August 31st, 2005



I am upset about the following:

~Icons that are considered "good" because they are tough to make in photoshop, but are actually very sucky icons because you can't read anything on them, or can't see what the picture is, or the font is too loopy or to small or something. So even though they take hours to make to look that way.... they still suck.

~literfairy unfriended me. I mean, we were never really friends in person, so it's not a huge deal, but we've been LJ friends for awhile now. Apparently she went through her list and took off a ton of people. She doesn't think she and I will "cross paths" again, so I'm out. I'm sad though. I liked her entries.

~My extra icons expire soon. I can't decide whether I want to get them back right away, so I should probably delete the ones that I don't want, so they don't decide for me. How many icons is it that a regular paid user gets? 10?

I am happy about the following:

~I was officially accepted in to LJ SUPPORT! Or atleast, thats what the letter I got implied. It may have just been a send out thing for anyone who posts 20 answers or something (only one of which I have gotten a point for, but that was mostly because other people had already replied, but I couldn't see THEIR screened answers.... If you haven't done LJ support, you have no idea what I'm talking about).

~I love my LJ friends, and the whole idea of communicating through blogs. A certain person on my friends list let me know that she hadn't really made a friend in person in awhile, that she kind of relied on LJ to meet people-- and of course that sucks, because making friends when you meet someone NOT in cyberspace is so important.. but I'm so glad that LJ is here as a resource, a friend-making tool, a way to pass the time, a way to keep in touch with old friends, a way to get to know people, and even more. I don't really know what I'd do without this!
padfoot standing


Apparently for the first time yesterday, Shiloh's mother (who lives next door and owns the duplex) heard Padfoot and Keaton barking. Long story short, she said either Padfoot has to go, or all of us have to move. She apparently told Shiloh "I don't care if you're out on the street, starving." Shiloh says her mother's not willing to budge at all, and that she's not bluffing, and that if Padfoot isn't gone within a few days, she will kick us all out.

Obviously I can't let her and Jaime move out, so my next options are pretty limited. I can ask my parents if they'd be willing to take care of Padfoot, or I can find a new place to live with Padfoot. This really sucks because one of the main reasons that I decided to live HERE was because I could bring Padfoot with me. My other options from before have now been taken.

It's really so stupid really, because as much as I hate to say it, Padfoot isn't the problem. Keaton, their dog, is. Yes, the two of them get riled up, but Keaton is the insane barker. Padfoot's older (Keaton is a puppy), and he's a poodley mutt. Keaton is a hyperactive, extremely jumpy and scratchy Jack Russell puppy.

If I do end up living here without Padfoot, I'm going to be pretty upset. I love my dog so much. Living back home with Kelev would probably be good for him though. When he and Keaton are rough-housing, Padfoot ends up with bruises and scars from where Keaton bites him, on the neck and on the ears. That can't be healthy. He and Kelev always got along really well. I'm just scared that if Padfoot goes back to live with my parents, my dad will get mad that I'm not taking care of him, and that "he didn't sign on for this" and want to take him to the humane society.

I really don't know what to do. I don't want to move out-- I do like this place. But I like this place with my dog. And that's not an option anymore.

I haven't signed a lease (we talked about it, but I just realized it hadn't happened yet) so it's not like this is a breach of contract, kicking my Padfoot out.

This was originally going to be custom filtered so my roommates couldn't see it-- but obviously you guys can. I'm pretty bad at confrontation, and I know we didn't get much of a chance to talk about all this last night.

In other horrible news, I still have absolutely no voice.

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I don't think I had fully grasped the concept of Katrina until I heard that they were marking houses with a red masking tape "X" if there were dead people inside. It's like something out of a horror story. Very Dark Mark. I hate to relate this travesty to Harry Potter, though.

I'm very thankful to be alive.

VISTA members are going to be temporarily released from service to help with aiding the red cross. I'll likely be in Alabama the weekend of the 16th.