So, I’m finally blogging, after much time of not doing so, and it’s a depressing topic.

About 15 to 20 minutes ago, at approximately quarter of 7:00 PM, the sweetest rat in the world died in my arms. Mikagami, more commonly known as simply Mika, has been with me since early November of 2001. Although a year and a half is a very short time for a rat to live, he’s led a full and happy life. He has turned the hearts of many people who were afraid of rats, and those people still speak fondly of him.

Mika is and will always be my baby. I know he returned my love because even as he was dying he did everything he could to reach me, to be with me when he passed. It’s hard for me to say goodbye, but it was his time.

To make this day truly retched when it comes to feelings, you can look at the previous entry to see that my mother’s rat, Thai, died around 7:00 AM in, from what I heard, a spectacularly bloody way. Thai has been my mother’s rat for far longer than Mika’s been mine, and they had a special bond. Thai died knowing his mother was with him and that she loves him.

When I have money to get them developed, I’ll post pictures of these two wonderful little creatures that have been such faithful companions.

Posted in loving memory of Mika and Thai.

Mum’s ratty, Thai, dies this morning. It was very not pretty. I spent the day alternately crying and being nauseous. Just when you think you’re used to death…

How about homeschooling? Sure, it requires discipline, but I think I could do it. Better than the bullshit they call public high school.

What else… Friday I head off to Montreal with the music department. If you’re a stalker living in Montreal and you see a few hundred American high schoolers walking around, run away. We’re American teens, for God’s sake. We’ll probably decimate the city in a 5-mile radius. (And ransack the place of booze, but that’s beside the point.) We get to perform in some cool places, though. Should be… fun. (Have I mentioned the mandatory fun yet? No? Consider it mentioned.)

Been drawing a bunch lately. I drew Hisoka’s back, chibi!Sephiroth talking to Jenova, some youkai chick, a poor attempt at Souryuu and Kurikara, an even poorer attempt at another chick… The Hisoka is great, mostly because I had a model. I really have trouble posing drawings naturally. (The model was fully clothed, folks. Stop giving me those looks.) Speaking of Hisoka, I had to grab manga 2 (or was it 3?) to get the curse marks right. I have his back’s curse marks somewhat memorized now. Just gotta get the front ones now…

Now I really do have nothing else to say. I love my Weasel. She puts up with my fucked-up brain. I would say that I should hug her more often, but that really isn’t physically possible. XD Don’t worry, I love everyone else too. ‘Specially my Posse.

My head hurts in a big way, and there are certain folks I am rather unhappy with at the moment. Not a happy kitty, I.

But I drew a Hisoka fanart. I only need to add in the curse marks, and then it’s done. I had to have our Hisoka cosplayer pose for me, though. I can’t draw butts. ^^;;;;

Geo: Somehow, I don’t think that’ll work. Nice try, though. ^^;;

Yanno, today was really boring. Reeeeeaally boring. Painfully boring. And this week is school spirit week. Remind me why I go to public school? Right, because Dad insists it’s a great way for me to socialize AND learn. Socialize, sure. Learn? Ha, I say. Ha. I learn more by watching pet surgery shows.

Finally, I can Social Blog!

Steph-san: *waves hand in the air* Ooh, me! Me! I get freaked out real easy! The Crimson Heads scare the crap outta me! Pick me! XD

Geo: Try convincing Neechan that swords belong in the bathroom. She won’t listen to me, despite my neato ideas for a swordtastic shelving unit. *sigh*

Moony: Yes, dresses. They’re pretty, too. XD At least I got to spend some time with my Weasel today… All vacation long, no Weasel! ‘Twas traumatic.

Nat-chan: Will scan when I am slightly less lazy. ^^;; Weasley’s mother is Satan’s bitch, and refuses to make things easy on us. My parents, of course, are wonderful. Although Dad was slightly traumetized when Weasley and I escaped to my bedroom and locked the door. XD The hilarious part is that we weren’t even doing anything. Just snuggling. I was amused. I’m so glad you like the mousie and the dresses! And remember, the first nekkid bishie on my peeji is your Maxiepoo. (When do I get to play with Chris and Ishie’s brains, hmm? I have the beginnings of a therapy plan worked out. All Max needs at first is more self-esteem and friends, which is actually more difficult than working with the others… And I’d like to meet Mr. Rapist at some point. I think I can freak him out. XD So confident, I am!)

Updated the side links, which is my way of conceding that a revamp is not, after all, anywhere near happening. I remain convinced that my page will be revamped soon, though.

Spent the latter half of the day with Weasley, playing KH. And eating the baby. Mm, nummy.

School tomorrow. Blech.

I am pleased to announce that Tsuzuki has had ZERO weight gain since yesterday. I have yet to weigh Max, but I expect similar results. I’ll weigh them again tomorrow to make sure, but I am muchly relieved. (Yes, there would be a significant change in weight over a 24-hour period. Mouse gestation is only about two weeks long.)

Everything is quiet today. I have no idea where anyone is, and even the mice are just sitting quietly. I dreamt about school last night. It was oddly reassuring. No more dead bodies! Yay!

Weasley was supposed to come over yesterday, but she got roped into sitting her baby brother. That was at 4. Apparently she ended up sitting him for the entire rest of the day. Fucking parents. I want to spend time with my girlfriend. *kicks Weasley’s parents in the shins*

The cat scratch on my hand from the con has officially scarred. I am amused. It really wasn’t much of a scratch at all. I just scar easily.

Not much else to talk about. I finished a few dress designs for Nat-san’s character, which is more alarming than it sounds. “Lisette-chan, designing dresses?! What has the world come to?!” But it gets better! The dresses are for a boy, and thus had to be designed with the male physique in mind. I scrapped two designs because they wouldn’t look good on a guy. However, the Veronica-style Elizabethian dress works nicely, as does the Chi-style bondage dress. I think there was another Chi-style dress that was workable… Yes, and it has a false bodice. ‘Tis very nice. Fluffy and white and pink.

If you are alarmed by my sudden Hokuto-like descent into costuming, be alarmed not. For I have reached further into the depths of Heck to bring you…

Interior Decorating with Swordage. Booyaka.

Dreamed about more dead bodies last night. It was really graphic, but oddly not disturbing. I had to hide from evil people with guns. The guns were scary. And at one point there were some people with me, on my side and all, and we had to get the evil people before they got us… And we had some fairly low-caliber guns with us and managed to pick off a few guys, and then we snuck up so we could pick up their semi-autos, and I ended up having to use one of my friends as a shield while I mowed down the commanding officer person. I was sad, and I apologized to his bullet-riddled corpse. Yeah, it was an odd dream. Makes me wonder if I would actually do that in real life. Yanno, sacrifice a friend so I could live. I guess it would depend entirely on how close the friend is. My Posse, for example, would get put before me. Family gets put before me. Neechan gets put before everyone else. Steph-san gets put before me. Hmm… Who else… No one I can think of, really. I have weird priorities, I suppose. And very weird dreams.

It seems that Tsuzuki is pregnant after all. Max might be too, which made Nat-chan’s day. XD Max is named after her avatar, yanno. Well, we’ll know for sure in a few days. I’m weighing them daily, starting today, so that should help determine whether or not they’re preggers. *sniffle* Tsuzuki, how could you do that with Muraki?!

Hmm, what else is going on… I’m terribly bored and sick of cleaning. I have to clean my clothes, clean myself, clean the dishes, clean the kitchen… Okay, not that much cleaning, but it’s annoying. I should clean my room. *stares at the unnavigable mountains of junk* Wow, it’s just like climbing Mount Everest! With just as high a possibility of dying! XD

I have the coolest Winamp skin of Doctor Ni from Saiyuki. He disturbs me muchly, and his bunny is more disturbing than he, but it’s a cool skin. You wouldn’t think that shade of orange would go with anything, but it looks great. Bizarre.

Is anyone else disturbed by my dream? And I didn’t even mention the piles of bloody, rotting bodies I had to climb over, nor the tension and fear as we navigated the woods, knowing that we could be shot down at any moment… It was freakily realistic. Much more real than most dreams. Fortunately, it was somewhat like an action movie, so I’m not worrying that it’s a prophetic dream.

Ah! I almost forgot to mention! The test came back normal, so I am tumor-free! Now I get to have people poke at my private parts to see if they can figure out what’s wrong. Joy. (Jeez, I’d rather have the tumor.)

I feel rather odd today. Been reading too much good X fanfiction, I suppose. Overdosed on Seishirou or some such. One can only take so much emotionless, manipulative bastard, yanno? And there were Tree-san fics! Slightly disturbing Tree-san fics, but very nice.

So, um, boring day today. I should do laundry and stuff. Yeah. Cleaning is proceeding, albeit slowly. I’ve been listening to music on my headphones (which are broken in several places, but they’re such good headphones! They’re a piece of electrical equipment that doesn’t hate me!) and re-discovered the whispered lines in Shining Collection. They startled me. ^^;;

Speaking of electrical equipment, I got the urge last night to re-read Nat-chan’s Instific, so I pulled out Laptop and started testing floppies to see which one had the story on it. Keep in mind that the floppy drive was dying anyway. Well, to make a boring story short, I performed emergency surgery on the poor dear and now have to find veeeery small screwdrivers so I can put it back together and see if I broke it. (Since I’ve never poked at the insides of a floppy drive before, I may well have. But it was broken anyhow, so no biggie. I parted emotionally with Laptop a while ago.) Hey, worst comes to worst, I can try the other floppy drive I have lying around in my room. (Yes, my room is decorated with random machinery. I find it amusing.)

The mice are doing well. They were all curled up together this morning in the most adorable fashion. Ah, I forgot to tell ya’ll! I have two new mice: One is aguti with a white tip on her tail, and the other is white with random grey-brown patches. So now Valkyrie, Tsuzuki, and Max all live happily together! (A crazed catgirl, a genki Shinigami, and a paralyzed psycho. …Figures.) Tsuzuki is infinitely cuddleable. Kinda like ?-chan, actually. I wish I could breed them…

Figures. When I write an entry about how well my pets are doing, Mum’s ratty gets a massive infection. He’s staying overnight at the vet’s to get his foot lanced and antibiotics via injection. He might die from anesthesia, from the infection, from having to be put to sleep, etc. ‘Tis a sad house today. But! I will get a mouse after dinner. I am pleased.

I wanna talk to Weasley. Phone!

Which monkey are you?
Another pointless diversion from Bijouriel

Odd. Particularly since last night I dreamt that I killed a guy in a club. And I enjoyed it. …Yes, I am a sociopath. Whee!

Weasley: YAY!! You’re here! I love you bunches, Schnookums. XD But the thing is, whenever I call your place, your mother picks up, and then she never tells you I called because (as we have determined) she thinks she can subvert our relationship by not relaying calls. Little does she know that it only causes more intense dislike of her. And a more intense need to devour human flesh. Mm, mm, good! XD So to make this long story short, I never get a hold of you when I call. So you have to call me, because when my family doesn’t tell me about a call it really is an accident. And I’ve been the only one picking up the phone lately. And stuff. Moo!

Tatsumi: Scan your pictures, damnit! I need incentive to update. …While we’re at it, anyone want to write HTML for my new layout? It’s just frames… Evil satanic frames… But I forgot how to do frames (not to mention that they were self-taught in the first place and I never learned them properly), so it’ll be a pain in the ass if I want to do it myself. The images are all set and cut up properly and everything, so it’s just a matter of HTML. Thingy. Yeah.

I cleaned my mice’s cages and discovered that Valkyrie is a lonely little mouse. She’s been pulling out her hair, so I decided that I need to get around to getting her a friend. I tried to pick her up, but she really didn’t like that idea. Unlike ?-chan, who is very snuggly despite being held infrequently. Ah, how I wish he could have children… They’d be so cute, too! He has a golden overcoat and a grey-blue undercoat and he’s soft as Heerobear! And they’d have great personalities. *snuggles ?-chan*

Spoony Bard is doing fine, too. He’s such a freaking big hamster! He’s gotten pretty good about being petted, but I’m wary of him still. I let him sniff my hand the other day and he scraped his teeth on me. I think that was more of a “is it edible?” taste than an actual bite, but it was kinda scary. I don’t like being bitten.

Alright, on to more serious things. Yanno how I theoretically may have a tumor? Well, the test results don’t come in until Monday, and I’m majorly stressing about it. I brushed it off at first, and it’s pretty obvious that if I do have a tumor it’s benign (I mean, I’ve been having this problem for three or four years. If I were gonna die, I’d be buried by now), but I’m still stressing. We have ratties and mice. I’ve seen tumors in pretty much every form. Dark had a tumor that ended up being as big as her before she started slowing down and had to be put to sleep. Tumors are scary. I don’t want a tumor. *shiver*

Now, mind you, I don’t actually think I have a tumor. My potassium and calcium levels are normal, which leads me to think that the important stuff will be fine. But then, what is it? All my tests are normal or only slightly above normal, and this was pretty much our last guess, other than the mysterious Polycistic Ovarian Syndrome. There is no explanation for my facial hair. *sigh* This is what I get for boasting that I got all the good genes of the family. (But even if this turns out to be some horrible thing, I’ll still have gotten the better genes. My family has screwy genes.) Ah, karma, how I despise you.

Now that I’m done my whining, off I go to eat and clean! And then hopefully get a mousie.

Nyar, I say! I am in a pleased mood today, despite having much housework to do. And despite friction in the household caused by the only present male member. Why is it that whenever Dad goes off on a business trip, my brother finds it necessary to piss everyone off and claim it was an accident? I despise him. I refuse to pretend otherwise any more. Dar, how I despise him.

But this does not ruin my glee! Nay, it augments it! No idea why. I watched my pet surgery. Ah, how I missed my pet surgery. But a puppy died! I was sad. I cried. ;_;

I’m learning how to type in Japanese with the program thingy that Dad installed on here. See, I can write in ひらがな！Yay for me.

Hmm. Not much to say today. I keep wanting to write, but I can’t think of what to say. I want more Hikaru no Go. I would also like to learn how to play go. It looks like lotsa fun.

I’ll be scanning things soon, I promise. Including the Sephy comission, which is nummy and delicious. But I’m putting a watermark on that cuz it’s mine, and I don’t want anyone to touch it. Mine, I say! Yes, I am greedy. My Sephy. No touchy.

What to do today? Clean, yes, but that only lasts so long. I would like to get out of the house, but I don’t know if Neechan wants to go out, and that would kinda limit my wanderings. Maybe my Weasel is around… I can eat her baby brother! Yummy! XD Ah, children. Tastes like veal.