The Jack is GROUNDED! DX I was driving him home in the snow last night, going about 15 miles an hour, and he was like "OMG DRIFT TYME Y/Y!! XD" and starts trying to go sideways, and I almost spun out and hit a guardrail! Luckily there were no other cars close by, 'cause when he was stopped he was sideways blocking most of the road. His nose was like 5 inches from the guardrail, so I had to back up so I could straighten him out and get going again. So then I inch him the rest of the way home at like 15 miles an hour, and he occasionally tried to drift sideways and I'm like "Damnit, Jack! No! Bad! I know it's fun, but on the road you go STRAIGHT! Drifting is for empty parking lots! DX" But I finally got him home. Then this morning there's like... a foot of snow on the ground. And they haven't plowed my street. Autumn called around 8-ish to ask for the weather hotline to see if work was canceled, 'cause she was totally snowed in. Work wasn't canceled, but the hotline said to notify our supervisors if we were having trouble coming it. So I called work, 'cause I'm not about to try to drive Jack through a foot of un-plowed snow. That's just not gonna' work. My boss picks up, and pretty much just tells me to stay home before I can even say anything. So I didn't go to work today. None of us went to work today (except Eric, cause he has a big red-neck 4-wheel-drive truck). We spent the morning shoveling snow and digging out cars, then we moved cars around so people who needed to get out would be able to. It was ridiculous trying to pull Jack out of the driveway. If I so much as touched the gas pedal, he's like "OMG HERE WE GO! XD" and his tires stared spinning and he started sliding sideways again. I had to have Crystal push him, 'cause he kept digging himself into the snow. But finally we got everything all moved, and Jack is parked in under the carport. Because he's grounded. He's too excitable and rambunctious on the road, so he gets to sit under the carport and think about his misbehavior 'til either the snow melts, or we get him some really good snow tires and some sandbags to put in his trunk and weigh down his back end.

After all that we went for a walk in the snow, which was fun, but exhausting. The snow was up to my knees in some places! X_x; We went to Sears to scope out prices on snow tires, and it looks like they run about $100 each. I'll talk to JR, though, and see if he can find me a sweet deal. All and all it was a pretty good day, but HOLY CRAP I'm exhausted and sore all over from shoveling and trudging through the snow.

And now, for something more interesting:
( PIKSHURZ! )

In my previous entry, before I went off course on a pathetic rant of whining and self-pity, I meant to comment on the fact that, aside from the election of 1964, this is the only presidential election in which Indiana voted democratic. Tah-hah. It was close, too. Feel like my vote actually mattered.

Anywayyy.... The Phee makes me happy.

Also. Spotlight Blurr today... *Squee* @ Optimus. He looks pretty. ^_^

OMG! I post two entries on the same day! WTFs GOIN' On Here!?

Here's a li'l video of my kitty Phoebe (aka The Phee) playing with animated Bumblebee and Ratchet. X3 (Ignore the sound of my brother hocking up lugies in the background. XP)

http://tinypic.com/player.php?v=xo15x3&s=4

Weee... I had to go out to dinner with people from work. It wasn’t so bad, since all of my co-workers are so nice, but I just wasn’t in the mood to rush across town to dinner at 7:30 after getting off work at 7:15. Bleh.

Everything else is going pretty well. The house is so crowded, though. It’s a little better now that we got a new home for two of the cats, though. 4 cats is more than enough, thanks. The Oke has been getting herself into trouble with her curiosity again. Apparently she took a bite out of one of our aloe plants, and she keeps getting on the diningroom table and licking the vitamins that mom sets out. The other day she ate half of one of them. I think it was a calcium tablet. I’m wondering if she’s just being eccentric, or if she’s trying to tell us she has a vitamin deficiency. Silly kitty. The Phee still hates her, but she’s getting to where she seems to tolerate her presence most of the time.

Okies thaz it for now. I takes naps.

So, we had an Earthquake on Friday around 5:30-ish am. That was weird. It woke me up and freaked me out. There was no damage or anything, it just made everything shake. Then after that, it seemed like the entire day was weird. I can’t think of any specific examples, just everything seemed kind-of off.

Anywaaayz... Eric and his fiancee Crystal are all moved in now, and they’re both looking for jobs. The house is crowded, but I don’t really mind it. It’s kind-of like the old days when we were kids again. The house was always crowded back then. However, along with Eric and Crystal came their three cats, bringing the total number of cats in the house to 6. They had originally arranged to give two of them with a friend of theirs here, but he bailed and now we’re stuck with a crap-load of cats. My brain has started associating each of the cats with a Transformers character, based on their personality and/or the way they relate to the other cats. This isn’t new, really, since I’ve been thinking of Emmy and The Phee as Starscream and Megatron for months now ‘cause of the way they fight. Anyway, here for my own amusement (and maybe yours, too, if you’re amused by such things) are brief profiles for each of the cats:

Name: Phoebe *picture*
Nicknames: The Phee, Bad Ki’y, Bitey-mean-bad
Character Association: Megatron
Quote about the kitty: Jess: “Oh...she hates you SO HARD...”
The Phee is the alpha kitty. She doesn’t tolerate intrusion on her territory to the point that she growls at the mail man, or anyone else who passes too close to the house. She likes to bite and play rough and smack Emmy around, and she likes spankin’s. She used to be really small and sick when we got her, but she quickly recovered and became the unholy terror that we know and love today.

Name: Emmy *picture*
Nicknames: Demmy, The Whiner, The Puke-er
Character Association: Starscream
Quote about the kitty: Several people: “Shut UP!”
Demmy is an attention-whore, and she whines and cries constantly, especially when you’re on the phone, because she wants you to be paying attention to HER. She also throws up a lot, because she eats too fast. XP She picks fights with The Phee all the time, only to have The Phee school her and put her back in her place.

Name: Jasmine *picture*
Nicknames: Jammie, Jammerz, Fat-fat (or The Jammie-fat)
Quote about the kitty: Mom: “Aww...she’s SO ugly...”
Character Association: Jetfire/Skyfire
Jammie doesn’t associate much with the other kitties, preferring to spend most of her time hiding out upstairs because Demmy and Phee are mean to her sometimes, though she and Demmy used to be bestest buds (photographic evidence! *pic 1*, *pic 2*, *pic 3*, *pic4*). She’s by far the biggest of the 6 cats, but she has a very sweet disposition.

Name: Ryo Ohki *picture*
Nicknames: Okie, The Oke
Quote about the kitty: Eric: “For science! I climbed under the recliner for science!”
Character Association (after much debate): Wheeljack
The Oke has a very sweet and friendly disposition, but she’s curious and inquisitive to the point of getting herself into trouble. Anything new or interesting and she has to check it out. She even bothered The Phee in the litter box a couple times because she was investigating the scratching sound (which, needless to say, really pissed The Phee off.) For the record, The Phee hates her and wants her to die.


The Brothers
Names: The Bastard *picture* and The Other One *picture*
Nicknames: Bastardo and Other
Quote about the kitty: Amy: “Ah, it’s Other...and the elusive Bastard.”
Character Associations: Sunstreaker and Sideswipe
To be honest I haven’t gotten to know The Bastard and The Other One very well, since they spend all their time sneaking around in the basement. Other is a good kitty, though, he’s just a little skittish. The Bastard has been living up to his name. When we were in Kentucky, Jess sent me the following text while I was at church: “The bastard got up in the ceiling” Apparently it took hours to get him out of there. After that he spent the next few days locked in Eric and Crystal’s room, where he couldn’t cause much trouble. That made him and Other miserable, though, because they don’t fare well when they’re apart from one another. (Which is why we’re trying to find them a home together.)