Good news: We got my guinea pig Oily a Cubes & Coroplast cage: http://www.guineapigcages.com/cubes.htm and he will be very pleased since it will be bigger than his current one.

Bad news: My black gerbil Kuroichi died. ;_;

Yes, this is my guinea pig.

I got my green belt for tae kwon do. I have no idea how that happened because I kind of suck.

One of my mice, Itchy, died. We buried her today.

I'm literally afraid of drawing right now. I think it might be because I drank a bunch of caffeine, which makes me obscenely depressed and I'll probably start having suicidal thoughts in a minute. Whee! Hopefully I can distract myself by getting some writing done.

This has never happened before.
I escaped TVtropes after reading only 2 articles.

Yesterday we acquired a guinea pig. Some people on my street were trying to get him out from under the car he was hiding in, I walked by, and long story short he became mine.
His name is now Oily and he is brown and white. And he has little cowlicks all over and is very sweet (just a little shy).
(I checked the newspaper lost and found, craigslist lost and found, and the local humane society lost pets pages and there were no reports of a missing guinea pig. So he will stay with us.)

UPDATE: Oily is actually a she! :o

Guess what I got as a Christmas present today?
Mice! 3 of them.
We think one of them is pregnant *eyes the cage warily*
If I had a camera I would show you pictures...

There will be no food money for a week so we must survive on what is in the house. There isn't much.

On an amusing note, one of my gerbils was cleaning himself just now and he bent over so far he rolled onto his back and almost fell off his little balcony.

I am thinking of changing my LJ default icon, but I don't know what picture to use

Some people were coming to look at our apartment today so we cleaned it from top to bottom. It was quite a bit of work, but when we got home tonight it looked like it wasn't even our house, it was so tidy.

Meanwhile, we went to look at some apartments ourselves. We also did the laundry at a laundromat.

Then, we went to the mall and met up with my sister there and we wandered around and I got a backache.

Also, we went to a pet store and there were friggin' cute puppies, but they cost $800.
But they also had a tiny stingray for only $55 and sea slugs for $30 and I want them.

A spider.
Dangling right in front of my computer screen as I typed in the darkness.

And now the whereabouts of the accursed thing are unknown.

P.S. Christmas tree is up and lookin' shiny.

P.P.S.- FURPOCALYPSE! Just spent an hour adding stupid little hairs to my drawing, killing my wrist in the process because I used my mouse and have no tablet, and then the GIMP decided it would be fun to freeze up while saving, so all my work went down the tubes. GRAHHHHH.

I've been wanting a dog again lately, but there is the ever-present problem of paying for its upkeep. Because you know as soon as we get one, it'll break its leg or something.

So depressed lately too. I keep remembering every dumb thing I've done and it eats away at my happiness. Only Christmas spirit has kept me from plunging into utter despair.

We still have our expanded cable we aren't paying for, so I'm getting my non-money's worth by watching Animal Planet for hours on end. Soon they will probably take away the channels, but oh well.

Printed up my Christmas cards and I hate what they say inside. "Let it snow." It was all I could think of even after looking online for cool poems or holiday sayings and such. None of the stuff they had fit the tone of the card.
I did find this nice quote by Erma Bombeck of all people, and I like it: "There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child."

My tummy hurts.

And my mouse Stuart died while I was on vacation. So I buried him today.

Meh. very little happened today. Go me.

EDIT: Sudden fit of arachnophobia, brought on by Clock Spider. BLECH.

I'm so sicky I can't sleep. Ugh.

Plus there's a mouse running amok in the kitchen and pooping everywhere.

Last night I had a dream that I was happily eating sausage and grape kool-aid. then amber cam up and informed me that my sausage was in fact my dead gerbil Rodney. I ran to the sink and started spitting it out, heaving and crying, and then I tried to wash the taste out with my kool-aid.

On a brighter note, the little ones came over and we watched Howl's moving Castle and various fun times were had. Also we ate a lot of foods. Including popsicles, fortune cookies, tacos, and Hershey's Hugs.

Been reading "Ender's Shadow." Tis good.

It's been all cold lately, reminding me that summer is close to being over and soon I will have to prepare for  fall and then the dearth that is winter.

I've even been fattening up for it. Like the other day I ate all this food, and today me and my man went to Denny's and I am stuffed to the brim with seasoned fries.

I've been watching the "Planet earth" documentaries on DVD and I stupidly decided to watch the "deep ocean" episode even though Underwater Things are one of my worst phobias. I was exposed to the sight of foot-long underwater pillbugs scuttling around on the ocean floor, snacking on a tuna carcass. GAH.
It's a really good series though. GO WATCH IT.

Also, got a new phone feature so I can e-mail myself my camera phone pictures. So that's good news.

That's all.

Gahh I am so frickin depressed. Scott's going away to Washington tomorrow, and I probably won't get to see him for months. No more brother. No more fun times. *Adds him to list of people who have abandoned me*

Watched Atlantis last night. Lovely artwork and cinematic effects in that movie. Plot SUCKS and is full of anachronisms and straight-out impossibilities.

Today, saw Stardust with siblings and Brian. A fun movie, reminded me of The Princess Bride in some ways. Plus, it had a cute mouse! And a unicorn.

Then, back at Kim and Amber's new apartment, we caught a bat! It was hunched in the corner, all dazed and scared looking. When I approached it with a bucket to catch it, he started screaming in his little bat voice and he bared his fangs at me. He had some scary teeth.
But then Scott managed to catch him and we took him outside. Scott says the bat flew off, which means he wasn't hurt too bad.

I'm so depressed. Blahhhhhhhhhh.

This morning, they were re-paving the parking lot and it was really noisy and woke me up. I was highly displeased.

Dani and Bobby came over later, and fun times were had. Best quote of the night: "I can't take it anymore! I need a laxative! There's a june bug in my ear!"
We walked around Madison and got McDonald's, and we came across a cute little bat asleep in a tunnel. I was happy.

This afternoon I let the gerbils run amok and they got into the bathroom, where they proceeded to chew on the toilet plunger and lick the toilet. I don't understand the appeal, really.

The siblings came over and we went swimming. Some crazy people were having a drunken party in the pool area, reducing my happiness significantly.

Then we went to the store and got these doughnut-shaped ice cream treats which are yummy but are not helping my stomachache at all.

Tonight's plan: Finish my Livejournal emotes and possibly launch Slugworks. It may or may not come to fruition.