misinterpret

misinterpretations get me every time. life is good. brilliant. tiresome. fun. stressful. everything that it should be and sometimes more. sometimes, like with anything, there are moments when it gets to be a bit overwhelming. but there are many more moments when i can't believe it is actually this good. it was never my intention to give you the impression that i was unhappy, or more importantly that there was some sort pete & taryn drama. i don't really know how life could be better, even the exams aren't as much of a drag as they usually seem to be.

christmas is approaching and this afternoon i am going to watch the santa clause with tim allen and draw pictures and eat popcorn and i am very excited about it. not quite as excited as i am about the prospect of having a drawer full of clean socks and underwear, but that's a different story.

shitpants

last year.

this year:
uhh. wtf. piece of cake.

ps. seven years? med school? nursing? paramedic? social work? oh god, please don't make me talk about it.

whine

my dad poured me a glass of wine the other day. i almost enjoyed it and now my mom is happy because i might be on my way to becoming her new wine drinking buddy. so, i took it upstairs to dinner and when cassie, my favorite ten year old, offered to get me a glass of pepsi, i said no.

cassie: why not?
taryn: i'm okay having wine.
cassie: oh no. ohhh no.
taryn: what?
cassie (whispering): you're turning into an adult.

5 +1

a few things have happened recently. not many. but a few.

1. the lip ring is gone. it was a long debate to take it out during the summer and finally i decided in september that i'd had enough. no one really noticed and when they did notice they thought i had just taken it out the night before or something. i probably wouldn't have noticed either. so it's gone. sometimes i miss it. only when i see old pictures. but there are new changes coming. permanent ones, if you know what i mean.
2. i have learned how to be a good student. i think it has something to do with the current living situation and how crappy my computer has become. but i start assignments ahead of time (!!!) and still have plenty of time for six feet under. am i doing better? nah, not really. but i feel better and that's the point.
3. i don't really feel better, at least not in ways that aren't school related. but that's a whole different story and not a happening, which is the point of this list.
4. i reached the 4 year mark in terms of vegetarianism. my attitude towards vegetarianism has changed dramatically in the last year and i have a feeling that it may be close to the end of this era. i have changed a lot since november of grade 11 and there's no point in pretending that i still hold the same values i did back then. it's not fun anymore, i know that much.
5. pete and i passed the year and a half mark, which was almost forgotten then quietly celebrated. pete said "i don't think 18 months count as an official anniversary." i said "don't be a poor sport." any reason to celebrate, right? we're happy. well, i'm happy at least. he's sleeping now and the cat is too, back to back they are.
6. we'll have had the cat for one month tomorrow and he sure does think he owns the place. today he was calmer than usual and i'm learning how to deal with his tantrums. having a cat is strange when you're used to dogs and i really didn't expect him to be so needy but i'm not complaining. i just need to learn how to treat him like a cat and not like a dog.

i think that's all. maybe not. who cares? blogging is so passe. aha. just joking. i check them everyday.

jeffrey

his name is jeffrey.
he likes doors and yellow feathers.
he farts a lot. well, he gets the blame.
he is fourteen weeks old.
he watches everything.
his name was "slinky" at the spca. it suits him.

we adopted him from the spca in duncan on saturday and he's been just a barrel full of laughs ever since. he cries outside the bathroom door when you go inside, fights everything that moves, and when the time is right he crawls up into your arms and lets you cuddle him until he falls asleep or something moves that he must investigate. he watches a lot of tv. he uses his litterbox like a real champ. he doesn't claw the curtains. pete pretends he doesn't like him but i believe that secretly he does. jeffrey likes pete but he also knows that pete is the boss and therefore i excuse myself from most disciplining. sometimes i say awkward things like "it's like pete and i have a baby!" and pete scrunches up his nose but it kind of is like that.

he gets his name from a funny little story that goes something like this. one year, a few years ago, at my grandparents house, my gido was trying to get the attention of our dog, jessie. instead of calling her jessie he said "jeffrey, jeffrey!" katelyn and i thought it was the best thing ever and decided that when i lived on my own she would buy me a cat named jeffrey.

et voila.