Momentary Thoughts

I suppose one should actually make posts in her blog, beyond the quiz level. Some people choose to get their nose out of joint and generally look down on such things in snootiness. (It goes with the nose I guess). It’s all a slightly chaotic scrapbook to me. A blog is whatever a blog will be. Doris Day would understand.

I should be working on various things: more content for Kitschy, more content for The Internet Unplugged and writers for Tit-elation. Instead I’m spending and hunting for neopoints. If you have some to spare just take pity on my obsession and neomail me with your charity. I’m dragongrrl. I do have some really neat stuff in my shop/ gallery and I have started assembling my house. Tonight I began playing Plushie Tycoon too. I am having those poor dropouts making plushie draiks and wockys. They need to get churning them out too. If I make back the neopoints I started with I will make real neopoints to spend on more goodies for my home and garden. Furthering my obsession. I know it’s all worthless. I’m not completely lost.

I am feeling better, gave the cold back to some other shopper. Do I really hope so? I’m not sure I’m sure but it is a wishful momentary thought.

NeoPet Addiction

I didn’t expect I would be sucked into the site this way, but I am. Just overnight, I’ve become a NeoPet addict. I have begun trading neopoints for unique, odd virtual things. I am saving points for a house with a garden now though so the trading has to mellow out for awhile. My uni and I are aiming for one of the more picturesque neighbourhoods, maybe Kiki Island. We want a real garden spot too. Neither of us care that much about inside of the house. Uni wants chocolate, I’m trying to help him see the value of fruit instead. I don’t think I’m convincing either one of us all that well.

Did I mention I have a cold? I’m sure that’s the whole problem. I’m just light headed, soon I will go back to being me again. Maybe… meanwhile… got any good stuff you want to trade, cheap?

Cricket Sucking

I was going to write but I think I’d rather play a game until I have to go to bed. Working in the morning and Mom wants to make a big Sunday breakfast.

I sucked up a cricket tonight. It was chirping madly all night last night, it resisted all my efforts to trap it in a coffee cup and then let it free outside. So, tonight out of desperation I have sucked it up with the vacuum. Poor cricket, but it was in the wrong place and had used up all his lives. Do crickets get more than one?