Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Three Little Girls

Mom is beginning stages of menopause, that makes her crazy. Sister is currently in la-la-land, that makes her unreasonable, and dim-witted. Niece is currently in absorb-everything-like-sponge-stage...

So she's borderline psychotic when things don't go her way.
And I'm frustrated with all of these women because they can't, for the sake of a lovely child seem to act like the people in charge.

Abandon ship. Abort! Abort!
My little Julia isn't what she was a couple of months ago.

Friday, August 16, 2013

Charlotte's Itch

My night ended at six in the morning. I woke up at one in the afternoon.
In the midst of finally cleaning my room, I noticed Charlotte scratching like a madwoman. I began to assist her, which pleased both of us; hers, a pleasure in finally getting relief in hard to reach places, and mine in being able to show affection without being attacked. It was good. And it continued for about an hour, on and off.

Moments after my wanting to get back to room, she began scratching violently in the places where I'd helped her earlier. I felt the need to assist my friend, so I picked her up, and to my disgust, found little red critters eroding the small face of my little kitten. She was looking at me with sorry eyes and sheer panic. I panicked too but I was comforted when Luis assured me he'd go to the pet store as soon as his shift ended.
I tried giving her a dip in water/peroxide, but she freaked out and dug her claw into my hand. I think at this point, even I'm questioning why I own a pet. She ran and continued to run away from me until Luis got home.
Then it was real bath time, and my first Twitter photo will relate to you the horror that that turned out to be, for everyone. But we spent the rest of that afternoon using a flea comb trying to remove as many of those disgusting monsters from her helpless fur. I think all in all, we got a good 60-70.

And that was my day. My only meal today was a Belgian waffle, two eggs (sunny side up), and hash browns.
Seriously. My life. And here I am telling people to get their shit together.

Monday, August 12, 2013

Good Morning! (It's 1 pm)

I have been trying to stay away from social media, mostly because there's an uneventful list of events going on, and they're really uninteresting.
Also, I'll slowly be making the transition from username "Rockily" to "Rockilyyy." I know it sounds lame but it's the only way I can get everything in sync again. Start fresh, you know. Although, is it just me or is social media losing it's potency? Idk, maybe it's madness and chaos, or my points of view are changing, but sometimes I don't care about that stuff anymore.
So if you wanna start fresh with me, go to:
rockilyyy.blogspot.com
rockilyyy.tumblr.com
For now. I might (or might not) update Instagram and Twitter. Just because, there's so many posts for both of them. Hashtag, memorabilia.
Let's see...
I have a cat. Her name is Charlotte, and she is the biggest bitch I've ever known. Just...absolutely, the fluffiest one ever.
I'm also back to playing the LeafGreen version of Pokemon on my phone. My starter was Bulbasaur, and my goal is to not evolve them past their cute stage, I caught I Jigglypuff, and I started a short lived series called, "Who Is Jigglypuff Dating Now" and I think it's hilarious.
Luis and I have parted ways.
Just kidding, we're happier than ever but we're going through a difficult financial situation right now and by golly, we'll make it through this year if it kills us.
That is all.