me off lol. 

Friday, October 18, 2013

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Bunny's Corner: The Midnight Tirade

So my aunt and uncle are going away to visit old friends of his and their spouse. Something they do about every year or so. I was aware of it and understood they would be living to catch their flight in the middle of the night basically. Unfortunately my kitten, Hawthorn, was unusually hyper and excited about this.  

Anyway so I'm sleep and Hawthorn is running a muck like he received Mad Hatter training from Johnny Depp. He was making a whole hell of a lot of noise and running around. The jingle bells on his neck doesn't make it any better. In the midst of whatever the game it was he was playing he decides to pounce on my feet and body because I'm under the covers because I'm cold. Then I had to discipline him with a squirt from the naughty bottle and a spank on the hip. 

So I then put him in bed with me and told him to lay it down. I turned off the light so he could understand its bed time like always. No, no. What does he do?? Tries to chew my necklace off which I decided to squirt him about since nose bopping and spanks weren't working. Let's say my bed ended up damp. But that wasn't the worst part it was the fact that he decided to shake the water off that killed the mood faster than a broken solitary condom with a hottie. He did this twice. In addition to running around crazily and acting like, well a complete douchewaffle. 

So then when I thought I could lay it down and go back to dreaming about sugar plums and all that other good shit. My aunt says we need you to move the car so we can go plus hurry up we're late. Now mind you I'm not going and basically she's the one who's late. Go figure huh. So I go and move the car in my sleepy death like state. When I come back in thinking I could sleep. Oh no no no. I couldn't because Hawthorn knocked his food bowl over and I had to clean up which depreciated my want to sleep ever more. Thus I went to the bathroom and grab something cold to drink. 

By time I made it to bed. Hawthorn climbed up in my lap and went to sleep. He's actually on his third nap as I type this. The worst part is I have things to do but I'm far too tired and I'm a bit too agitated to do so. Plus apparently my lap makes a wonderful napping location too. Oh woe is Bunny!! 

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Pirate Party


Breath Of Stars


Raiden, Orenji & Hawthorn

So in the midst of a joke that went horribly wrong. I ended up adopting two fish and a kitten. The fish came first one was part of the joke, but then the other I happened to like a lot. Since you all haven't met them, allow me to introduce them :).


He was the betta that just won me over. At first he was very friendly but he was gorgeous. I mean look at him!! Unfortunately I didn't know what I was getting myself in to. Not only is he a very pretty fish, but he is unbelievably high strung. Honestly...this fish has issues. He will snap out in a minute. Oh my goodness when I was trying to get him into his new tank he tried to commit suicide!! I was shocked he knew how to avoid the net, but to jump into the sink with little to no water, flopping around and it didn't have a stopper in it either. He gave me a mini heart attack that day. Thus I decided to give him and the other betta Japanese names. So I picked Raiden, it means Thunder and Lightening which describes his personality to a T. Unfortunately his nick name is Cunt-Bubbles lol.


Now he's the less hyper of the two and actually the complete opposite. He's mellow and very laid back. So much to the point it makes you wonder if he's still living or not. However in all my life I've never seen an orange betta that looked like a gold fish. I found him to be very mesmerizing. I also couldn't find a red one like I wanted so the orange one had to do and I'm happy I made that choice to pick and keep him. I just wish he'd be just a tad bit more lively. Well his name implies his color. Yep you guess it!! Orenji is Orange in Japanese. Pretty neat huh?? Lol. I think it suits him well.


So I had been out looking at pets over the years, I'm personally more of cat lover than a dog lover. I like dogs but not to the point where they need to be walked and trained and unconditionally loved every day. It's too much, I love cats because they come get hugs and kisses and go on about their business. I can deal with that lol. A few weeks ago while I was at the Petco they had adoptable kittens and cats through the animal rescue league and human society. However kittens cost more. The $50 wasn't bad but the application fee was $100. But for me to adopt I needed to provide a house deed with my name on it and above all else I needed to be approve. So you're not guaranteed a pet but you've lost $100. Which I think is a bit much. Since a lot of people recommended that to me as an option, they too were shocked to learned that pets were no longer free and there was a new protocol to adopt.

I decided to try the pet stores. Majority of them have puppies and the cheapest one was $600, which is even more ridiculous. So I tried this one pet store close to my home. They had kittens which I got excited about but they were adoptable. The kittens and puppies all came from homes and were donated to go to new permanent homes. When I inquired about the adopting process I was even more elated to find out that all I needed was a driver's license and to pay for my kitten. Well the one I picked was friendlier than the others and when I got to spend time with him, I enjoyed his company a lot. I decided on a whim, to buy him. He only cost $70. No application fee or anything and only other charge was for his microchip to be activated which was $30. For the price of the application fee I got a healthy kitten no ifs, ands, buts or maybes. Unfortunately the only downfall is that they name them for you. I must admit, Hawthorn has grown on me. I got him to keep me company and have something to do. I also got him because I didn't want to wait or be forced to have an old cat who's set in their ways and because I thought I'd be at my house a lot sooner. Honestly I couldn't be happier to have Hawthorn, even if he is a mischievous little kitten.


I never once thought that as an adult that others would let jealousy consume them to the point of childishness. I never let that cross my mind. Yeah sure I knew it happened in high school and even in college. But in the world of adulthood and responsibility?? Nah only if and when a love triangle is involved. Apparently I was wrong and assumed way too much.

My family has been going hot and cold on me about my mother's passing. My one set of aunt and uncle believe I'm a total fuck up and how I'm not putting in the effort to move back into the house or how I need to get a job asap and do this and how I shouldn't have brought my kitten (you can read more about him here) to how I'm not being responsible enough to "handle business" when they're basically bulldozing me over to do it first and not giving me the opportunity to be the adult they demand me to be. While my other aunt and uncle whom I currently live with are fine, I'm personally tired of the rules but I appreciate them helping me and treating me like an adult. Plus they don't have a problem with my having a kitten either. But I never thought people well into their 50s, 60s and 70s could bicker, argue and be so petty. The main reason is jealousy.

I understand that at my current situation I'm 26, I [sort of] own a house, and a car and never worked an actual job in my life. For some people that bothers them. I can understand that. I'm jealous everyone else gets to share many more years or the best years of their lives with their parents and families. However to get mad about it and try to find a faulty reasoning behind it, is ridiculous. I didn't ask to be in this situation, honestly I rather not have the house or car. I rather have more time with my parents, not for holidays or family time or gatherings—but just because.

What's even worst is the fact that jealousy brings out the ugliness in people. Some know it and others are in denial of it. My uncle got mad because the dining room has a motion sensor light switch, his wife is still going on about my cat and how I need to get my money back because he's a mutt. What may seem valueless or unnecessary to you doesn't mean that's true for everyone else.

I'm not saying we as humans should never be jealous, we have that as a right. Just like we're allowed to be mad, sad, happy or overwhelmed. Those emotions are our right as human beings. I'm jealous of people who have parents, or those who have their own families or even idiots who graduated college but I'm not going to take my anger out on them. I'm allowed to voice how I feel for my own personal reasons, but what's the point of me pitching a bitch. It won't change anything nor is my situation going to change. In their case, it won't rewrite the past to make your present and future any better. That's not how things work.

Unfortunately I don't like this situation and all the unnecessary emotional unbalances of other people. Nor do I like other people telling me how I'm suppose to be feeling. But what can you do when people let the jealousy bring out the envious ugliness of their soul?? Most say sit back and watch them make a fool of themselves. Sometimes, that's easier said than done.
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