Thursday words on a monday

I am officially sad!
One of my favourite times of the year is drawing to a close. Spring is now officially in the air. The snowdrops are slowly dying, they wither a little more each day. Their fragile beauty being consumed and over run by the bright yellow of the sun flowers. Or daffodils if you feel like conventional naming. 

Don't get me wrong, I love the bright sunshine growing on the grass. Everyone and everything seems eager to praise the returning of the warming season by planting a living tribute to the sun that shall light up their life. I just hate that they start to assert their beauty as the snowdrops fade into a withered flowery husk. There should be more snowdrops in the world, they are tiny fragile things that mark the ending of winter in a beautiful flowery display. They are officially my new favourite flower until I declare another one or forget I made this announcement! (Take heed alien boyfriend!)


The mini daffodils don't make me sad. They are so tiny they are like the freaky mutated offspring of a daffodil and a snowdrop. Maybe I'm secretly stereotypically Japanese and obsessed with tiny things? Oh wait, I just realised I'm tall and round instead of being short and skinny. Alas I shall never be stereotypically Japanese :( I suppose I shall have to settle for being British or a member of the pixie brigade. I no longer know what is going on, I have not slept for a rather long time and am pretty sure I intended to speak about how much I love a certain type of flower not how I will never be any other race than my own. Alas plastic surgery has only come so far and magic hasn't finished being invented yet which I'm fairly certain is one of the worst crimes against humanity so far. Yup forget starvation, poverty and the blatant desire to create eating disorders within all young females in the "civilised" western world through the power of the fashion industry. If we had magic  life would clearly be the best thing ever, nothing could make it bad. There would clearly be no Voldemorts or anything. Oh no why am I still talking, I just ended up rambling even more about other nonsensical things. Wait Im typing I can stop any time I like...


or not...




I don't know how to fix this, I will draw a terrible fabulous picture instead!

Jargen

I had a mild panic since I posted my last blog for the stupidest of reasons. Firstly a posted a post that wasnt finished and it made me sad. Also I may need to say post more often in a sentence as that clearly was not enough.

Secondly I noticed I got pageviews after my post, I edited it and finished it with a whole paragraph of extraness but there were no more page views. 

I know this kinda sounds like Im fishing for people to look at my stuff but you're only going to look at it, if an extra paragraph of inane nosensical words makes you happy. Point is, I panicked and now I dont know what to write about.

Except for this man who looked very much like he was trying to be an edwardian court member earlier. So much so, from behind with his pudding bowl haircut, tights and velvet jacket I was convinved he was a lady. 


I also am now panicking because I wrote this post a week ago and forgot to hit publish. Ah well.

Cats

I've always loved cats. Ever since I was a tiny moonbeam shaped creature they always seemed so amazing and lovely and furry and hugable. I was a crazy cat lady before I even finished with being a teenager, I had 4 at one point that I kept on a regular basis. I started off with one. She was a whore. The first kitten was a beautiful ginger boy so we decided to keep him. We booked her in to get fixed but she ran away before we could take her and only returned when she was pregnant again. Those kittens we gave away except for two, my friend said she would like them so I hung onto them for her. She decided after they were too old for anyone else to want them that she didnt want cats anymore. This is why people are terrible things! I was left with cats I didnt want because I was nice to a friend, the niceties of life I suppose. 

I love my cats though and most others, the change came when I moved across the country for university. I rarely got to see animals, until I moved to where I live now. There are many cats that roam the local area, but they are strange. As you walk down the street they sit under things and just watch, if you happen to see them and they are not under an object strange things happen. The creature that was once cat shaped, freezes and slowly puffs up. Once it has become a giant fluff ball it waits until you blink, then it vanishes. Occasionally you can see a leg disappear on the opposite side of the street.

Its a terrifying thing, Im fairly certain they are shape shifting demons that simply assume the cat shapes thinking most people will leave them alone. They have secret meetings at night and discuss their plans for either global domination or sock theft. No normal cat can move that quickly or fluff up so much. I walked home from work late last night and I clearly interrupted something evil.

Eyes were flashing from every direction, just watching and lurking in the shadows...

These cats are so creepy... I dont want to go outside at night now in case they eat me.

Edit: This post feels unfinished but my brain broke and I dont really know what else to write.. I shall try anyway.


The only thing convincing me these poof balls are not true evil is that when you walk down the street, its tiny yellow eyes flashing at you not blood red ones. Whilst these monster cats are scary, they could be worse. Im just not sure how much time I have left before they realise I am on to their shape shifting demonic ways and decide to neutralise me. I suppose once they are onto me they would watch me more giving me a slight heads up. I would just have to be careful not to walk outside when its dark, I may actually see cats with red eyes. Or no cats at all, that may be worse. 
I could be walking along happy after a late shift at work and enjoying the lack of flashing eyes or giant fluffy creatures walking across my path when suddenly! I would get frozen in place, as a demon cat would be attacking my shadow and stopping me from moving. A simple warning of their power... What damage could these crazy creatures do to me if they really wanted to?!?


I may try to think of happier things that are less likely to make me paranoid of being outside now, like jelly beans ^_^

This post may be late...

There was an extra day!!! 
I have a special friend who had her 6th official birthday and is getting married later this year. It was amusing! I was going to be all joyous that she got a real birthday, but then I realised that all the people born on the extra day probably celebrate their birthday on the 28th of Feb and 1st of March and just have two whole days of being special. I would totally have several days of being a birthday queen. I'll probably just walk around one day and throw glitter all over the place and eat jelly and ice cream thats the best part of birthdays right?


Aside from being amused on the extra day, I convinced a friend to fill a bed with balloons, danced and drew a picture of a bear on a unicycle.
I then realised that I ran out of paper so it ended up being a bear...
I forgot I am really bad at drawing so it ended up looking like a fat furry owl with legs and something that resembled arms...
I drew this using my own two hands so now I cant even pretend my goofy pictures are so odd because Im using mspaint and a mouse :(
I should be a sad noodle...

Tiny noodle based arms make it super hard to draw. Also there are no fingers..No noodles can draw without fingers!!!

Luckily Im really bad at remembering how to be sad, also I found a much better emotion to have.


Confusion and disbelief.


It was the first of March, at 10am in England I managed to get sunburnt. There are so many things wrong with that sentence I dont even know how to express it!! I mean if I was the sort of person that could go out in the snow and blend into the background and it was also summer I could understand. But Im really really not! Ginger people dont even get sunburnt in that little amount of sun!!!


This post is terrible.


But I am sunburnt and have a cold, my brain cannot cope with this and has turned off. I only know basic functions like sleep and drinking water... I have a weird feeling theres some other function Im supposed to do. Hopefully alien boyfriend will remind me what it is soon.


Next time I remember a coherent writing style!!!






...Im probably lying about that last bit...