Can I Have A Hug?

Holy Frak! It’s been over a week since I updated this pitiful thing. I fail at blogging.

Ok. So, with that said, I guess I’ll update all you wonderful freaks that follow my rants and musings on my goings on in the past week.

First of all, I wrote up a set of deadlines for all my big projects that I need to get done this summer. Accompanying said deadline schedule is a set of rewards/punishments.

My project list is as follows:

1. Print, mat, & frame photos for upcoming show (whenever that is)
2. Buy Photography lighting
3. Finish my photography course
4. Finish my office/studio (I just have to install the lattice ceiling)
5. Finish the rough draft of my novel

Now, I’m intending to get all this done by the end of August. Heh, I say that now but we’ll see. I’m looking forward to the rewards and dreading the punishments I set for myself for each of these. I’m hoping that will keep me motivated to move my ass on this stuff.

So far, I managed to knock one of these projects off the list! Number two. Woot! I figured I’d do that one first cause I need it in order to knock number three off the list.

At the moment, while I’m waiting for my lights to come in, I’m working on number one.

Aw yeah. Things are getting set in motion. I like motion. ‘tis good.

Moving on…

I made friends with a pheasant! No, seriously. I did. I was outside Friday morning taking care of the trash and I heard this sound that reminded me of a guinea pig. Kind of a chirping/grunting/squeal-ish sound. I looked over my shoulder and saw this little pheasant. It couldn’t have been very old cause its tail feathers were pretty short. The thing was just waddling along past me heading up my driveway toward the lawn. I whistled at it and it turned, looked at me, and, I figured it would have taken off, but it waddled toward me! So, I went into the house and got some bird seed. I tossed it out for him (I’m not sure if it was a boy or girl but I called it a “him“) and he had a little snack while I snapped some pictures of him. He even posed a few times for me. Funny little thing.

Yesterday, he came back, sat on the edge of the lawn, and stared at the house. He made his little chirpy/squeal sound until I came to the door. The thing was calling to me! Can you believe that! A wild freaking pheasant calling to me! So I went out and fed him again. He kind of ran off while I was putting out the bird seed but he came back and had his snack.

Then, mom tells me this morning when I got up that he had come back early in the morning and was calling again! I don’t know if he’s pissed that I didn’t come out and feed him or if he found food elsewhere cause I haven’t seen him again. I just hope he either found his family or found some other place with better food. I hope another animal didn’t get him. That’d make me sad.

I don’t know why but animals are drawn to me. It doesn’t matter where I go, or what the animal is, they’re drawn to me. I would have become a vet but I can’t handle it when animals are hurt. Kind of defeats the purpose of me being a vet huh? I think so. I don’t think I’d be able to run a shelter either cause I’d get attached to all the animals and be sad when someone adopted one. I know, I’m odd.

Last thing before I release everyone from this boring ass update….My finger is a bit better but I still think it’s permanently damaged. The ache is gone, unless there’s pressure applied to my finger, and the little hard lump is still there. I’m thinking maybe I cracked it or chipped the bone and have a bone spur or something. Lovely. Like I haven’t suffered enough physical damage already.

So…I guess the moral of my story here kids, is that you have to take the bad with the good. Some points of life will look up while others will just….well…outright suck.

Took me a while to come up with that one. Profound ain’t it! Yeah, I’m a freaking visionary all right.

*sigh* I need a hug.

Until next time…

Keep on rockin’ on….




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