Work and Mood Lighting

While I'm a lazier than a lump on a log, and don't have a real job, I did actually put forth more effort than waking up and logging onto the computer today. (Probably because my mum hid the lap-top) I got my room all nice and semi-presentable today. Pretty much it was just picking up and sorting through my plethora of clothes, but I have a lot of clothes. (Thrift-stores are amazing) That and trying to put all my journals, drawings, and pictures into a less frowzy heap. I still have a corner or two to go, but I'm fairly sure I can get that tidied away in not too much time. I want to get a little bookshelf to go under my bed-side table, because I'm always reading books right before I go to bed, and I normally either shove them on top of my dresser (Which barely has room to spare) or on the ground by my bed (Also, very little room to spare) perhaps having a little place for them would keep that space from getting so crazy.
It was a bit chilly today, and really windy, so my windows had to stay closed. The wind wreaks havoc on all the papers in my room and on my walls. Plus it makes my door rattle which creeps me the freak out, because my door also rattles when people (or my cats) approach it. It's like there's someone always at my door! D : (lol my first emoticon. Be prepared for more)
Oh and on the Kendra front (Yes this again) seeing as I got my room cleaned she can come over, which excites me to no end. Even if nothing happens I'm sure we'll still have a good time. I'm probably going to spend the rest of this evening and all of tomorrow fretting, speculating, planning, primping, preparing, and generally working myself up over weather or not to straighten or curl my hair and other stupid things like that. I still need to get my hands on some duct tape to make a nifty canopy type-thing and to hang up some more christmas lights. (they make really sexy mood lighting when used inside) X3
Just so you all know my room would make a mag-pie cream it's birdie panties. I really like collecting pretty things and putting them up everywhere. Not to mention my room always smells nice, because I burn these fantastic incense. (If you have a local Vitamin cottage- Now called natural grocers- they are the ones in the big box that normally sell for 10 a dollar) If smoking didn't smell so terrible I'd be more likely to take it up. (Though of course there's still that narsty little lung-cancer bit) I guess that's all for today.



~Tentacle cats think mood-lighting and incense are uber sexy

Aha, tentacles

Woo first post-thing.
I guess this is just another one of those "Ohhay listen to my life plz" Blogs. I guess I don't really expect anyone to pay it much heed any whoo.
Well I guess a bit about me.

My internet alias is Kitty Vernesse. You can address me as such. (If you ever do) I'm 15 and female. (You may have deduced that one already) My interests include Drawing, photography, singing, "fashion", writing (obviously), reading, and the human mentality. At the moment I figure I'm either going to be a sociologist, forensic psychologist, or designer of some sort. I'm almost the very rare breed of "female nerd" but I'm not to good at video games. The only one I've ever completed is Katamari Damacy. But I do still like learning about video games and such. I'm a bit of a japaniphile, never fear though, I'm not a weaboo or annoying fan-girl or anything like that. I just enjoy Japan's culture and fashion (and comics). Speaking of comics, I'm addicted to those if the web variety. I watch about 15 at the moment.
Oh, and of course, I have a thing for tentacles. (And cats)

I guess what you can expect from this is some rants, a few comics, a dash of self loathing, some attempts at humor, and basically the more interesting aspects of my life. Which right now happen to be carpet cleaning and romance issues. Prepare to be enthralled kiddies!
So, as above might suggest we had our carpets cleaned today, which always bothers me a bit because I feel like I shouldn't be walking anywhere, and I roam around my house a lot. I was even trapped in my basement for a while, because the carpet cleaning guy was working on the stairs and I had gone down to get my phone. It wasn't anything dire of course but it was still weird. Does anyone else notice how a lot of domestic maintenance(?) people try to teach you life lessons in the short time they're in your house? (This probably only applies to the teenagers like me) This guy said something about keeping things clean and being nice to my mum. Mind you I am not a very angsty teenager, and my mom and I get along very well, especially considering I'm in the thick of puberty and she's in the early clutches of menopause. Then when we still had a cleaning lady she tried to get me to clean up me room. (She cleaned it once when she wasn't supposed to and re-organized all of my stuff and tried to throw things of mine away. Luckily she used my wicked bag as a trash bag so I was able to recover missing items and drawings) I bet jesus has been working as a carpet cleaner for years and is trying to pass on his teachings house by house. Wouldn't that be hilarious?
Anywho, onto the romance type thing.
Guh, there is a hell of a lot of back story going on with this ordeal. But, the long and short of it is I have a friend, her name is Kendra, and I have a major "thing" for her. (I'm bi/curious/I don't know what the fuck) We flirt a lot, but that's just how most of my friends and acquaintances act around each other. (Just look at the groups in your school, you'll find at least one bunch of people like this) Of course I'm not sure if she likes or if she is just my friend, once again that whole everyone flirts with everyone thing. Lately I've been working up my courage to tell her how I feel (Oh lord I feel so cliched) and she's coming over to my house this thursday for a sleepover. I'm fairly excited, This is the first time she's been over without a bunch of other friends as well. This either will result in very good things or very terrible things.
I'm pretty sure that's all the drama and suspense my life has to offer today so I guess that's the end of that.

~Remember! Always keep your tentacle rape prevention kit on-hand! You never know when those buggers will strike!