~jivu

So two of my cats had kittens within two days of each other. And they're sisters. And for some reason, they decided that it would be good if they piled them all together and cooperated with taking care of them and all. So we have two kitties in a closet taking care of 11 kittens, and they'll nurse any of them, regardless of who they actually belong to. It's pretty cute. Really cute. But man. Eleven kittens. That's a lot o_o;

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Haha, yeah. Running short on funding for living, so I thought I'd try a few commissions, if anyone's interested :3

So April is living- fancy that.
Anyway. Job at the new movie theatre is working out well- got the promotion I was expecting, and the people are turning out to be pretty cool, if not entirely crazy. I fit right in x_x
Butyes. April + small movie theatre + lots of free time + other crazy people = CONCESSION TRAY BOX FORT.
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Is that not the most amazing thing you've ever seen? All made of little cardboard concession trays. And I cut up one of my old red shirts and made a flag x)
My cat Bambi had two kittens about a week ago, fat and cute as ever. And then she sat on one and killed her the other day o_x One kitten left.
Annnnnddd. I'm finally starting up on pet portrait commissions-- If anyone's seriously interested, note me.
AND THERE IS MY LIFE ALL IN A PARAGRAPH OR SO.

Happy holidays. My job screwed me over and I now work at a little ghetto theatre instead of the nice big exciting one. AND NOW I HAVE OODLES OF TIME TO ETCH A SKETCH IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED.
Anywho.
ENJOY YOUR HOLIDAYS PLZ K?

So. I've been instructed to "not stress out"... Anyway. I was at work yesterday, and my sister called me in tears. Apparently, my mother's car had been found somewhere, left running, and she was nowhere to be found. So we came home to the police all over the place, searching for 'foul play'... Nothing was found, but then they were told over the radio that she was in the hospital, and had had a stroke. So of course, we panicked. And after a good deal of stress and worry, we found out that she wasn't even IN the hospital at all. But there was another person with the exact same name there. Turns out, my mom was just retarded, left her car running, turned off her phone, and went with her friend to get her hair cut. Granted, this is like... the best of all possible outcomes. But ugh. It sent us for quite a spin. But then my mom went off and got mad that we worried! And that "we called the police"... UGH.