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Woke up today rather early. Again. Oddly enough recently I have been going to bed anywhere between 12:00 AM and 2:00 AM yet I still end up waking between 8:00 AM and 9:00 AM. Not sure how that works. Today I was pretty much a lazy bum. I sat on my computer and played on Facebook for a good portion of the morning, till about 1o-ish when I decided to go through all that paper crap I mentioned last night. I soon had to stop to get something to eat. I ate a bowl of cereal but was still hungry as there was not much left in the bag to begin with so I went to get me some Great Value cherry poptarts. the poptarts were taking awhile to toast so I decided to take this opportunity to use the bathroom. I got distracted when I left and headed back for my room where I began checking over my plants. I noticed my lemon seedlings and my ghost plant needed water so I took them to the bathroom and gave them a thorough watering then placed them back on the table in my room.

I reentered the kitchen a little later and noticed my cat Izzy somehow managed to get into our food cabinet despite the new latches. This means either someone did not close the doors well enough or the latches were just not strong enough to keep him out. Luckily not much food was lost. Only about 3 mini bags of chips. I still punished him and threw him outside to hopefully discourage. This is when I noticed the weather was very pleasurable.

I wanted to take advantage of this and work on my metal stand I had primed a day or two ago. I ran back to my room to retrieve it then took it outside and placed it on an old, unused, plastic refrigerator drawer turned upside down in the middle of the yard. I took the gold aerosol paint and began coating it. Everything went well till it was nearly covered. I noticed some "drips" on the sides and carefully tried to wipe them up with a blue cloth-like paper towel to smooth them out. This actually worked on all but one in which I noticed it just seemed to make things worse. The spot I touched looked wrinkled as though I had crinkled some paper. Unfortunately what had happened was the aerosol paint had sodden the layer of primer just below. I tried to cover it thick with some more gold paint but it wouldn't work. I eventually had to take a steel wool and strip off whatever would come off. Not much came off but it allowed me to strip off and smooth the area that was ruining. Of course during doing this several other places in near proximity to the original flaw had to be dealt with as well. I carefully did so then looked around for some more primer. I found none. Instead I found a bottle of white lacquer. I decided that it had to do. I took it over to my stand and began spraying it on, hoping not to cover too much of the other areas so I would not have to re-paint the whole thing, especially since I didn't have enough paint left to do that. I hated the smell of the lacquer, it smelled too much like nail polish. I let it dry for awhile. I tried to keep myself busy while I gave it enough time to do so.

This is when I returned inside and felt hungry again. I began looking for something to eat when I looked over at the toaster and saw one cherry poptart in it. Just one. At first I thought. "Oooh! I forgot my poptarts!" Then I thought. "Wait.. What happened to the other one?" I have no idea where it went, but one of my poptarts was missing. I'm assuming a cat had to have stolen off with it but I have no evidence of it except no one else but me was in the house and that our dogs cannot get that far to get that out of a toaster. Weird thing is, I found no signs of the missing poptart. No crumbs, pieces, or an animal munching down on it. It was just... Gone. The other was completely untouched. I re-nuked it in the toaster and ate it with a glass of milk on the side, not wanting that one to disappear as well.

For awhile I wandered around, trying to give the lacquer more time to dry. Meanwhile I kept staring out the window at it mostly to make sure the cats were leaving it alone as I saw one of our cats, Pineapple, sniffing at it earlier. I returned to it shortly after and gave it a few quick, light touches to see if it was dry. It was dry enough and I was tired of waiting any longer so I resumed putting on the gold. The lacquer seemed to do a good job of covering the areas of stripped off primer and therefore allowed the gold to go on no problem. It looks like I never had the problem to begin with. This makes me happy. I kept doing a few touch ups as I finished it then I carted it to the porch so that it was not sitting out in the front yard unattended while it dried. I think it looks so pretty for an amateur job. Least it's better than the gold-ish metal from before accompanied by large splotches of rust.

I remembered my papers still needed to be sorted through so I did that. I can not remember how long I worked at that but it was a good while. I actually found leftover english class work in a folder from over 3 years ago when I graduated. I seriously thought I had thrown all that old struff away long ago. I guess not. Between today and the day before, I ended up with 1 and 3/4 of a bag of paper to throw out. And I'm almost certain there is more I could get rid of somewhere. I did eventually finish that and it took a lot less time than I expected. I did little more for my room today. I felt like being lazy and I didn't want to kill myself just to make significant progress.

My mom texted me about 5 and told me she would be late coming home. My sister has a sore throat, something to do with her tonsils and needed some medicine so my mom was going to pick that up but it wasn't going to be ready for another hour. It was rather nice that we were able to just get her a refill of a prescription for a similar thing she had awhile back so she did not have to go see a doctor just to get the meds she needed since it was within a year of her getting he original prescription.

I had a hard time waiting for my mom to get home. We were planning to cook some tilapia fillets for supper and found a really good looking recipe to go with it that we just so happened to have all the ingredients to so we didn't need to make a run to the store. My mom helped me to prepare it. She rinsed the fish and greased the pan while I was chopping the garilc, measuring the lemon juice and melting some butter. It was a really quick and easy recipe. the hardest part was waiting for it to be done. The smells were tantalizing. and it turned out really amazing. My mom and I enjoyed it thoroughly. My sister didn't get any because she doesn't like fish. We cooked her some popcorn chicken and steak-cut french fries although the fries she claimed to hurt her tonsils. I feel bad for her. I sure hope she gets better soon. She seemed so uncomfortable.

Clean up was a pain but only because we still have to wash dishes in our bathroom sink. Our sink in the kitchen is massively messed up due to unknown reasons. I hope it gets fixed soon. It's getting really annoying. I've been relaxing in my room a bit since then. My sister's cat, Phoenix paid a visit to my window again tonight. I don't understand why he howls at my window. I never let him in through there and I never will. I keep worrying about it when he gets up there because my window is broken and I fear he will force his way in if I don't let him in. So recently I usually let him in via the back door. Then I got an idea. I figured even though it's not very strong, that some tape would at least help reinforce it so that it was unlikely he could push the pieces inward and get in my room. I think it's strong enough to keep him out. It's at least strong enough to discourage him from trying I think.

After that I didn't do much. I called my boyfriend, Tyler and talked to him about 7. I usually call him at 10 but he told me he wanted to start chatting earlier in the day. Well the whole time since then he has been acting very sleepy and hardly speaks. I told him I won't call that early again. Don't know why he does better LATER at night but I dunno. I made fun of him for it awhile. I called him a lazy bum repeatedly. He just laughed. Sorta. Most of the time he was too out of it to notice. And the worst thing is, he won't let me get off the phone with him to let him rest. So stubborn. I've chatted with my mom a bit tonight, ate a peice of cheesecake, then came into my room and here I am now. Writing this.

One I do not understand is why people are SO FRICKING DISRESPECTFUL. Right now there are some idiots off on some road behind our house revving engines and I'm guessing, driving up and down the street like maniacs. I'm sure I'm not the only one pissed off about this. Can't they do this when people are NOT trying to sleep? Seriously. If they have to do it at night, they need to take it off somewhere where there are no people around. This has been going on for about 10min before starting this post and they are STILL doing it. I just hope they stop before I decide to go to bed, else I will be some sort of pissed off. On that note, I do beleive they have stopped now. Thank goodness.

Hmm that's about it. I wonder what you guys think of me giving you such a long dissertation of what I do every day. I'm not sure how normal people write their blog posts. Eh it's my blog I'll do what I want. If you guys don't like it.. Well.. I guess you'll stop reading... =s

Night!