Some things of note (from the past few days)

Zombie make up is not easily removed from one's hair. After two lather/rinse cycles, I still have gummy patches. No, the makeup was not originally meant to be in my hair. But when you're a zombie, your face kind of goes all over.

Walmart at two in the morning with the rest of my girl gang is PURE COMEDY.

There is nothing quite like driving down the highway in the wee hours of the night with the windows down and the cd player blaring while me and my girls sing along to line, "like testicles from rear view mirrors."

Honking Wemble's horn is a lot of fun when she's not looking.

Honking Wemble's horn is even more fun when she is looking and slapping at my hands desperately in an attempt to dissuade me from honking said horn.

The Engineer's laptop is a bitch to type on.

Men can be quite stupid. The reason why your wedding ring hurts after a pretty girl leaves isn't because you're being held back from your chance to nail that hottie. It's hurting because even if you were single, you'd still be going home tonight to masturbate furiously and alone because said hottie probably wouldn't even touch you with someone else's lips.

I am the Queen of Profanity. Don't even attempt to question this, twatfoot.

Helping someone pack their suitcase on their last night in your company brings much sadness and melancholy. :/

home again

Mz. C has been safely deposited at the airport, though I was ogled by Amish children in the process. Father! A painted woman!

No. They didn't really say that.

And I am now safely at home. Though my mouth is stinging strangely and painfully at my first few mouthfuls of tea. I am a weirdo, so I've swished it around in my mouth for the full effect.

Yes, I also pull out my hangnails with a pair of tweezers. And deliberately put lemon juice on small wounds.

Why am I not in bed, you ask?

Well for one thing, my bed has been replaced with a small mountain of clothing. For the past ten days, I've been sleeping upstairs at the Engineer's apartment during Carrie's visit and only coming home for necessities or to tend to my creatures. I've also largely ignored the very empty laundry basket in front of my bedroom door. All clothing has been thrown on my bed for future sorting. This makes for a very large mess. Especially when one's bedroom is twelve feet by three feet.

Also, I have to administer Emperor Nympho's insulin shot at 7am.Why go to bed at 5:30, when you have to be up at 7? Fuck all that noise, I say.

Also also, I have a phone interview with the unemployment office at 1:40 in the afternoon. Though I plan on getting some snoozing wedged in beforehand. The letter they sent me states that they may not call me exactly at that time and to leave the following two hours free.

Jesus Christ.

I'm a bit worried about this interview, actually. I was fired from my job for reasons which can be deemed as misconduct, according to the website.

If you were fired or discharged from your job because you did something not in the best interests of your employer (like breaking company rules or policy), you may be disqualified from collecting benefits. This kind of discharge is known as "misconduct." The disqualification would begin the week the firing or suspension occurs and continue for the next five weeks. After the disqualification period ends, you may be able to collect benefits.

If you were fired for any reason that is serious enough to be considered a crime under the "New Jersey Code of Criminal Justice," you may be disqualified from collecting benefits indefinitely. This is known as a "gross misconduct" discharge. To remove a "gross misconduct" disqualification, you must return to work for at least 4 weeks, earn 6 times your weekly benefit rate, and become unemployed through no fault of your own. In addition, the wages you earned with the employer who discharged you cannot be used to establish an unemployment claim or to remove a disqualification.

Considering the fact that what I was fired for isn't criminal, I should assume that everything is going to be okay and I'll get my pity check in the mail. However, due to my prior experience with formal interviews with The Powers That Be (i.e. British Immigration), I'm a bit leery about conducting business with government officials.

Yes, yes. The American unemployment office and British Immigration are two totally different sets of systems. But, it has given me a severe distaste for dealing with official people of any sort.

Add on top of that the fact I'll be doing this on a tiny amount of sleep and you've got a very sketchy me.

Right. I'm off to shoot the cat full of drugs, then pass out across my mother's bed.

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hmm.

The time is now 4:54 pm.

Still no phone call. And when I try to call them, the line is busy.

FILTHY ROTTEN TOAD FUCKERS!
COCKSMOKERS! I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!
FUDGE KNUCKLED BABOONS!

*seethe*

This is for my own benefit

...so I can attempt to keep track.
This post will be continually edited as new information is presented.

*rat babies*

Aleister's litter:

male dark with white splotch on his side- me
male dark with white belly- Joseph
male white and dark hooded- Joseph
two albino males- The Engineer
three albino females- Some Bunny and her co-worker

That's eight, which leaves two. One white female and one white male.

Speck's litter:

two hairless males- Stef
female Speck look-a-like- Benderelle
female fuzzy- Some Bunny

That's four, which leaves ten.

Now, there's a girl from the ratties community who requested three females. Preferably different coloured and furred. But, the only females I have are either albino or the fuzzy variety. The fuzzy ones come in different colours, kind of, but I don't know if they'll accept that sort.
Some Bunny said the albino females are okay and the fuzzy kind, as well.


I also have another friend, in Boston, who wants four (gender can be mixed). But, he doesn't want albinos because he thinks they're less hardy and his house can be kind of drafty. By that line of thought, he'd also probably not want any fuzzies. But, I'm still waiting to hear about that.

The Engineer has also expressed interest in a pair of albino males, but is still wembling over his decision.
The Engineer has made his decision. He wants the albino pair. They've been named Humphrey and George. And they're currently being housed with their daddy, Aardie, so there's no confusion with the remaining albino male.

So, the tenatives equal four total.
Twelve definite and four maybes.
That's eight without definite or even potential homes for right now.

One albino girl, one albino male, two hairless girls, four fuzzy girls, and two fuzzy males are either potentials or not claimed.

I think.

Anybody that I missed?