I was trying really hard to sleep. really! but its just one of those things that is impossible to do after you've slept all day, and then went and slept some more. also, how am i supposed to sleep, when my mind is occupied trying to guess my christmas presents?! yes people, its that time of year again!! woohoo! i already have christmas lights in my kitchen, but don't worry, the christmas tree will wait until december 1st.
anyways, back to the present thing - i'm waiting patiently here for a hint on my 1st christmas present, but unfortunately, the giver has fallen asleep!! what kind of crap is that!?! whats worse, is that i can pretty much GARUNTEE that i will get a text at 5:30am, replying, and hinting and teasing and tantalising - and sooo i will NOT be able to ignore it and sleep, as my curiosity is simply too great! for now, i'll just lie here in bed, and hope to god that it isnt a tiburon. yes, you heard me right. i am hoping it is NOT a tiburon. allow me to explain... a couple of months or so ago, somehow, (i must have been brainwashed), i ended up agreeing that if kyle bought me a tiburon, i would get a tattoo on my arm that says "kyle is always right" this was of course, before i had a tiburon. i think? anyhoo, what i did not factor into this agreement is that one day kyle will undoubtably be filthy rich, and would probably find it simply hilarious to follow through on this preposterous idea. not to worry, i specified that it would have to be like... at least current model year, fully loaded, with AT LEAST a V6, fully operational, and electric blue, and NOT a teensy key chain model or something. (i hope you're reading this). nevertheless, my christmas gift strikes icy cold fear into my heart.
on this whole christmassy note, have i mentioned, it has snowed about 12 feet here?! AND NOT MELTED?!?! I know, its a miracle! snow in downtown kamloops! i love it. love love loveeee! in fact, i even listened to xmas music today! the nice traditional kind, but with a little brad paisley christmas thrown in too.
i feel like there were sooo many other things i was going to blog about.
oh just thought of one: so i'm pretty sure all of my readers/friends know what a disasterous cook i am, but just in case you were uninformed: i am a terrible cook. so terrible, in fact, that i burnt water. yes, you say it can't be done, but allow me to educate you: it is possible to burn water. salt water anyways. i simply was trying to boil salty water for some good ol kraft dinner one night, and then i left the house. oooooooops! came back to a very black crunchy pot. weird burnt crunchy salt bits in the bottom of the pot and everything, and the pot wasnt looking so good itself. as a matter of fact, when i put it back on the stove (forgot to turn the element ON this time...) it immediately started leaking (not that i noticed). a half hour later i returned to a huge puddle under my coil element, and some very lukewarm water. thats right, i burnt a hole in my pot. trying to make kd. clearly something is wrong with my genetic makeup. lucky for me, i still have one undestroyed pot left, and a lot of friends that feed me.
tomorrow i bring niko and monster in to be spayed. at EIGHT AM. ew. that means i have to be out in westsyde by like 7:30. i'm giving a bit of a time allowance because i assume it just isnt going to be very easy to get two angry, hungry (they're "fasting" all night) cats into one teeny cardboard carrier together. ah well. the things i do for... wait what am i doing this for again?! i can't rememeber. anyhoo, then i drive home. then at three i drive alllll the way out to the northshore to pick them up, then out to westsyde to drop niko off. then aaaalllll the way back home, WITH monster, so i can see if her living here will make my cat less crazy and cure his attachment issues and yowling and scratching and habits of destroying all that is in my house. and also, it would be nice if i didnt have to drive halfway across the planet once a week just to clean for and feed the darn thing. good thing she's so cute.
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