I got in trouble on my parrot's blog (let me reiterate: ON MY PARROT'S BLOG!) for using the word mongoloid to refer to an Amazon parrot we are adopting and my parrot's take on it. It was meant as humor and actually in my defense I probably meant to use the word troglodyte but whatever. I was told shame for using that word. It made me so mad because for a minute I felt like someone wasn't telling me off they were telling off my parrot. Then I remembered that she can't type. Once I separated my personality from hers it was just funny. Seriously people don't you have something better to do than censor parrot blogs.
This whole thing is even funnier because I didn't actually know this was a slang term for Down's Syndrome I thought it was just slang for idiot. J, who works with the developmentally challenged (which makes it even funnier that I am some anti-Down's racist or something-clearly I make him detox before he can come home from work in case it's catching) actually told me that mongoloid was the term used by the Organization for the Mentally Retarded and Developmentally Disabled (OMRDD) for Down's until 1965 when the Mongol embassy asked it not to be used. So really my problem is just using outdated labels not wrong ones. Jesus.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Dreaming.
I keep having these horrible dreams of baby animals. Usually kittens with their brains hanging out of their heads or stuck and frozen to death in those big ice chests outside of gas stations but sometimes baby parrots. Ugh. Not sure how this relates to my PTSD, am I the kitten? Is it totally random?
It's not making for fun nap time and definitely the reason I have insomnia, it's not so much I can't sleep often it's I really don't want to go through another dream like that. The best nights are the ones I can't remember my dreams but those are few and far between.
So I'm still up. I usually spend until 4 or 5am reading with Bunzor nesting in my lap, she's cuddlier than our really overly bonded cats if that's even possible. She's really funny, she knows the bird room (where my computer is) is my 'warren' and off limits so she will lay stretched out across the doorway or sit at the edge of the doorway looking at me accusingly. She's only not allowed in because there are computer cables and so she doesn't find some parrot food to nibble on and get sick though I compulsively vacuum in here there's always a nugget to be found. She also has this fun habit of going under the parrot cage and bonking her head on the floor of it making a metallic gong sound over and over. Funny but annoying. Mostly funny.
I'm kicking myself for missing this seemingly great rehome Amazon parrot someone posted on a forum I belong to. She sounded perfect but I was too late. The story of my life, whine whine whine. Maybe that's why I woke up from my scary bird dream today, should have checked the forum earlier. Poo. J really wants an Amazon. Oh well we will find him one when the stars are aligned properly but with an Amazon I really would rather have a rescued adult with its personality already showing instead of playing Amazon roulette with a baby.
That is all.
It's not making for fun nap time and definitely the reason I have insomnia, it's not so much I can't sleep often it's I really don't want to go through another dream like that. The best nights are the ones I can't remember my dreams but those are few and far between.
So I'm still up. I usually spend until 4 or 5am reading with Bunzor nesting in my lap, she's cuddlier than our really overly bonded cats if that's even possible. She's really funny, she knows the bird room (where my computer is) is my 'warren' and off limits so she will lay stretched out across the doorway or sit at the edge of the doorway looking at me accusingly. She's only not allowed in because there are computer cables and so she doesn't find some parrot food to nibble on and get sick though I compulsively vacuum in here there's always a nugget to be found. She also has this fun habit of going under the parrot cage and bonking her head on the floor of it making a metallic gong sound over and over. Funny but annoying. Mostly funny.
I'm kicking myself for missing this seemingly great rehome Amazon parrot someone posted on a forum I belong to. She sounded perfect but I was too late. The story of my life, whine whine whine. Maybe that's why I woke up from my scary bird dream today, should have checked the forum earlier. Poo. J really wants an Amazon. Oh well we will find him one when the stars are aligned properly but with an Amazon I really would rather have a rescued adult with its personality already showing instead of playing Amazon roulette with a baby.
That is all.
Depression.
Oh I forgot but now that I feel better I am reminded that I got to go through the fun withdrawal side effect of 3 days of depression when I stopped taking Seroquel (which I think I mentioned I had to taper myself off even though my prescribing nurse told me just to stop taking). That was fun. So far both the drugs she gave me made me depressed at one point or another. Thanks. Never knew what depression felt like before this. I feel so cosmopolitan now.
More bun.
Looks like we'll be getting our new bun on or after the 11th. Sigh. I have a picture of the litter to tide me over.
Still haven't heard about whether the red sided eclectus eggs have hatched from the ekkie breeder.
I hate the waiting game.
All of Puffle's kittens are doing well, three weeks old now and starting to attempt running and playing. They have little fish teeth now too and their ears are almost up. I moved them from their basket to the closet of the bird room so they have lots of space to terrorize each other and mom. The one with the cloudy eye looks like he must have been scratched somehow, though his pupil and iris are developing behind the mark I am not sure he's going to see well out of that eye. I put a scratching post in with them and sometimes catch one hanging sideways or upside down halfway up.
Saw our nurse friend on Sunday at a cookout, I barely had time to tell her my medication woes before she told me to go to another prescribing doctor. She also told me about some of the other bad things about the medications I had already tried and NOT to take Depakote and reminded me I wasn't a guinea pig which was helpful to hear from someone else. She said it was great to see me out and doing so well and obviously I just needed to find a doctor that didn't have a bias against benzos. Yep, wish me luck with that, maybe I should dye my hair blond and get some J Crew for my next visit so I don't look like an addict or addict to be.
Speaking of which I need to redye my hair, my indigo is fading out so I just look like I have auburny brown hair, yuck. I think I need four or five more applications before it stays dark. Four or five more stinky applications. At least they aren't carcinogenic applications though.
It's raining like ass today, every day I can remember recently and I have to go to the post office to get stamps. I used to like walking in the rain.
God damn it I forgot to take my klonopin AGAIN. What is wrong with me? I guess nothing since I keep forgetting. I need to tattoo a picture of a pill on the back of my hand or something. At least blogging reminds me to take it so that's good.
Oh well soggy or not I must hike.
Still haven't heard about whether the red sided eclectus eggs have hatched from the ekkie breeder.
I hate the waiting game.
All of Puffle's kittens are doing well, three weeks old now and starting to attempt running and playing. They have little fish teeth now too and their ears are almost up. I moved them from their basket to the closet of the bird room so they have lots of space to terrorize each other and mom. The one with the cloudy eye looks like he must have been scratched somehow, though his pupil and iris are developing behind the mark I am not sure he's going to see well out of that eye. I put a scratching post in with them and sometimes catch one hanging sideways or upside down halfway up.
Saw our nurse friend on Sunday at a cookout, I barely had time to tell her my medication woes before she told me to go to another prescribing doctor. She also told me about some of the other bad things about the medications I had already tried and NOT to take Depakote and reminded me I wasn't a guinea pig which was helpful to hear from someone else. She said it was great to see me out and doing so well and obviously I just needed to find a doctor that didn't have a bias against benzos. Yep, wish me luck with that, maybe I should dye my hair blond and get some J Crew for my next visit so I don't look like an addict or addict to be.
Speaking of which I need to redye my hair, my indigo is fading out so I just look like I have auburny brown hair, yuck. I think I need four or five more applications before it stays dark. Four or five more stinky applications. At least they aren't carcinogenic applications though.
It's raining like ass today, every day I can remember recently and I have to go to the post office to get stamps. I used to like walking in the rain.
God damn it I forgot to take my klonopin AGAIN. What is wrong with me? I guess nothing since I keep forgetting. I need to tattoo a picture of a pill on the back of my hand or something. At least blogging reminds me to take it so that's good.
Oh well soggy or not I must hike.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Bun-mania.
I seem to have gone bun crazy after seeing how enchanting and fun Bunzor has been since we let her free roam the house (except the bedroom). I found a breeder nearby who has Mini Rex kits and also breeds Netherland Dwarf rabbits. May have to beg/drag J to go see them on Sunday. Mini Rex are just a little smaller than Bunzor who's a Mini Lop and weighs in at 3.6 pounds. And softer. Who knew there were degrees of bunny softness. If I backyard breed (I know so bad but baby bunnnnnies!) they would be soft and floppy. Just sayin'. Probably we'll let them settle in and neuter the new boy (if we find one we like).
We just gave Bunzor's old cage away too, smart. Maybe I'll keep Newbun in the spare parrot cage for a few weeks. Bunzor has been my happy lap bun every night when I am up late reading. She will not leave me alone and refuses to be ignored. She hops all over me on the sofa and pulls on my sleeve until I resume petting her if I've had the audacity to stop. Other than a few stray territory marking pellets when first released into the wilds of our home she uses the different litter boxes for the cats like a champ, other than showing them to her I never trained her to, she's a smartie.
I think the breeder has blue, lilac and chocolate Mini Rex kits and a lot of black older bucks (6+ months). Probably would be best to get a baby though for introduction and bonding with us as well as Bunzor. I don't think the older ones are house bunnies or handled like pets, could be wrong. Don't think the babies will be ready to go this weeekend though and she's out of town until mid-July. Maybe I can beg. We got Bunzor at 5 weeks which is too early but it's like getting kittens at 5 weeks, you know you shouldn't but if you have experience socializing the world doesn't end. Well hasn't so far. Could be ending due to my underage kitten rescuing. How would I know? Dun dun dun.
Well now I've freaked myself out and that reminds me I forgot AGAIN to take my meds this morning, gah.
We just gave Bunzor's old cage away too, smart. Maybe I'll keep Newbun in the spare parrot cage for a few weeks. Bunzor has been my happy lap bun every night when I am up late reading. She will not leave me alone and refuses to be ignored. She hops all over me on the sofa and pulls on my sleeve until I resume petting her if I've had the audacity to stop. Other than a few stray territory marking pellets when first released into the wilds of our home she uses the different litter boxes for the cats like a champ, other than showing them to her I never trained her to, she's a smartie.
I think the breeder has blue, lilac and chocolate Mini Rex kits and a lot of black older bucks (6+ months). Probably would be best to get a baby though for introduction and bonding with us as well as Bunzor. I don't think the older ones are house bunnies or handled like pets, could be wrong. Don't think the babies will be ready to go this weeekend though and she's out of town until mid-July. Maybe I can beg. We got Bunzor at 5 weeks which is too early but it's like getting kittens at 5 weeks, you know you shouldn't but if you have experience socializing the world doesn't end. Well hasn't so far. Could be ending due to my underage kitten rescuing. How would I know? Dun dun dun.
Well now I've freaked myself out and that reminds me I forgot AGAIN to take my meds this morning, gah.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Dear Mr. George R.R. Martin,
Can you please finish the next Song of Ice and Fire book? I have been waiting like 10 years. Please do not force me to read some drivel like the Twilight series. Please. Do not take offense but I cannot read your first four books another time. I had to stop at 30 re-readings. Sorry. I have committed them to memory. I could probably do interpretive dance to the chapters now. If I wanted. Which would be a little wrong and bad. But I could. You are a bad man for making me wait so long. But I love you and your writing is GOD.
Sincerely,
Me
p.s. I saw the series is going to be made into a video game. Thanks. I'll just sit here patiently until 2011. You did hear the world is supposed to end in 2012 right? Just sayin'. At least I'll get a good year of playing in.
Sincerely,
Me
p.s. I saw the series is going to be made into a video game. Thanks. I'll just sit here patiently until 2011. You did hear the world is supposed to end in 2012 right? Just sayin'. At least I'll get a good year of playing in.
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