Oh look, a random dust bunny...

I have made contact with the cat currently stalking our house. It is the sweetest thing I have ever seen...and I can already hear my inner Biology student whispering in my ear that it's just trying to use its parasitic ways to worm its way into my home. The cat is much smaller than I thought it would be...and a whole lot cuter! The lack of a tail makes it look a little like a rabbit or bunny and since it's grey and darkish...we named it Dust Bunny. Yeah...I know, but some of the alternatives were so much worse (one of these being Overcast pffft).

Happy New Years Eve! I didn't sleep well last night, so I might not be able to make it to midnight...I'll try though! I need to keep up my record after all :)

Why in the world...

...do animals flock to our house? We have tons of groundhogs, deer, many other woodland creatures, cats, dogs, hell we even had a runaway cow in our yard at some point (granted it wasn't the first time the butcher had a runaway cow). I just don't know.

So yeah, we have a cat living around somewhere by the house, probably under the porch or in the leaves by the trailer. Apparently (because I haven't seen it myself) we have a grey cat hanging around our house...and it's missing its tail. I'm not talking about a natural tailless cat either. It's really friendly towards people and even let my dad pick it up and pet it...it even started to purr, so I don't think it was wild all its life. Probably a domesticated outside cat (if that makes any sense). The things is...we can't let it live inside because we have three territorial cats, two old and one young. It was hard enough getting Pudgy and Thunder to accept Nochi and she was just a kitten, I don't think they would do it again with a fully grown new cat. I feel sorry for the thing because it's cold outside and there's still snow everywhere. We put out some food yesterday and 2/3s of it are gone today, but we don't know if the cat did that or if some other animal came by.

Hmmm...I wonder what I should name it? Something unisex because I don't know if it's a boy or girl...

Faces (and two random people)

Tis the Season...

...for betting on drugged up cats. Yeah, bet you weren't expecting that, huh?

Anyway, I hope everyone is having a great holiday season, even if it's already passed or hasn't come around yet. I received a video camera, some iTunes cards, cash, a game, and chocolate out the wazoo (seriously, why so much chocolate)...oh and iced coffee. I love my camera, I'm currently charging up the batteries and taping cats fighting each other over the catnip stash...it's quite hilarious. My voice sounds weird on tape...but in a good way, I guess? *shrugs*

Lauren keeps messing me up without even being around and it's so annoying, but I'm going to prove that it doesn't bother me...even though it's messed me up a bout five times...grr (she labeled my right shoe LEFT and my left shoe RIGHT...and just because I'm about as OCD as she is, I always have to put my right shoe on first and the labels screw me up to no end).

I got done with all of my homework on Christmas Eve because I really had nothing better to do seeing as none of the good Specials were on, well except Santa Clause is coming to town...but we just made stupid innuendos every second so some of the magic was lost. This means I can now read books that aren't classics and read to my leisure. Crime and Punishment was probably my favorite classic book out of the ones I read, although the others were really good too...I'm slowly working my courage to read War and Peace *stares at the monster on bookshelf* that thing is huge with tiny print...but I can do it! Just not right now...

I finally started Child Thief recently and finished quickly. I'm so glad Lauren shoved that book into my hands, even though I thought it was a cross between Michael Jackson and Peter Pan (have you seen the cover? Peter looks a lot like an MJ wanna be). I ended up loving the book to death. My dad heard me talk about it and now he's reading it too, so Lauren might not get it back for a while. The pictures are awesome :)

Currently I'm making my way through Mort (again). I read part of it two years ago, but school took over and I had to drop it. I just recently found it in my room and couldn't remember much of the plot to where I was in the book, so I started over. *sigh* I love the humor...it's amazing and it's like Pratchett wasn't even trying...which he probably wasn't. I need more Diskworld books.

We've been having a night visitor around our house lately, leaving paw prints in the snow. We're thinking it's probably a cat since dad thought he heard something meowing before, but I don't know. Part of me hoped Luddy came back, but he wouldn't have gone off to Jamie's and his fur would have dragged through the snow. I miss Luddy :(

Happy Birthday Simon! Frikin' 19! Enjoy being 3 years older than me for half a year like you always do...I'll catch up in July. Sorry we didn't have a cake for you, I was all for having a giant birthday muffin but everyone else said no. Stop stealing my candy! Love ya Bro ;)

It's been one helluva month, but we're makin' it through...and soon it'll be 2011!

OH, I ALMOST FORGOT!!! I also received a PillowPet...it's a dolphin...and I love it very much...its name is Delphi...and it's not weird at all...DOT DOT DOT!

Peace ;)

Are you...

For some reason, this question keeps coming up.

Are you a Man or a Slave?

Are you a Man or a Louse?

Are you Ordinary or Extraordinary?



Talk about reoccurring themes...and yet each time the question seems that much harder to answer...

Ordinary vs Extraordinary

I don't know if anyone else has ever read Crime and Punishment, but whoa...mind flip. The thing that worries me most about this book is that I actually understand Raskolnikov. It's weird, but when he tells Sonia why he killed the old woman, I understood exactly what he was saying. Does that mean something's wrong with me? I hope not. Raskolnikov is one of the most human characters I have ever read about. He isn't completely flat or completely predictable like other characters in books I've read. For some reason I connect with Raskolnikov pretty well...is that weird? I still haven't finished the book, but I'm pretty close and because I've read the stupid Intro I know the gist of what happens.

You know, I read somewhere that Dostoyevsky generally gets two responses, either you hate his works or you love them. I think I'm loving them.

By the way, I find Razumikhin hilarious, what with him shouting at someone to go to hell one second and then turning around and saying that your his best friend/great guy/bestest buddy to almost everyone. He's so weird, but in a good way.

P.S. Am I the only one who puts two spaces between the period and the next word when starting a new sentence? 'Cause everyone else I know only puts one space after the period...just wondering if I was taught differently...because it wouldn't be the first time.

Oh Goodness...

It didn't snow yesterday! *fistpump* And the roads were semi-clear! *fist pump* and I'm abusing the fist pump! *exclamation point*

So yeah, mom and I went to Butler yesterday. The mall was the most crowded I have ever seen it! All of the holiday shopping stands were up and people were everywhere. And with tons of people you have to have tons of slow people mixed in, so most of the crowd was just shuffling along at a snail's pace. I got a delicious pretzel (those things are frikkin' amazing) and mom got books and stuff since it's the only bookstore near us that still has recent books and hasn't been shut down yet. Santa was there, too along with the mini train ride around his Christmas mountain. There was a huge snow pile in the parking lot that was bigger than Santa's mountain...it looked like it would be so fun to climb...but I held back. Poor Santa had to deal with crying and grumpy children. It was fun to watch. We then went to Sam's Club to mooch off of the Free Sample people. I was this close to grabbing a dolphin PillowPet and running (they're soooo soft!). After that delicious adventure we went to eat some real food at Ol' Country Buffet. I did some completely accurate math on how long it would take to get to the movie theater in the mall (11 minutes) and woudln't you know? In 11 minutes we got there! I also found a penny.

It was really dark by the time we got home, and we were really tired, and I didn't get to see Mr. Anderson, but it was fun and well worth the a**holes who wouldn't turn down their brights. :)

12-2-10

The day started out like any other day, I got up, read some stuff, had to run through the snow to catch the bus, normal things. A track away from my normal routine was my Orthodontist appointment near the end of 4th period in which I would have to get on the brace express to drive me to Clarion and then come back to school. When I went to sign out in the office a terrible ringing was sounding, I didn't really know what it was and I was in a hurry so I put it out of my mind and left the school.

I came back about ten minutes before 5th period was going to end, so I was taking my time going to Chem. When I was a couple doors down from the Chem room I see the Chem teacher, Mrs. Albright, rush out of the room crying. I thought maybe somebody in my class did something horrible to her (it's her first year and it's obvious some students don't respect her). So I ran up to her and asked her What's wrong, did someone do something? She just shook her head and pointed to Jordan who was just coming out the room behind her. Jordan was crying too. When i asked her what was wrong she said, "There was an accident. Logan's dead. Logan Daugherty's dead." My first thought was car crash because the weather was bad and snow was everywhere. And then disbelief settled in.

Apparently there was an announcement on the intercom for all teachers to check their e-mail. The students thought that meant we were getting out early so they were happy. And then Mrs. Albright started crying. And then she told them. We went to the library where they had already started counseling. Pretty much all of our grade was down there, more than half of us crying or just looking plain lost. They told us that we could go home if we didn't think we could make it through the rest of the day. They didn't tell us how he died, they said they didn't know yet.

I saw a lot of people cry that day, people I thought I would never see anything other than their usual faces. I'm a sympathetic crier. I cry when I see other people cry. It was a very bad day. We found out later, after tons of rumors floating around about what had happened (maybe he slipped on the ice and cracked his head? Maybe he was sick, I mean he said he wasn't feeling well before? And then the hushed whisper of suicide was floating through the air). Most of us students didn't find out what really happened until Jordan Whitmer and Jake came back from his house. I was with Taylor when we ran into them in the hall. Logan Daugherty had committed suicide with a gun in his basement at midnight. There was a note but it was given to the police. This, of course, made everyone wonder WHY? I won't ever know for sure, maybe he was too stressed. Maybe he was tired. Maybe he was angry. I don't know.

Half of our class didn't show up the next day and nothing was done. Mr. Warner was quiet and at the end of the class he told us that we were like family to him and he loved us as a family. He looked ready to break in SSR the day before. He must have felt guilty because he and Logan always bantered back and forth with a little teasing thrown in here and there. The funeral is on Monday. I'm going to try to go if I can, but I might not. If I can't then I guess I'm going to have to hold down the fort.

Logan, you always made everyone laugh, intentionally or not, and you were the bright light of History class. You were our DJ, our man somehow broke the quiet to make us laugh. You were the King of Dance and the kid who could never quite put what he was thinking into words. You were an awesome friend Logan. I just wish you would have let someone help you. See ya Logan, I'm sure you won't be forgotten, and I'm not too sure I won't look around sometime in school and wonder, "I wonder where Logan is. Is he sick?" And then I'll remember and think about what could have been.

Goodbye.