Huh

So, apparently, shortly after writing the 5 a.m. post, I fell into a dreamless (I think ) sleep. I wasn't even sure that I had posted it.
So, currently drinking Pedialyte per doctor's orders. Stuff tastes weird.

I'm sick and the stocks are down, this can't be a coincidence.

Kitties make you better

So, apparently I'm not over my stomach thing. And here I am, up at 5 a.m. tired, but can't sleep due to awful stomach cramps and frequent bathroom runs.

Thankfully, the clinic opens at 7 a.m., so I've got two hours until I hopefully will find out what the hell's wrong with me.

'Til then, I'll be distracting myself with videos of cute kittens. :)

Snugglebutt

Sleeping in felt incredible this morning. I really needed it after getting only 3 hours of sleep the night before; and not by choice!
And though my stomach is still a bit bloated and some times burns like a thousand angry suns, I think I’m over my stomach thing.
But yes, feeling much better and I have sleeping in, Pepto-Bismol, fruit punch Gatorade and snuggling with stufflies to thank for it.
However, I’m having a hard time telling if I’m hungry or my stomach is yelling at me.

Flaming lips, literally

So, those of you that follow my Twitter will already know that plans have changed for November.

I was originally planning to visit friends and/or take a cruise for my birthday, something fun and exciting. However, due to medical bills, random things and the need to have my cats with me, I've decided to forgo taking this/these trip(s) and save money to help pay for deposit, first month's rent, etc. for new pet-friendly place.

It's a bit of a downer, but I will still be taking that whole week off. Nov. 7 (incidentally my birthday) through Nov. 15 I will be free of work, so I'm hella excited about that alone.

And certainly any and all are invited to come visit/kidnap/chat/entertain me while I'm 'jobless' because, while I'll certainly bitch and moan about it enough, I really don't want to cocoon myself in my apartment... I think.

So, I get many a free sample stuff through various tweets, but sometimes I don't know what I'm signing up for aka: Rose isn't really reading past the point where it says 'free.'

The past two days, I've received two free things in the mail, which made me squee with delight and I love getting mail, even more than I love getting email.

Anywho, one was a free sample size pack of Bear Naked banana nut granola, which I scarfed immediately because it was delicious. The other was some lip gloss by a company called Lip Fusion. I had one of those 'lightbulb above the head' moments and sought out answers to what kind of lip gloss it is.

Turns out it's this: http://www.fusionbeauty.com/ProductInfo.aspx?ProductLineID=7A70E266-A846-4DD5-B0AC-92072FBDC26E

And for those too lazy to click and read: The most important thing you can do before bed is prepare to plump your pout, with the exciting new addition to the LipFusion family, LipFusion XL - 2X Micro-Injected Collagen + HA Advanced Lip Plumping Therapy. Swipe on and wake up to the most intensely plump, firm, hydrated, and full-out sexy lips you've ever known - naturally - and all in a night's sleep.

This kind of scares me, but I'm going to try it anyway and see what happens. Not like a need bigger lips.... but I like to experiment.

If my lips explode or catch on fire while I sleep, I'm not going to be a happy camper.

And if I can stop being lazy, I'll add new stuff to my Etsy shop tonight.

Edit: camera needs charging, so it will probably be tomorrow night before the new stuff is up at Etsy.

Free hair to good home

Not too thrilled with the color, but here's the new hair.

There's enough hair on the floor to make a chinchilla.

It doesn't work

I told a 'Match your skills to jobs in other industries' quiz put out by CareerBuilder.... it didn't work out so well. Through my knowledge of fine arts, english language, media and my skills in critical thinking, writing, speaking, instructing and active listening, my top three choices were:

Coroner

Economist

Electrician

Huh...

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If only...

If only life were that simple. :)

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Memories of Katrina: the battle

So, the journal past this point isn't really about Katrina-related stuff. So instead of reminicing on old journal passages, I'll just display something I made shortly after regaining power and internet abilities. I believe it sums up the whole story.

I wonder who will win?

Memories of Katrina: Sept. 11

The power in the apartment came back on around lunch time and Leon and I were estatic!

I cleaned out the fridge, after getting all the rotten food out. The fridge smelled like cat breath.

You know, like in the 50s

Interrupting Katrina memories for a more recent blog post.

So, read an article that had a neat spin on relationships and moving in together: having separate bedrooms.

At first, I thought of it as a sort of a retro phase until the article got me thinking: having your own rooms, with your own style, with your own stuff. Granted, I'm sure you won't spend everynight alone.

But there's something sexily satisfying about having your significant other crawl into bed with you just for a snuggle.... or more. :p

I miss me some snuggling.

Also, those of you that frequent this blog should start frequenting www.happycrazyroseplace.blogspot.com. There be photos in them hills.... err.. blogs.

Memories of Katrina: Sept. 7

It's Dad birthday, will give him a call later. Had actually picked out his presents the Saturday before the storm.

GameStop'll be opening today, so I'm back in my dorm.

Apparently, the water's okay to drink now, which is great as it's awkward to brush your teeth with bottled water. I end up wasting most of it instead of getting it on my brush.

Memories of Katrina: Sept. 6

Sonic's finally open, which is great since it's next to GameStop. I doubt they're serving drinks though, due to the water still having a possibility of being contaminated.

I wonder if the apartment has power.... that would be awesome.

The floor's a bit hard here, at GameStop, back's a little stiff.

I talked to my parents last night, Dad was putting up plastic to cover the roof and the insulation.

Mum and I ranted about Harry Potter 6. They had come back from Illinois that afternoon. Mum was so proud of Nick, as they were up to see his graduation from bootcamp, she told me that her eyes welled up so many times.

I think I may be allergic to Orbit Citrus Mint; everytime I've had it, it's made me feel sick.

The neighbors stopped by GameStop, said the power wasn't back on yet.

I wonder what's going to happen about our lease. Our resident manager never brought it up, and I'm pretty sure it's overdue. Of course, there's a lot of things that he didn't do or take care of.... so, I think that's the last of his worries.

Memories of Katrina: Sept. 5

We stopped by the apartment to check on Leon and noticed that they were finally working on the roof.

Memories of Katrina: Sept. 4

So, school is supposed to start back up on the 12th and the dorms are closed to people who haven't been there during the storm.

I was lucky because I was periodically in and out of the dorm.

There's air and water at GameStop, so Manon stayed there last night. I would have too, but Manon thought that I would have trouble sleeping on the hard floor, also I have a shower in the dorm and was quite stinky this morning, so it worked out well.

We walked to Walmart yesterday, took a while because I needed to take a break anytime my feet started to ache a little; didn't want to get a migraine.

We stood in line for over an hour, but it wasn't too bad, the workers were passing out water and umbrellas, which was really nice.

Twinkle toes

Memories of Katrina: Sept. 2

The destruction of New Orleans didn't totally hit me until today, while watching news at Jess and Sheree's apartment on their battery-operated TV. I'd heard stories of bodies floating down streets, of sharks patrolling main streets, of people packed into the Super Dome screaming for water, food and help; it was nothing compared to actually seeing it:

-- a woman raking up garbage because she believed that if she doesn't try to clean up, then noone will come to help

-- a man pleading for his dialysis treatment

-- a mayor venting his frustration and anger at the goverment

-- a police chief's words stolen by his tears

Yesterday, the water started working in the apartment and the university had power. Yesterday was also the day that they finally sent some people down to New Orleans to evacuate the Super Dome.

Why did it take so long?

Memories of Katrina: Aug. 31

Got my days a bit mixed up, so this one is a little behind, but tomorrow, I'll be right on track.

After the crisis is when the real torture begins.

We still don't have water or power and only now are we seeing power trucks working or even around.

Most of them are from Arkansas, which is nice.

The Commons is feeding students three times a day, which is great and gives us a chance to see the damage done on campus.

The campus was full of tree, now it's full of trees all over the ground. A few even landed on/in some buildings. The library front is littered with glass from some busted-out windows.

I didn't sleep very well last night: way too hot, too angry and too misrable.

We've swam in the pool a few time, but it's starting to look more and more gross as more and more people get in and less and less chlorine is left.

The sky was amazing last night. I saw Scorpio, which made me quite happy and possibly the Milky Way. The sky was littered with stars.

Our Wal-Mart is closed and there's a line outside of Walgreens.

Right now, we're making a run to Laurel, on hope and hearsay that they have power, food and gas.

We stopped by my car to get my phone charger and found my gas cap on the ground. Someone tried to siphon gas out. The upside to this is that it was pretty much on empty to being with.

The damage around Hattiesburg is intense: whole roads are covered with trees, signs from restaurants are gone, scattered to the winds and sides of the street.

Laurel is in bad shape too. We're hoping the Wal-Mart here is open as we're nearly out of food and water.

Laurel was a bit of a failure. There's no power, no gas, but we got some food(granola bars, beef jerky) and a few sports drinks. The Wal-Mart wasn't open but we have seen a few of there trucks heading toward Hattiesburg. So I suppose that's a good sign.

We're heading back home now, hoping to make it in time to eat at the Commons. The convention center was packed when we drove by, maybe they were handing out ice and water.

My pen broke, so I'm just writing with the ink stick.

We're following a Wal-mart truck right now. I hope he gets off at Hattiesburg.

My phone doesn't have any signal unless we're in Hattiesburg, so I'll have to wait until then to find out how my parents are.

My mum says that half of Jackson has power, the side the Uncle Curtis lives on.