A Safe Space for Moogles

- I just typoed 'Phantom of the Opera' as 'Phantom of the Opry.' Interesting AU, that.

- Am marathoning Ouran Host Club - just found out that Haruhi wants to be a lawyer. Guess what I'm crossing it over with now. Go ahead, guess.

- At work I spent half an hour blow-drying a bobcat. The bobcat was unappreciative.

Carved a pumpkin, all by myself. Why a fish? Well, it's less obvious than a face.

Also, I listened to the TF:TM soundtrack at work. With the volume up. Just in case there was any lingering doubt among my coworkers that I am the dweebiest dweeb that ever dweebed.

Hey, you know what's a great thing to see first thing in the morning?

( Cut for ewww-factor. )

Long shower is looooooooong. x_x

This actually happened a few days ago, but I'm just getting around to posting it.

One of my jobs as a Kennel Girl is to clean up in the lobby when somebody makes a mess.* I was summoned to do just that; a mixed-breed dog of some sort had made a solid deposit at the Bank of Linoleum. No big deal - I grab my trusty Mop and some paper towels and get to work.

"I am so sorry," the dog's owner tells me, with heartbreaking earnestness.

Dear lord, I think, the poor man's about to cry. So I turn on my Cheerfulness full blast. "Don't worry about it!" I chirp. "This isn't the first time this has happened and it won't be the last! For this is an Animal Hospital!" There might have been some :D in there too. Working at the Renfest has prepared me for engaging with total strangers.**

I continue roughly in this vein while I'm cleaning, and as I finish, the guy finally cracks a smile. Proud and no little relieved, I return to my accustomed spot down in the kennel.

Ten minutes later, a vet tech somehow penetrates my ninja veil and finds me. "Hey, moogle, would you come help me with something?"

"Of course!"

I follow the vet tech up to the exam room and there on the table is the poor man's dog, having shuffled off his mortal coil and joined the choir invisible. I just about committed seppuku with a scalpel right there. The man wasn't sad because of the poo, he was sad because he was bringing his dog in to be put to sleep, and on top of everything else he had to listen to me being cheerful at him. Sweet merciful chocolate, I suck.

...I may have apologized to the dead dog where no one could hear me. And patted his poor head.

*......hides*



*Even if the vet techs usually take care of it, because apparently I am a ninja and it's impossible to hunt me down. ;P

**Much the same way boot camp prepares you for a brisk walk around the block.

Today I had my Review at work. You know those dreams where you're about to take a test you haven't studied for? That's kind of how I felt going in. *still trying to untangle the knots in my stomach, argh*

...Turns out they love me and think I'm fabulous. ^_^ And apparently I'm going to get a small token raise, which I will not turn up my nose at! So after a couple of errands I took myself out to lunch to celebrate today. Om nom Pei Wei lettuce wraps. :DDD ...And I've gotten some writing done over the past couple of days, so bonus. For example, from last week's round of porn_battle:

Wheeljack/Perceptor: simple was best, but unbearably complex was a lot more fun. Rated R for robots. ;P

(I wanted to do an FFVII prompt as well, but everything I wrote kept coming out too near domestic abuse for comfort. :\ Maybe some other time.)

Pursuant to the porn-at-work Thing:

( Good news. )

I have discovered this week that I don't actually want to work full time for the animal hospital. I haven't gotten any writing done, I haven't touched the baby blanket I'm making for my new little second cousin, I've barely even talked to anybody. Screw this schedule. *thud*

(My boss asked me to work on Saturday too. I couldn't say no fast enough.)

So, this dog. Kind of hyper. Beagle mix, but I repeat myself. She goes home tomorrow, so today I was told to give her a bath.

Most of you probably already know where this is going.

I managed to wrestle her up into the tub (which comes up to chest height on me, and this is not a small dog) and keep hold of her while I sudsed her up good. She's doing just fine, so I take my hands off her for a moment to turn on the water for the final rinse and LEAP there she goes.

Fortunately the bathing room was closed off, so she wasn't going anywhere, but I still had to chase her around with the leash. The second time around she wasn't nearly so cooperative and I practically had to carry her back to the tub. By the end of it I was soaked in sudsy water practically from head to toe. But dammit, that dog got rinsed.

...Of course, an hour later when I took her out to pee she immediately started rolling around in the grass. I'm counting my blessings; there are worse things she could've rolled in.

...I'm going to bed early tonight. *thud*

So, my boss informs me that I won't be going full time at the animal hospital. Time to whore myself out at the retail job sites, I suppose. Since 'not a complete drooling troglodyte' seems to be my only meaningful job qualification.

In contrast, my mom lost her teaching position at her old school last week due to a lack of students to fill the seats. Two days later, she had two interviews and two job offers. I'm trying not to be jealous about this, because a) she's a county employee so they had to put her somewhere, and b) she's a teacher and therefore has some value to society.

So, Saturday I went to King's Dominion with my first local friend, her son, and her mom. Which, I think, is about the perfect party for an amusement park. Two thrill-seekers, two people to hang back and keep each other company while they watch the thrill-seekers' stuff. ;) Seriously, I had a lot of fun, even if 'Crypt' kicked my ass. XD As did the heat - I swear to you, I am just now recovering from the heat-sickness - though it was worth it around two when we finally got into the lazy river. Zomg so gooooood.

In other news, my bosses still haven't gotten back to me about full time and-or website work, and Michael's is hiring. Argh. *headdesk*

( Dream: Trouble, powers and a pretty skirt. )

Also! Don't get excited, but: I overheard the admin ladies complaining about our website guy not doing any work, and I offered my services. Admin Lady 1 told me she'd talk to the doctors about it. So, we'll see if anything comes of this.

I just watched three hours of Ghost Hunters. As some of you may know already, I am profoundly afraid of ghosts, bumps in the night, and my own shadow, so watching three hours of Ghost Hunters? Not a smart choice. I'm currently sitting in the basement with all the lights on, and listening to Lewis Black. (Everyone knows Lewis Black makes the malevolent spirits go away.)

...Oddly, I had a ghost dream the other night that didn't scare me at all. It probably helped that I was an apprentice Ghostbuster so I could, y'know, do something about the unquiet dead.

Also, I told my boss to go ahead and consider me for full-time, after much deliberation (read: "freaking out.") I know y'all were happy for me over this, and I'm grateful, but... yeah, I'm not, really. I know all the reasons why I should be, but reality doesn't seem to penetrate my Issues real well. I just brought myself to say yes because I knew that living with my parents another year would make me even less happy.

Or maybe I'll wake up tomorrow and feel perfectly fine about the whole thing. I don't know. That's the exciting, thrill-a-minute ride that is my unbalanced brain chemistry. :D

The RotF review (or Random Collection of Thoughts, Squee, and Bunnies, as the case may be) is going to have to wait. I've been pulled to do an emergency afternoon shift at work. *groans*

SPEAKING OF WORK. My boss asked me today if I'd be willing to go full-time. I told him I'd think about it. I said this because 'I need some time to freak the fuck out' is probably a bad thing to say.

They've been setting up for the fair downtown all week. Traffic and parking is kerazy down by my work, yo. They actually issued us all parking passes for the teeny-weeny gravel lot that also serves as the dogs' poop lot. And there's strange men in hard hats doing arcane things all over the area. Hard hats, guys. If I see a guy with an open shirt, a beer belly, and yellow galoshes, I will not be responsible for my actions. ...But in any case, I have spotted a Ferris wheel and a merry-go-round, so it's already worth the price of admission. So I'll be popping down there tomorrow or Sunday. There may be pictures.

Speaking of work, there is an English bulldog named Hemingway who is the coolest dog in the world. I can't even express how awesome he is.

Another day, and the wank goes on. Frankly, I'm hip-deep in my springkink right now so I don't care. ^_^ Current count: five down, nine to go, and number six is puttering along nicely due to Jazz being such an enormous slut. *hearts him so much*

ME: *transferring kitties to clean cages w/ water and food and litterboxes, tum te tum* O hay, new kitty. Hallo!
CAT: *innocently* Mew.
ME: *is a sucker* *reaches in and picks her up*
CAT: I AM MEGATRON. *proceeds to mutilate the ever-loving hell out of me*
ME: OH GOD WHY ISN'T THE VULCAN NECKGRAB THING WORKING
CAT: DIE POONY HOOMN DIE *RIPS IN HALF*
AUTOBOTS: *roll out*
EPIC BATTLE: *is very epic and explodey*
MICHAEL BAY: *needs a cigarette*
OPTIMUS PRIME: You left me no choice, brother. *stuffs EVIL MEGATRON in a cage*
CAT: *innocently* Mew?
RATCHET: Might want to dab some alcohol on that.
ME: *bleeds* ;_;

So that was my morning. How is everyone else doing?

Epilogue
Fangirls: *resurrect me and give me a hot boyfriend in uniform*

Good thing: there was the most adorable little yellow lab puppy at work yesterday and today. Sweetest and playfullest and lickiest thing on the planet, omg. *schmoops* I got pictures too, 'cause I'd brought my camera in to show off my baby birdies. ^_^ So you'll see her as a bonus on my next Baaaaby Robin Report.

Bad thing: the porn company sent me a polite rejection email. Ah well, at least they didn't leave me to twist in the wind.

( And a meme from deepbluesquee, because we squeep at each other. )

It was that he realized he'd taken on too many springkink prompts and was going to die. XDDD

I'll post the master list (along with prompts that I wish I could have taken, but someone else is going to have to do it for me, hint hint) once I get confirmations. For now, I have requested fourteen, which is more than I have ever done before, and this when I might be getting a second job soon. Which I have been talked into attempting, between my flists and my mom, even though the thought of working retail again, especially in addition to the dog place, makes me want to freaking cry. I have a feeling most of these are going to be short. Especially since I don't want to stop working on my current ongoing projects in the meantime.

...look, I've got to do something irresponsible, or what's the point of being young?

In other news, one of the ladies at work has adopted an orphaned baby squirrel. He's so young his eyes haven't opened yet, and she sits at her desk and feeds him from a dropper. I got to hold him briefly.

Well, I didn't get bitten today. That's already an improvement over yesterday, but the day is still young.

(Not hard enough to leave marks, before anyone panics.)

I noticed the other day that the local Bookstore is hiring, and... gods help me, I must be desperate because I'm thinking about applying. Two jobs are enough that I could move out and support myself, right? Independence is a powerful lure! ...except, that would be it for my Internet life. No free time to chat with 'Boots of an afternoon, or write, or do silly memes. I'd be lucky if I found time to crochet or play video games. No more nap. I'm always so tired when I come home from my long day at my current job, and that's only once a week - if I have to do that every day I'd never have the energy for anything else.

I don't want to live like that, guys. Would it be worth it?

In other news, (lj)springkink is driving me crazy. So many addictive prompts! *whimper* ...see, this is why I need a sugar daddy/mama.

One thing I will say about this job - I will have lots of interesting stories to tell about it when I leave. Heh.

*huddles in shower and is not seen again for several hours*

In other news, guys, Raine Dog is seriously making me wibble. ;_;

THIS CHICK RIGHT HERE. XD

So yeah, this is March, coming in like a lion. A really cold, snowy lion. We've got about four or five inches on the ground so far and it doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. I got up early so I could be sure to make it to work on time, but the snowplows are apparently doing their thing Elsewhere so I had to call and say I'd be late. And the boss said, 'eh, just stay home.' Which, y'know, don't bother me none. The dogs and their poo will still be there tomorrow. ;P

...yeah, I'm going back to bed. *flop*