Cydniey Buffers (cydniey) wrote,
Cydniey Buffers
cydniey

so he's always got a bed with my tummy

i've been up an hour. rewritten one poem, written two more from off the top of my head for contests. it's been a good day. but really, who the hell else is on allpoetry this early in the morning? i guess it's getting late in the east. and in the middle east, it's night, so really, what am i talking about?

oh wow, there's this kid on tv i want to adopt. he is a ginger, so he has no soul, perfect for doc and i. he's skinny with buzzed hair, big, thick glasses and big teeth, almost bucked. he is SO CUTE! if i could have a kid that cute, i may have a kid. again, what am i talking about? i'm too old to have a kid, finally. that ship has sailed, i don't have to put up with anymore shit from the pro-breeding lobby. sorry, kids, didn't want kids. now it's over. i mean i could have a kid, biologically, but i've learned a lesson from other women breeding at my age, birth defects are too common and all too often it's something you can't see in the womb. no thank you. i raised special needs siblings, not doing it with my own. sorry. again, that ship has sailed. when i was twelve.

i've also been able to determine that Jack is not at the pound. remember Jack? it's been a year since he ran away. yeah. so it's been a year since doc had his own bed. he's been couch surfing and sleeping in my bed and on the floor for a year now. but hey! we have a dining room table! we can't use it because all my art stuff is on it. when it next warms up, i will set it all up in the garage studio. i have so much work still to do out there, but i can get my art stuff set up on one of the worktables and still have the other one for unpacking and organizing. it's time to think about getting a chair out there. i swear, spring and spring cleaning and the flea market can't come soon enough. we need so much random furniture. and we have to look at getting a new couch. when we get rid of the fucking bugs. we've cut them down to a couple of nests here and there that we get. and then the spring up somewhere else. but it's not an all out infestation where every time you hold still there is a bug crawling on you. so we've almost won.

i really need to cut my nails today. i can't type for shit.

if i had a dollar for every time i said that on here, i daresay i could put doc and the cats up in a hotel and call in an exterminator.

if you've never heard of Me First and the Gimme Gimmes, and you like classic adult contemporary (how's that for a fucked up market term?) and punk-ish . . . you must try this. punk covers of "Mandy" and "Sweet Caroline". i highly recommend it. and not just because i am high. they are really good. a bit monotonous after a while, but every so often, really nice.

time to straighten my hair!

nope, didn't need to straighten my hair. i brushed it out and it looked good. it's only me and doc seeing it, so it doesn't need to be perfect. just presentable.

ack, i'm a poetry writing fiend! i'm just going through the list of contests, there's a whole page of them, i'm going through the ones that end today (instant gratification). and i'm entering each one that inspires me just a little. i just entered one where to enter, you have to comment on and vote for the other contestants. so i did that. it was cool to judge. my own little contest is going along swimmingly. i think it will be easy to judge, some people seem to grasp the concept of what i want better than others.

i had to go in a rewrite a poem i entered in a contest yesterday because i got some comments on it and the people reading it clearly were not getting it. so i tried to add to it to make the voices clearer, i don't know if i succeeded. i'll know later today after more people have gotten out of bed and stumbled over to their computers.

i really need to stop fucking around here and get to work. i slept for a couple of hours. curled up with Chewy and Felix. Chewy is a little thing, but he has a lot of body heat, and when he curls up with me, i get instantly warm. so he's always got a bed with my tummy.
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