crushed by doubt
Jul. 13th, 2015 07:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaI hope today wasn't a portend of things to come.
I'm super-nervous. Only two days to go until the concerts and I'm afraid of what Gabriella's response might be. I'm not sure if Emma's going to show up, but probably not. I'm hoping it doesn't rain and I have to wait another week.
There's a new volunteer named Lindzie, or something like that, so, double meaning behind the title. Triple meaning, since most of my trouble involved tortoises and the Crushed By Doubt hunt involved an adamantortoise, which is the tortoise equivalent of a Laotian huntsman. The elevator button was broken so I tried to take Valley outside the long way but Teddy voiced his disapproval and I wanted to get through the door before he snuck inside the wildlife center proper, and that turned out to be a big mistake and now my abdomen is cramped. Then when I brought her back in, there was a bird lounging around in her fenced-in area, and thankfully, I didn't actually step on it, and she decided the best time to pee was when I was carrying her. Most of it missed me and landed on the floor instead, which is very good. Probably not a good sign, in any case.
Nobody replaced anyone. I asked Justin about the whereabouts of our good friend Katie and she's merely on vacation. I don't know how long it will take for things to propagate nor do I know when she's getting back from said vacation, so let's just say she's in Newfoundland. I brought my first train sketchbook with me because a) it's a good place to start with and b) I wanted to show Zofia my drawings of Gabriella.
Okay, aside from feeling like an adamantoise kicked me in the gut, both in a physical way and in an emotional way, today wasn't actually that bad.
Chelsea and Emily and Eden and Yvonne were talking about the wildlife center as a movie, where Brody would be the comic relief and Chelsea (or maybe it was Yvonne) said "we'd be the bad guys because we're always fucking up." and Eden said "mwahahaha, we killed two more raccoons."
Eden, Chelsea, and Yvonne are all pretty distinctive. So are Zofia, Courtney, and Jacob, partially because they've been around for a while.
I swear I had to sanitize my hands just watching Eden take that fish apart.
Chelsea really likes Egyptian art.
Zofia gets Emma and Gabriella mixed up. Nope, I haven't talked to Emma in a while. Nah, actually, it just seems like a while. With the mural canceled and Atlas Lab's concert schedule being the worst ever, I have a feeling I'm not going to see much of Emma for a while.
We couldn't decide whether the yellow Fla-Vor-Ice is banana or mango and I'm pretty sure it's mango.
Purple is grape and orange is probably orange.
When Zofia was eight, she went through a phase where she drew aliens.
She wishes me luck, after much pressuring.
Brody said his hard cardboard slab is better than Jean's crinkly post it notes. Unfortunately, it's Brody's last day here. Boribory ny tany. Actually, he's still in the area and he'll probably come back for Night of a Thousand Faces.
Taylor was talking about the world's fattest raccoon because people feed them chocolate and bacon and stuff and crows who eat steak.
Jumpy the chinchilla is 11 years old and barely has any teeth left. That's what happens to horses as they age: they can no longer grind down all the fibers in their diet and starve to death, if injury doesn't get them first.
In India, they use an anti-inflammatory drug on their cattle that is no longer used here, and the vultures eat the corpses and die, and feral dogs move in, and that causes rabies outbreaks.
Emily's cat wanted to snuggle with her but her dog was barking at him. She has a picture of her dog, who is named after some park in Mumbai but the name makes me think of Shalmanser from Stand On Zanzibar and her father dressed as Waldo.
I'm not going to name any names but someone I had a crush on in 10th grade is getting married to a comedian on a conservative talk show. I'm pretty sure his only accomplishment in life is being less funny than Matt Walsh. I don't know how he pulled that off but he did.
So yeah, my life could be a lot worse. That could have been me, except I actually really doubt it because she's cold and unemotional and has few interests outside of being conservative. I feel like I dodged the world's most dysfunctional bullet when I met Amanda.
I'm still a bit apprehensive, actually. He lives in LA and I'm really hoping this means she's moving to LA to be with him, and not that he's moving to Boston to be with her.
Burning Question: Who marches to the scaffold? As far as I'm concerned, they're both shitty people.
I'm super-nervous. Only two days to go until the concerts and I'm afraid of what Gabriella's response might be. I'm not sure if Emma's going to show up, but probably not. I'm hoping it doesn't rain and I have to wait another week.
There's a new volunteer named Lindzie, or something like that, so, double meaning behind the title. Triple meaning, since most of my trouble involved tortoises and the Crushed By Doubt hunt involved an adamantortoise, which is the tortoise equivalent of a Laotian huntsman. The elevator button was broken so I tried to take Valley outside the long way but Teddy voiced his disapproval and I wanted to get through the door before he snuck inside the wildlife center proper, and that turned out to be a big mistake and now my abdomen is cramped. Then when I brought her back in, there was a bird lounging around in her fenced-in area, and thankfully, I didn't actually step on it, and she decided the best time to pee was when I was carrying her. Most of it missed me and landed on the floor instead, which is very good. Probably not a good sign, in any case.
Nobody replaced anyone. I asked Justin about the whereabouts of our good friend Katie and she's merely on vacation. I don't know how long it will take for things to propagate nor do I know when she's getting back from said vacation, so let's just say she's in Newfoundland. I brought my first train sketchbook with me because a) it's a good place to start with and b) I wanted to show Zofia my drawings of Gabriella.
Okay, aside from feeling like an adamantoise kicked me in the gut, both in a physical way and in an emotional way, today wasn't actually that bad.
Chelsea and Emily and Eden and Yvonne were talking about the wildlife center as a movie, where Brody would be the comic relief and Chelsea (or maybe it was Yvonne) said "we'd be the bad guys because we're always fucking up." and Eden said "mwahahaha, we killed two more raccoons."
Eden, Chelsea, and Yvonne are all pretty distinctive. So are Zofia, Courtney, and Jacob, partially because they've been around for a while.
I swear I had to sanitize my hands just watching Eden take that fish apart.
Chelsea really likes Egyptian art.
Zofia gets Emma and Gabriella mixed up. Nope, I haven't talked to Emma in a while. Nah, actually, it just seems like a while. With the mural canceled and Atlas Lab's concert schedule being the worst ever, I have a feeling I'm not going to see much of Emma for a while.
We couldn't decide whether the yellow Fla-Vor-Ice is banana or mango and I'm pretty sure it's mango.
Purple is grape and orange is probably orange.
When Zofia was eight, she went through a phase where she drew aliens.
She wishes me luck, after much pressuring.
Brody said his hard cardboard slab is better than Jean's crinkly post it notes. Unfortunately, it's Brody's last day here. Boribory ny tany. Actually, he's still in the area and he'll probably come back for Night of a Thousand Faces.
Taylor was talking about the world's fattest raccoon because people feed them chocolate and bacon and stuff and crows who eat steak.
Jumpy the chinchilla is 11 years old and barely has any teeth left. That's what happens to horses as they age: they can no longer grind down all the fibers in their diet and starve to death, if injury doesn't get them first.
In India, they use an anti-inflammatory drug on their cattle that is no longer used here, and the vultures eat the corpses and die, and feral dogs move in, and that causes rabies outbreaks.
Emily's cat wanted to snuggle with her but her dog was barking at him. She has a picture of her dog, who is named after some park in Mumbai but the name makes me think of Shalmanser from Stand On Zanzibar and her father dressed as Waldo.
I'm not going to name any names but someone I had a crush on in 10th grade is getting married to a comedian on a conservative talk show. I'm pretty sure his only accomplishment in life is being less funny than Matt Walsh. I don't know how he pulled that off but he did.
So yeah, my life could be a lot worse. That could have been me, except I actually really doubt it because she's cold and unemotional and has few interests outside of being conservative. I feel like I dodged the world's most dysfunctional bullet when I met Amanda.
I'm still a bit apprehensive, actually. He lives in LA and I'm really hoping this means she's moving to LA to be with him, and not that he's moving to Boston to be with her.
Burning Question: Who marches to the scaffold? As far as I'm concerned, they're both shitty people.
