the wonders of the emery cat (as seen on tv)

So if you haven't seen it on tv then the emery cat is a cat scratcher that files at their nails. It has catnip (cat crack) infused in its special card board...thing.

Any ways, we were tired of them clawing their nails on our furniture and floor so we went to the pet shop to get a cat scratcher. HAHA they're wrestling right now! So cute!

Ahem. Back on topic, we went to the pet store and looked around and found this emery cat thing and we thought "Cool. It comes with a toy!" So we bought it.

Also, funny story at the checkout counter. The guy that was checking us out was your typical dude which couldn't find a better job so settled at pet's mart because of his pet pit bull named "Monster Killer" or something that ate stray children for breakfast (obviously I have seen The Sandlot too many times.).

He had the emo look: piercings taking up about every body part on his face and he was just not the spunkiest volunteer in the nursery. Well he almost charged us like a whole 50 bucks more than what we were buying! It was insane! My mom caught that it was hecka too much and he was like, "Oh....better take that off."

My mom was smoking mad. it was really hilarious hearing her complain all the way home but on the verge of annoying.

Anyways, we get home and open the emery cat, hoping that they would use it. We let them out and all they did with it was sniff it and than went crazy over the cheap-o toy that came with it!! The could care less about the awesome scratching post that cost us 20 buckaroo's but went after the stupid feather like it was God or something.

Ugh. and just now, I had to pry Claussen off of the back of the couch!! I actually gave him a yelling! I said "YOU UNGRATEFUL FUZZY MAMMAL!! YOU GET YOUR DANG NAILS ON THAT STUPID EMERY CAT RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL PULL YOUR NAILS STRAIGHT OUT OF YOUR PAW RIGHT NOW!!"

I picked him up and threw him on the emery board. Then I yelled at him as he flew "IT HAS FREAKING CATNIP!! HOW CAN YOU RESIST DRUGS?!!"

he stood up and walked off.

I feel so unappreciated.

its on...

So I have officially waged war against my friend savanna to see who could make the most random posts.

Sooooooo.....

The pickle danced to the sound of the cave master beatboxing to Michael Jackson when he came to life and made me pancakes. They were marionberry and I hated the blue polka dot dress that Mr. Penguin hiccuped into existence on November 6th 1853. My hair was green then. the sound of hills were filled with photos of Julie Andrews. But then it happened....WHACK!!! He unfell asleep on the tope of the silver mixing bowl with a mountain of cookie dough. AHA! Eureka! Bamboozle! Mukapokkapookapocka!

BEAT THAT!!

Anyways, this week was good. I was just mowing my lawn and Gerard and his enteurage of dudes were outside playing basketball watching me awkwardly mowing my lawn. I was so embarrased because I looked gross and so did my lawn.

I wish that my lawn didn't have any weeds and i never had to mow it cause then I could just be happy in life without ever thinking about my lawn being a downer to my whole neighborhood.

Cause my lawn makes my family look like people who really don't care for their lawn, which is true. But I always know how I get annoyed at people who have icky lawns. So I can just imagine what my neighbors must think of our monstrosity of a lawn. sigh.

Well I'm done and tired

woho

So I;m gonna right something in 2 minutes that will be completely random. Here we go!

So today the chick ate my sandwich that had penguins and polar bears fighting for their live in a sandy wonderland with licorice and pompoms.

Ok thats the bell! gtg

Bloviate...... oh the irony

So I know its been like 15 years since i last blogged. but blogging is like knitting. You get really excited about it for a while and then it gets tiring and you run out of things to say (or knit?) and you just chill for a while. So thats what I did. took a vacation from my blogging relationship.

Anyways, so I went on the random word generator and the random word was "Bloviate."


Hmmmmmm. curious? I think so.

Actually i was really bored with the word and wanted a new one but I was stuck with it. So I went in a dictionary and found out that bloviate means to write and/or speak in a pompous manner. right then I got confused. How can someone tell if your writing pompously. Here let me try. I'm going to type a random sentance and see if it looks pompous.

So I went to the store and bought Mr. Bracher a pineapple but it turns out that he is allergic to them. How sad is that?

.......See? I see no difference in the way i normally write and the way I just bloviated. its a myth.

So also with my adventures into the math world with mr. Bracher, Right now we're learning how to see how many combinations you can make out of something.

EUREKA!!! Is it true? "finally something useful," you might say?

Well its true. Like say you went to this frozen yogurt store and you can pick a type of yogurt, fruit, and nut to go in it. With a special formula, you can find out how many combinations you can make depending on what you can get in each category! I don't know about you but that is always something I wanted to figure out how to do!

Like I would take 4 random numbers and see how many combinations I could get with them. Yes, I know, my mommy thinks I'm special.

So ya. tata for now?

why did i put a question mark after that! sorry! so stupid. its not like I'm gonna die and never see you again. don't want to mislead. ok lets do this right.

*clears throat majestically#

ok. so ya. tata for now!!!!!

YAYA

Compass Tests and headaches

So next monday I'm gonna take my compass test. AH.

I'm kinda worried about it. like i really don't want to seriously fail and be like all "ptttttt.." or something and be stupid.

So I LOVE MY CATS!!! They are so darn adorable. is that wierd? Am I officially a cat lady if i love my kitties?

Oh what to blog about, what to blog about.

Well I have a pretty big headache right now. I really want God to show up to me for pete's sake.

Ya, I'm a little ticked. How the loss of interest and the racing thoughts. The only thing I can do is just not think about it. But just figuring out whether to go to church is an issue.

Plus, I miss playing the piano. I used to be good but I just stopped after a while. I really want to play again. It seems that music always pulls me out of my stupor.

sigh, anyway. poeple are looking at red pandas.



pretty cute huh?

ya i think so too

nancy drew and the white wolf of icicle creek and the girl who's a wimp

So a while back my sister and her friends played a nancy drew game with a screeching "banshee" and it was CAREEPYYY! but I was hooked.

So my friend natalie graciously lent me a nancy drew game called the White Wolf of Icicle Creek. she said it wasn't going to be creepy. I just realized how much of a wimp I was when at the beginning of the game there was an explosion! I flipped! I hate scary surprises.

But then there was a note on the door at one point where it said "meet me in the sauna." I was a little freaked out whenever I went around a corner and someone would be there like "BOO!" The people in the game are really creepy. so i went downstairs and no one was down there. Like the people that are usually always there werent there. so I creepily opened up the sauna expecting to see someone in there. So I clicked on the door and dropped to the floor and plugged my ears. i was freaked out.

But there was no one in there. just some pictures. So I went in and picked them up. But then the sauna started getting hotter. I turned around and COULD NOT OPEN THE DOOR! At this point I was about to pee my pants I was so scared!

It was bad. there were just so many moments that I was freaked out. I still am.

ACSI, creepy drummers, and broken fingers

Wow! It's been like so long since I blogged And so much has happened. Like insane.

I'll start with band. so last week, me and my high school band brethren went to this music conference called ACSI. Its where a whole bunch of Christian school bands come together and get ajudicated (or judged) and play and a whole bunch of stuff.

It was a grueling 2 days of losing spit and playing cards and reading like a maniac. (like they do). during the meals we would ALL go to a cafeteria with a buffet. the food wasn't that great. like the hamburgers I'm pretty sure were not......hamburgers.

anyway there was this creepy drummer from another small school. He always seemed to walk by my table and stare creepily as he did. And he passed by a lot so he was either really hungry or was....a creeper.

At one point he came and sat down at our table and poured salt all over the table and was like "I'm really bored if you haven't noticed." And I wanted to make conversation so I was like "Yah... we all get that way.....some.....times..." this whole time, he's drawing a man in the salt.

I felt bad for him. whenever he wasn't sitting with us, he was sitting all alone. I just think he was lonely. But I'm pretty sure that he had a mondo crusho on Anastasia and Maia. He would stare at them not noticing that I was watching. Kinda creeped out. so maia was by my side the rest of the time.

Ya, It was great. But I got to learn a new game called Rat where you hit cards and try to hit them first when they show up. I was playing with Micaela and an Asian named Don. He can hit hard. I'm pretty sure he broke my finger somewhere.

But I deserved it to an extent. You see, there are two asians in the band. Don plays clarinet and Min Su plays violin. And I called Don Min Su a whole bunch and I felt horrible. he just laughed. And then he said that he left his instrument out in the gym and I was like "Oh aren't you worried about your violin?" At that point, everyone at the table punched me. He just laughed again at my pure stupidity.

So it was an eventful 2 days.