happy pets

Today is Thanksgiving, and everyone knows that means it will result in an extremely boring day. I've spent most of the day on the computer and watching TV, which is really no different from any other day. I was FB chatting when a girl I knew told me to play this cyber pet game called Happy pets. I know this sounds really dumb, but it is super addictive. I adopted three cats, and fed them and all of that, and visited my friends' cats. Most of them have a pretty posh set up. Except there is this one bitch who has one lonely kitten who is STARVING to DEATH!!!!! And her litter box hasn't been cleaned in god knows how long. This is just disgusting. I sent her this little notification that says "____, it looks like your cats are starving, please feed them." That was an hour ago. I know it's Thanksgiving, but i happened to notice that she is using Facebook Mobile. So she probably go the message and is just content to let her pet starve. I know that this is just a cyber game and in no way does this reflect her true character, but for the love of god, just put your pet up for adoption. I'm only on level 2, and am not allowed to adopt another pet until level 8. I'm going to have to skip my family dinner just so I can rescue her poor cats. To make matters that much worse her cats' names are Starbucks and Missy. Dear God.

smaller than most we fit into tiny places.

Here's my playlist for the cold months and rainy days

1). It's winter and you don't love me anymore- Casiotone for the Painfully Alone

2). Hello Rain- Dear Nora

3). Cold White Christmas- Casiotone for the Painfully Alone

4). When the Wind Blows- Dear Nora

5). Winter of '94- Henry's Dress

6). Indian Summer- Beat Happening

7). Cold Mountain- Mt. Eerie

8). Where there are trees- Josephine Foster

9). Just Ice- Thanksgiving

10). Fall Flood- Little Wings

11). Depth of Blue- Karl Blau

12). Tahiti Rain Song- Cocorosie

13). Watch the Waves- Taken By Trees

14). Four Hearts- Metallic Falcons

15). Buried in Teeth- Orion Rigel Dommisse

Here's something I'm thinking. I travel the world taking pictures of people that look like Topanga (Boy Meets World,) and make a book called "Topanga Days."

Oh, the horror!

Today in my spanish class I learned that people in Peru eat guinea pigs instead of oh, IDK...chicken or cow. I thought this was slightly humorous but then I remembered that Wolf Blitzen loves guinea pigs more than a frantic mother loves her bouncing baby and it made me sad.

I just got a new puppy. Her name is Ollie. She has slept in my bed for the 3 nights we've had her and I don't think I'm going to continue the tradition anymore. Why you ask? Oh, I'll tell you why.

1st night: She somehow ended up on the floor. Call me crazy but last time I checked, 10 week old puppies aren't supposed to land directly on their head while they're deep in their baby dreams.

2nd night: She got lost in the blankets. Who knows how long she was twisted in that blanket to the point where her tiny dacshund legs couldn't break her free from that fleece monster.

3rd night (last night): I woke to find her squished in between my back and the matress.

You poor, poor dog. What did you do to deserve that?

OH! And I would probably blog more if Ms.Blitzen would change the language on our blog back to ENGLISH because I don't know FRENCH. Jerk.

No more little trinkets...

You know when they say it rains it pours? Well they're right (whoever "they" is.) Uncle Carl didn't get home from the Rut last night until near 3:30, and you better believe Aunt Mimi was up when he arrived. I was in bed and could hear him stumblin' around drunk as a sailor's dog, and Aunt Mimi sure let him have it. This morning when I woke, Aunt Mimi was screaming because she lost her lucky bunny foot in Uncle Carl's car yesterday morning. We had gone down to the grocery store, and like always she had that damn foot in her lap when she made a wrong turn down a one-way street and just about hit a hearse head on. Well the foot went flying, as did I. How's that for luck. She didn't even realize it was gone until last night when Carl took the car. Well I 'spose she searched every inch of that car, and she finally did find it, in addition to a pair of purple frilly panties that Uncle Carl had stashed in the glovebox. Poor Aunty Mimi. Carl took it real smooth though, he didn't even look up from his paper when she came burstin' through the door at breakfast, he just said, "You oughtn't worry your pretty little head over it." As for me? I got the hell out of there. Everything seemed to be okay when I came home, except Mimi had smashed all of Carl's beloved figurines. He'd collected them since he was a young boy from inside each Bigelow tea-box. On the floor porcelain animals were smashed to a million little pieces. I 'spose Mimi thought she was getting even with Carl, but she didn't know how much it bothered me to see his little trinkets on the ground. I didn't know what to do so I sat down and watched Golden Girls with Mimi, and Carl walked in from a night at The Rut, saw his trinkets and felt a little more sobered, no doubt.

Poem of the Evening

i love getting coffee

even when it's flavored like toffee

mom when is dinner?

i'm hungry and getting thinner

i wish i could wear a cowboy hat and pull it off

just kidding that guy guy looks like a dork

i hope i make it into college

wolf blitzen needs to stop crushing on 15 year olds

i love to bite bite bite

that guy smells bad

i need to find a new love for my job

if i don't i will be eating off the dollar menu

can you tell i'm hungry?

why can't i think of anyone i don't like?

i don't like anyone

and yet i can't come up with names

bowling is on thursday

hurray for that?

psych. i'd rather stick my torn off fingernails under my eye lids and punch myself in the face

i want my internet to work so i can blog like this everyday

lucky for you i don't

lizards lizards lizards

why won't anyone mail me letters back?

i wish i didn't like mailing letters so much

i was sick yesterday and the day before

and the day before

i found a new love for poetry

i miss halloween

they are never fun

for me, atleast.

i wish i knew who my friends were

i wish we were all a little more like cats.

bonsoiree, Luna Zuna.

Hello Bloggers

Today at work I dropped this lady's Mexican dip all over the floor. She was pretty mean about it, and even though the deli must make about 10 of those damn things a day she of course grabbed the last one. I know it sucks to have some klutzy twat drop your shitty dip on the floor but this lady had a huge attitude. I wanted to see her eat it off the floor, but of course I had to act really sorry about it. I really was sorry until she got all uppity. Later someone started screaming and a fire truck came. Someone could have died for all I knew, but by that time I had been working 7 hours and after about 5 I get into robot mode and I stop using my brain and rely on my mechanical routine.

Bowling starts tomorrow. I really don't even want to go to the informational meeting, but I probably will because I'm secretly hoping I'll be really good and make my school proud and everyone will worship me.

I've been listening to my Last.Fm radio all afternoon and it seems to be stuck on Jeffrey Lewis. I doubt anyone else has a strong opinion about Jeffrey Lewis, but I really don't like him. I mean I do like him, but it's the kind of like that you rarely feel and mostly just hate. Anyone? Like I feel the same way about Cat Power and shit like that. It's better than bad but it just falls somewhere in the middle. This is random but how many people do you think comment on videos or songs on youtube or pandora (etc) in different languages just to seem cooler? because I do sometimes...a lot of the time. Same thing when people buy candy bars and then insist you put them in the bag because it's definitely not for them it's for their kid or their gynecologist or something. I just know they are in their car hitting their head on the steering wheel just to get to their snack. God.

I've watched a few of Julia Potts' videos, they are all great.

Im not playing hard to get, Im just playing hard to get.

Today has been the worst. I know this is not a blog for whining, but i really want to just whine. 

First of all i hate school so much, I never used to hate school, and I had really high expectations for senior year and it turns out it's actually way worse than all the other years. I am going to be so happy to leave. I got accepted to the University of Iowa, which is good news. Now i just have to not fail any classes, like Econ. I'm supposed to read 47 pages for of "Heart of Darkness" by Joseph Conrad for AP lit tomo. It's so boring. It's about a sailor and his ship problems, as if thats something I could relate to. I must be having lady time soon because I'm just having so many emotions. I signed this petition on facebook about all the dolphin killings in Africa (are there even dolphins in africa? i don't think so...) and read a little about the rest of my causes and just started crying. I'm so lame. 

I recently regained a friend, thats a plus I guess, but considering how many I've lost it doesn't seem that significant. I really miss my college friends. College must really change a person. I got this faux fur vest that I really like, thats good too. I had coffee with Grandma today, overall it sucked, but she had a few funny lines. She was talking about H1N1, but kept calling it HIV1. Ha! y'know, like AIDs, nothing is funnier than AIDs.  

I got in a really big fight with my mom. That seems to bother me more than anything else because she's really good at fights. She knows just exactly my insecurities. most of the time now I don't feel like she wants me to be at home anymore, which is too bad because now more than ever I want to be home. I don't want to move. I've never lived anywhere else and i don't want to live in a dorm with strangers. 

I saw "Where the Wild THings Are," with Alexia. It was so great. I cried during that too, but I feel less lame about that because Alexia did too. I had a really good weekend, that counts for something! Lately I think I just want to be a DJ, but I really am not very social and I don't own a record player. Those are both things I could work at, but it seems easier not to.

Sorry i've been such a downer, probably it's the weather. 

here's something to make you laugh..

And here's something to make you sad again...

It was the middle of the night in my house

It's snowing!!! I'm excited, I ordered my coat yesterday...a little late I guess. God I can't wait to go get gloves. I love this time of year. I've been trying to do a lot of fall things. Last night I went to a haunted house downtown with my 7th grade best friend. I didn't even want to go in, and I ended up holding this stranger in front of me i was so scared. I felt a little weird about that, but I felt like less of a creep when she put her mouth on my hand. Hah i think she thought it was her hand.

This morning I fed some cats and watered some basil plants.  Luna sent me this nice package with a really great mix CD in it. All my guilty favorites, She Wolf, that blackeyed peas song the ring a ling one, some Britney, and that really bad pop song that goes lalal alal lalalalal. I hope someone knows which one that is. 

Sorry we haven't been writing. It's not that we've been busy, we're just really lazy asses. To make up for up I'll include a guilty pleasures playlist. With significance in order...

1). Remix to Ignition, R Kelly.

2). The first cut is the deepest, Sheryl Crow

3). Sex and Candy, Marcy Playground

4). Oh Aaron, Aaron Carter

5). One Week, Barenaked Ladies

6). Toxic, Britney (<--that is how she spells it right?) 

7). the Eve 6 song thats like put my tender heart in a blender.

8). Redneck Woman, Gretchen Wilson

9). Birthday Sex, Jeremih

10). This one should actually be in place 3). What if God were one of us, Joan Osbourne.

I'm not ashamed.  Also, does anyone realize how good Leslie Gore is? I just started listening to her, she's so good.

Hahaha, so look at the profile of the kid that made that video. So unexpected.

four heartz

I don't really have much to write about, except Organic Chemistry is really kicking my ass. And Aunt Mimi and Uncle Carl are fightin' nasty. Carl's mad that aunty goes out to The Rut every night. The Rut is this really gross bar on Mt. Vernon, Aunt Mimi likes it though. She's not very picky as long as they carry PBR. I guess I can see where they are both coming from, I mean Uncle Carl worked hard all day paintin' the Cad' Mimi is on this kick where everything has to be pink. EVERYTHING. He works hard all day and she never gets out of the house. I try to keep her company the best I can. We play craps and trance dance, but she just can't beat the bottle. I know they love each other deep down. We're all going to the camp ground this weekend. Probably a little R&R will do the trick just right. Well O Chem is calling.

Aunt Mimi, before "The Rut"

Here are some songs i've been hearing today

Four Hearts- Metallic Falcons

Fake Yer Death- Orion Rigel Dommisse

Will you still love me tomorrow?- Carole King

Dust my Broom- Elmore James

Our Favorite Idols-Shenandoah Davis

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Hey ya'll. Here's a rundown of my day.

1. Went to walking class by myself, forgot to put my 40lb backpack in my truck, so i had to carry it the whole time. Realized I left my headphones in my truck so i couldn't listen to Kid Cudi's new album. Inhaled a fly and then walked into a huge spider web immediately after. Got a rock in my shoe. My foot bled.

2.My dad just asked me when my birthday was.

I hope tomorrow is just as awesome!

--Luna Zuna

Saturday is for the pigs.

I've never been so smitten with something, someone than i am with piglet.

TGIF (That one's for you, Wolf Blitzen.)

It is 8:58 in the am and I am in my Plato class. For anyone who doesn't know what that is, it's a course you take on the computer because you failed the course last year when you took it with NORMAL kids in a NORMAL class environment. In my case, this course happens to be 2nd year algebra term 3. I have found that I do the best on my tests when I listen to either: Muse's new album- The Resistance, or Twista's new album- Category F5. It's good shit, check em out.

I just finished my report on David Attenborough who is the narrator on Blue Planet and Planet Earth. Usually I find writing reports as dull as watching a sloth (excluding sloth dad, of course.) but I found Mr. Attenborough really interesting and possibly the greatest old man in the history of the world. There was one quote that he said about his view on religions. It's exactly how I feel and it has made me hang on to my title as an agnostic even more. It was:

"My response is that when Creationists talk about God creating every individual species as a separate act, they always instance hummingbirds, or orchids,sunflowers and beautiful things. But I tend to think instead of a parasitic worm that is boring through the eye of a boy sitting on the bank of a river in West Africa, [a worm] that's going to make him blind. And [I ask them], 'Are you telling me that the God you believe in, who you also say is an all-merciful God, who cares for each one of us individually, are you saying that God created this worm that can live in no other way than in an innocent child's eyeball? Because that doesn't seem to me to coincide with a God who's full of mercy"- David Attenborough

--Luna Zuna

today and yesterday, the past and the present, September 16 and sepember 17th

Today and yesterday were both interesting days. yesterday i worked until ten which usually blows a ton, and it did. sometimes i'm convinced that there is a universally bad day. Everyone that came through my line was in an awfully terrible mood. This one lady was so nasty to me i actually wanted to cry just because she was scaring me so much. That has only ever happened one time and the lady said she was going to rip out my eyeballs if i rolled them again. i guess i was rolling my eyes. I can see how that is annoying, but i don't mean to. This lady came in talking on her cell phone so loudly that the lady in front of her looked like she was going to go through the roof. I felt so uncomfortable i worked as fast as i could to get her out of the store and as far away from the loud bitch as i could. The rest of the night went pretty fast. I found the best grocery list ever. i'll have to scan it in or something. 

Today alexia and i went to subway for lunch. i got a 3 inch sub instead of 6 and got the third degree from her. It's just when I eat all 6 inches i feel sick. GOD WHO CARES?!?! Im so boring. Alexia, Skidmark, and i went on a mini iowafest 2009. More on that later. Watched murder shows all night, now i gotta sleep with the lights on. Last time i scared myself so much that i wanted to sleep in my momma and dads bed, but i guess they refuse. 

Tomorrow will be the future, and i cant say yet how that will be. I can say that i am pretty excited for my outfit.  It might possibly be the ugliest thing i have ever worn, and i always strive for that.  Im gonna wear this really ugly t-shirt from the 80s with a giant abstract swan on it. I found it today in my closet. My aunt mimi picked it up for me at a garage sale along time ago. I hated it then, for good reason. love it now, for better reasons. 

Oh man, i almost forgot. Sometimes when my mother thinks that no one is listening to her she talks to the dogs. usually its about how much she loves them, or how fat they are. Sometimes, however, it's because they peed on the floor. I overheard a little of their conversation this afternoon: (Note: it has been edited for all audiences)

"you are all going to hell, everyone of you. you will all go to dog hell, you nasty piece of shit dogs. Bad dogs, there is no reason for this. we're going to give you all away to some slaughterhouses, bad rotten dogs, you awful creations. God. do you hear me?"

None of this is true of course, otherwise it wouldn't be funny. 

god this is the longest post ever. 

Now that i have my mac i watch all the featured youtube videos, and this one is a gem:

^Look at that kids hair!!!!!!!

This one is just because im really into this girls music.

I'm sure by now anyone that may have possibly been reading has stopped, but if you haven't then...Bacon is good for you. 

--wolf blitzen

Theres a Light that Never Goes Out...

I really hope there is someone that is maybe even a little obsessed with the smiths out there reading this. Otherwise, i'll look awful silly.  So with a little googling I found  this article   http://www.believermag.com/exclusives/?read=article_veltman

It's pretty lengthy so if you don't feel like reading it I'll just explain it. Basically this article proves that Stephen Morrissey, frontman for The Smiths, is actually the second coming of Jesus. It sounds farfetched, but it's true. I've always had my doubts when it comes to religion, but not now. If there is one man that could absolve my sins and lead me to the afterlife its him. 

Probably you want some evidence...

1). Morrissey predicted the death of Princess Diana. If you listen to "there's a light that never goes out" carefully, he has clearly predicted the death of Princess Diana. 

--This song was released as a single, only in France, where lady di was living and was called "The Queen is Dead" 

"Take me out tonight Because I want to see people and i Want to see life Driving in your car Oh, please dont drop me home Because its not my home, its their Home, and Im welcome no more And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten-ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine Take me out tonight Take me anywhere, I dont care I dont care, I dont care And in the darkened underpass I thought oh god, my chance has come at last (but then a strange fear gripped me and i Just couldnt ask)" --"Theres a light that Never Goes Out"

yep, he's a saint, probably. there is much more evidence that proves he is jesus on that article, probably. I can't be sure because I got bored and stopped reading after the Princess Diana part. It's okay i don't need evidence. 

Here's my september playlist:

Frankly Mr. Shankly-- The Smiths

Proof- Shenandoah Davis

Girlfriends Dont Keep- Bratmobile

Dear Nora- Everyone's the Same

The Concretes- Song of the Songs

Never Let me down Again-Depeche Mode

Hung up - Dear Nora

Psychic City- YACHT

--wolf blitzen

We Gotta Get To Windmill Pointe!

Rose rules...

....so does our manager, Sam....

...and this sloth dad.

Meet My Jew Friend, Wolf Blitzen.

Wolf Blitzen and I are at a coffeeshop. This is the first of the many interviews for Wolf Blitzen.

Where were you born? -Iowa City, Iowa.

How many siblings do you have? -Three.

If you were a dog, who's butt would you not smell? -Nelly Furtado.

Considering you're lactose intolerant, what do you think people say about that behind your back? -They probably think I drink breast milk.... from a sickly sheep's teat. you know, like the ones we took pictures of?

If you could come up with a new coffee, what would it be called and what would it consist of? -IDK

When you grow up, what do you want to be? -I want to be rich, I want to be famous, I want to have boobies.

--Luna Zuna

an interview with Luna Zuna

which fictional characters are you and your best friend like? whoever that best friend is...

--Enid Coleslaw and Rebecca. 

Interesting...why?

--because i hang out with a dorky jew and we hate everyone. 

What are your top three favorite songs? 

--She Wolf 

--Walking on Ice by Twista feat. Gucci mayne

--tying your shoes song from spongebob. 

we gotta be done. we're sorry. we tried.

--wolf blitzen.

I wish I had a friend that made me a fleece deer suit instead of spending countless hours blogging about her real best friend, Rachel A. Oakes.
I hope lightning strikes you down.


On the other hand,
WHAT SHOULD WE DO TOMORROW??

a response from wolf blitzen...

sometimes, a lot of the time i wish i had a friend that would carve miniature figurines with me on the weekends instead of eating potato chips from the cracks in her sofa (i've seen it.) There is so much tension between us right now because we had a big fight today at work. Alexia is an awful employee and usually gets me in trouble. Today she flirted with our manager so she could go home early and check her facebook while still on the clock. I was working really hard. Extra hard because she was one less employee. 

Thats the real Alexia. thats what she's really like. she's mean and has a hard time with proper sentence structure. and she's always talking about her real best friend Brittany Quaid. 

I hope you're stuck on the receiving end of a glory hole...

JUST KIDDING!!! you're my best friend, and i was only kind of serious about some of those things!

In other words...

BIG NEWS its so big alexia doesn't even know it yet. My very best friend from middle school and fellow diehard Smiths fan, Madi is going to do a post on the blog about all the evidence she has that Morrissey is some sort of God. Apparently this is a pretty well known conspiracy. I don't know for sure, but I'd be willing to believe it. But I'm super excited because Madi's the best and she was there for me during my "punk" phase in 7th grade. She's seen the very worst of me. Including when my ear swelled up because i put a paper clip through it...oh man thats embarrassing . Well thats all. you can expect a post from her sometime in the next 4-6 weeks. 

--Wolf Blitzen

c'est trop mignonne

Today i found out that i had a cat named after me. incredible! I've never been important  enough to have a cat named after me. It's not an old dull cat either, its a new kitten. She'll live for at least nine lives in my honor. remarkable.  it's not even an american cat. She's French!!! She lives in a small town named Salagnon on a little cottage in the woods.  she's living with my french host family and their 20+ other cats. Every morning i would wake up and look out the wooden window onto the lawn and there would be tons of cats all lounging in piles on the hill. So cute.  i wish i could have blogged in france, so many funny things happened...

  

If i was a cat thats what i would look like I think... she's the one on the left. 

now i feel like i'm kind of responsible for her existence and i feel obligated to contribute to her life in some way. but i just cant be there for her. 

Also, there has been some awful news...Alexia's beloved truck Minkus has died officially. He has to be sold for parts. and even in parts he wont be worth much. Poor minkus, so many fun memories with that truck. We're going to have a memorial, probably we'll dedicate a post to that. 

And by we i mean me because alexia is apparently never going to have a computer and will never blog.

Best senior picture ever...

sorry i cant make it any larger, but this is my friend rachel's senior picture with her cat nermal.

im very jealous. 

i promise maybe one day i will write something, but this was just too good. 

some food for thought...

Think about it...