Oh, No!

I was playing with my blog color, and I've lost all my links! I feel so disconnected. Help, Lecram, Help!

Ob...sess...ive...

So I jumped to the IQ test link from Lecram’s blog. No I didn’t take that test. Yes, I know what my IQ is and no, I’m not telling. But, I became lost in the land of frivolous quizzes and such. Yes, I am easily addicted. And I learned so much-
*I have a 14% chance of going to Hell for my sins of Envy, Lust and Sloth. I will die a boring death and while dying be jealous of those who die dramatic deaths.
*I am attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled and free.
*I have Zero Risk of cheating.
*I am a giver and protector who is unimpressed by authority and rules.
*My dominant thinking style is Exploratory.
*I will live to be 85.
*I am 90% Right Brained.
*My rejected Crayola color is “Tin Man’s Johnson Silver.”
*I am a realistic romantic, which still makes me 70% more romantic than the rest of the population.
*I am a good friend, a prophet soul and I have fantastic Karma.
*I should be living in San Francisco, in 1966.
*I am 40% “Normal” and have a little of my “freak” goin on.
*I am 75% Liberal, when it comes to Ethics, 100% Liberal.
*I am 90% Psychic
*My Inner European is Italian. (Well, duh, so is my Outer European)
*My passion is pink.
*I am broadminded, tolerant and generous. I use persuasion instead of force. I am sensitive to others.
*I am a total spark plug whose truly unforgettable kisses can knock anyone’s socks off, and are bound to get me in trouble. ( This is actually true.)
*My “Love Type” is the Artist and Idealist.
*My ideal pick-up line is “ Hey… I might not be the cutest one here… but I am the only one talking to you.”
*My geek profile is low.
*I am a Very Gay Winnie the Pooh.
*You may now refer to me as Eva Dillon, Kaliana Ambrosio, Makiko Hayashi, Dona Erindira, Mango Anthony, Agapa Seattle, Kitten Roosevelt or The Contemplative Kiwi. Unless you are referring to my boobs, which now answer to “Bambi” and “Thumper” respectively. (I am not sure which is which) There was also a reference to “Velvet Love Pocket”- not sure where that could be.
Oh yeah- and Ozzy Osbourne is my Daddy:)

Ambivalence is Bliss

Officially got the promotion/raise today. I hate being management, yet I always seem to end up there, Hmmm...

Note from the Pussy

And a gutter runs through it... It's not that kind of story. My lovely black kit Veruca has repeatedly jumped on the keyboard tonight. Thought I'd walk away and let her have her say...

Veruca's Diary, Day 623 of my captivity:
My captor continues to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. She dines lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant. Today my attempt to kill my captor by weaving around her feet while she was walking almost succeeded. Must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse my vile oppressor, I again induced myself to vomit on her favorite chair, must try this on her bed.
Decapitated a june bug and brought her the still twitching body, in an attempt to make her aware of what I am capable of, and to strike fear in her heart. She only cooed about what a good little bug catcher I was. Hmmmm, not working according to plan.
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and may be snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. Dog is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, must be an informant, it speaks with her regularly. I am sure he reports on my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time....

Don't Ask

Does this mean anything to anyone?- "There's this empty, gravely land named Kai Slant."????

Update

Well, I met with the our Field Director and things are looking good. Right now I am "acting" Hospital Manager. Good thing I've a theatre background, eh? If plans go as discussed everything should be worked out quite soon. I may actually be able to afford to live in this crazy town, where costs are so rapidly rising. Not like I 'd go anywhere else. This is home, and I actually LIKE Fresno. But then again, as I always say, I don't live in Fresno, I live in The Tower:)

Get blogged

I've been thinking- why doesn't Theramin Man have a blog of his own? It's summer. School is out. Must have a bit of free time on his hands. Watching Hammer films is a sure sign of too much time. I humbly request the pleasure of blog-jumping to a Kingsburg based blog. All those in favor...

Wonderland

As someone in Wonderland said to Alice, it's best to try to believe at least three impossible things before breakfast. The funny thing is once you let yourself believe them, they don't seem all that impossible to begin with. The first step is to let yourself believe that such benevolence is in store for you. So go ahead -- what are three wonderful, lovely and no-way-that-could-happen-to-me things that you want in your life?
Healthy, happy loved ones.
A place to truly call "home."
Someone to share it with.
And you?

Nickety Splickets Series of (Possibly) Fortunate Events

Due to a strange twist in the cosmos, the company from which I was so recently a breathe away from being fired, may offer me a promotion next week. Both of our Doctors recently quit. We have been making do with relief Docs all month. Two weeks ago our Hospital Director put in her notice, then went on vacation. Big wig above her went on vacation the next day, not due to return until HD's last day. So- here we are last week, all of us minions, with no leader, no schedule, no idea what is going on. Do we show up for work? Are we all fired? What to do? Well, I called the company "care line"- they didn't care. The next level big wig?- No response. Kept going until I reached the VP of the chain. He hooked me up with Kurt, our "advisor." Kurt promtly put me in charge until something could be worked out. I booked us a few Dr days, scheduled the staff and dealt with a bunch of pissed off clients. (No, I did not threaten to kick any of their asses:) Big Wig came back from Holiday today and scheduled a meeting with me next week to discuss promotion to Hospital Manager. Karma? We'll see?