| Saturday, September 17th, 2005 |
| 1:50 am |
oK... So Heather and I made our first attempt to create an online quiz. We plan on going back to add some more questions, but this is what we've created so far! (And this is what I got after putting in random answers!)
The Crazy One
You scored 64 ready for a reality show! |
| We're counting on your crazy stunts to get us to the top. Who cares if you break an arm or get arrested on the way, You're Awesome!!! |
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 99% on Drunkness |
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You scored higher than 99% on Sexiness |
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You scored higher than 99% on Personality |
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You scored higher than 99% on Logical |
| Current Mood:  calm |
| Wednesday, September 7th, 2005 |
| 1:20 am |
Sooooo.... You're going to tell me that you were doing something behind my back... Then you were arrested for it... Then you tell me that your girlfriend never did it... Bullshit. Now the only time I see you, it's her her... AND YOU'RE BOTH TWACKED. You're not going to the college you were accepted to... You're not passing your drug tests... And you think that I don't know? FUCK YOU. Today was a day of disappointments. Today was boring. Today was a waste. But there's tomorrow. I don't that it could be any more exciting than today, but at least it's there. There's still potential for good news. And there's potential that I'll make a few bucks. Maybe it will be sunny with a cool breeze. Maybe people will stop coming into our room. STOP IT. Today was my own personal "FUCK IT-Day"!! Horaaaaaay! I love Sage. -CaTT- Current Mood:  FUCK ITCurrent Music: I'll Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do THAT) |
| Sunday, September 4th, 2005 |
| 3:23 pm |
Hurricane Victims In Need
Just last night I had a customer, a very interesting woman and her friend, and as conversation went along I found out they the women found some housing for some victims from hurricane Katrina. They're housing a family of 7, and a family of 9. But they need a little help with clothing and furniture (mostly beds). If anyone would like to help in ANY WAY POSSIBLE, please email me at CattYasson@yahoo.com. You could also leave a post of somesort on this page, but it's more likely for me to get the email before anything else. |
| Friday, September 2nd, 2005 |
| 1:50 am |
Current Mood:  tired |
| Sunday, August 28th, 2005 |
| 2:27 pm |
So I think that Heathers birthday was fun. We cruised...listened to some good music...ate some good Italian food...remembered the good old days (the 20's was a blast). Now to study for real estate. Then back to RL. recooperation -Catt- Current Mood: RecooperationCurrent Music: This Place Is Close to My Heart - Melanie O'Reily |
| Saturday, August 27th, 2005 |
| 12:44 am |
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| Friday, August 26th, 2005 |
| 1:51 am |
I gots a new laptop. Wireless net work. Nice. Now I can look up porn whenever I want! Current Mood: drained |
| Monday, August 15th, 2005 |
| 1:58 pm |
There's a skeeter on my peter. Wack it off! Current Mood:  giddy |
| Saturday, March 5th, 2005 |
| 3:47 pm |
YAHOOOOO!
This has to be one of the dumbest little picture quizzes that I have ever done. But whenever I need to laugh out loud I can look at this very odd looking dildo and say YAHOOOOO! Current Mood:  amused |
| Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005 |
| 8:28 pm |
Home again, home again.
I had a good time in Panama with my mom and Heather. We spent much of the time drinking champagne, wine, and vodka. It was too cold to actually get into a bathing suit and go out on the beach, but there was a heated outside pool, a really nasty hot tub, in the room there was a big jacuzzie tub, and Club LaVela. The first night we were at the club it was packed. I danced with a guy to whom I referred to as Gilligan. I thought that it would be funny. I even saw him at Walmart the next day. And the second night that we went, Heather and I spent pretty much all of our time listening to a really good cover band. I met them, and they ended up dedicating a song to me, and drug me up on stage. I didn't really do anything by stand with my hands in my pockets at first, then the guitarist handed me his guitar and I held it while he did his little solo. Much fun. One of the last days we were there I went to the tatoo parlor that I went to last year and they touched up my tatoo for free. And the owner sold me a belly ring with a kickass lil' kitten on it for $10 and a card with his name on it, on which he wrote "50% off next piercing". So I totatlly need to go back there one day and get something pierced. Got some good news today. My friend Joe is going to go on tour with The Nile this year. They're going to tour the US and Europe. *jumps in excitement for Joe* "I'm hungry, let's get a taco." - Mr. White Current Mood:  good |
| Sunday, February 20th, 2005 |
| 6:58 pm |
Don't cry over spilt wine.
This weekend a very special friendship was restored for and "old tripod".
We laughed.
We told stories.
We Got Drunk.
And I peed myself.
Actually I just spilt wine all over.
But anyway...it was awesome.
Catt. Current Mood: content |
| Saturday, February 12th, 2005 |
| 3:03 pm |
I'm not good at making toast. No, not at all. Or pouring milk...carrying milk...or drinking milk. Infact, I suck at this human stuff. I must find a way to return to my true feline bodess. It's hard to keep from licking my crotch in public. "My mind is sharp and strong." Catt. |
| Monday, February 7th, 2005 |
| 1:08 am |
I was on the verge of a nice, long entry. My concentration is now broken. There's a big ass water beetle walkin' around just a few feet away from me, my brother is freaking out because he's depressed and he can't sleep or something, I don't know. I heard loud banging noises and him screaming about this and that. I hate it when people IM me, and have no intent of having a real conversation. For example: Someone from high school randomly messages me. I was interested in seeing how she was doing, what she was doing, school, work, etc etc...so I ask "CattYasson: What are you doing now'a days?" They replied with "UserName: just school and hanging out". That's something you reply with when you haven't talked in a few days, maybe a couple of weeks. Sorry, I'll get over it. Why does he get to break stuff? Why does he cry? Why does he get to throw fits at nearly one in the morning and keep every one else awake? Why is he on anti-depressants? Why does mom still cook everything for him, and wait on him hand and foot? Why doesn't he have a job? Why can't I be his friend? Why can't he be my friend? Why does he make me cry? And I feel really bad right now, because I'm talking to someone that I'm friends with, not great friends with, but still friends with, and has had a rough couple of years. And he's actually trying to give me that IM conversation. I know he looks up to me for advise and input. I just don't feel like giving it. I'm questioning everything. I feel like a bitch. I should stop talking to him, but I'm kind of enjoying just asking him questions. I guess it's the fact that he's only 17 years old. And it just sounds like he's upset about things that he shouldn't be upset about. One thing that ALWAYS bugs the shit outta me is when people his age are afraid that they're going to be alone forever...as in not find that "special someone". There's more, but I'm done venting about that. Great. I have work at 11 and now I'm basically on "watch duty" to makes sure that he doesn't try to run out of the house past curfew again. Down in the ice fucking cold basement. At lease I'll be "cooled off" by the morning...hahahaha. oK, not funny. Catt. Current Mood: annoyed |
| Saturday, February 5th, 2005 |
| 11:22 am |
"Janie! Sit still!" Today I will hang out with three friends. One was my old best friend from preK and kindergarten. Another, one whom I have yet to develop a sincere "connection" [in which I hope one day will happen], but we've been able to keep in touch since high school, even after many changes. The third, one of my bestest friends~~~>> 4 people + Starbucks = Good Conversation. At least that's the equation that I'm expecting/hoping to happen. Now my lap is cold. "Janie, where did you go?" She has returned! And stinks. Tonight I have work. Jackson and I are suppose to be the only two SA's. But I'm expecting that George is going to sabotage our plans [to make $1,000,000]. I've never been too interested in writing stories. But I have one in mind. About a little elf...perhaps a nome named Lil' Jack that inhabits the magical kingdom of Winchester Forest. But no time for that today. Catt. Current Mood:  creative |
| Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005 |
| 5:08 pm |
I'm having one of those days. I haven't done this in a while...but the dumbest thing just completely changed my mood. I was fine. Today was a nice relaxing day, spent a lot of time on the computer, watched some TV, then all of a sudden I have one conversation and I can't stop crying. I don't think that I have mood swings very often. Not since high school anyway. But I considered those mood swings normal. What's different about today that would make me more vulnerable to start crying? I wish it wasn't so cold outside. Whenever my mood drops dramatically from happiness to depressed, angry, etc. I like to run. Can't last as long as I used to. Perhaps I will change that. Last night was good. The show was awesome. I thought that I was going to dislike the first band. Matching red shirt with ties and tight jeans or dickies on. Not to mention the singer was 14 and did deep growls. But I actually liked them. The second band seemed so out of place. They were what I consider a good "Swayze's" band, but I don't see them going too far with that band. And of course Far From Reach made me proud. Now I am indulging in some lovely stale cool ranch doritos, washing it down with some cool diet coke. MMmmm.*sarcasim* I need a beer. And a cigarette. And someone to talk to. Catt. Current Mood:  gloomy |
| Friday, January 28th, 2005 |
| 8:03 pm |
Welcome Ice Storm of 2005 ! Actually, fuck you! I made $15 at work tonight, then was cut only two hours of being on the clock. I'm suppose to make money on Friday nights. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. Tonight is the night I actually feel like going out and doing something. I've been cooped up in my room for the past few night. Haven't had the energy or money to do anything. But my horrid cough is finally starting to cease. I had a couple bad outbursts today, but they're not as frequent like the past few days. "-We’re happy it’s a fact -Can’t nothing hold us back -We got this in the wrap -There ain’t no maybes -No questions -Love you daily now -Look at us lately -And tell ‘em who’s your lady Hook -I never thought you’d be the one -Make me shine brighter than the sun -There ain’t no ups & downs -No in & outs -You’re here right now " This is very important. Catt. Current Mood:  hornyCurrent Music: LUMIDEE |
| Monday, January 24th, 2005 |
| 11:44 am |
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| 11:30 am |
Gots my new glasses today. Finally. Now I can see when I'm driving. Always a plus. Apparently both eyes have a stigmitism. Worked all weekend. Had to make up for the money I spent to get my car fixed. Now all I need to do is get it painted. Scott did an estimate on how much it would be to get it painted, and finished, and get the dings out of it. But I don't really want to spend like, $600 on it. I'll call Maaco. Got Vertical. Cat. Current Mood: okay |
| Thursday, January 20th, 2005 |
| 7:31 pm |
I feel like I haven't slept in days. All that cleaning, running around, hanging out, and getting up at 9 a.m. for work has tired me out. Not to mention I'm not feeling so hot. I think all of the dust and crap in my room has gotten to my sinuses. So I've been taking stuff for that. I slept for about an hour this afternoon. I wanted to longer. Last night Jackson came and hung out with Heather, me, and Eric. He's really good company. I feel comfortable around him. He's one of few people from Red Lobster I feel like I'm hanging out with him because he's a friend, not just because we have work in common, and we didn't have anything to do. Just is coming over to watch movies with me and Heather. We have that movie with that Will Ferrel guy The Anchorman or something like that, and Unfaithful. I don't know if Justin is going to bring any movies over. Get vertical. Catt. Current Mood:  blah |
| Wednesday, January 19th, 2005 |
| 12:23 pm |
Monday I cleaned. Yesterday I cleaned. Today I will clean. And it will be good. Rewarding. After I clean, I shall play music. I miss Lucy. The fingers on my left hand will be pissed. I think that there's a mouse living in my room. No, not in my room. In the walls of my room. But I'm not certain. I heard it this morning. And I don't really know what a mouse sounds like. But it's kind of like when you're a young child, barely know what sex is, and you find a condom. You've never heard of one, or seen one, but you know what it is. There's a damn mouse living in the walls of my room. The womanly side of me makes me want to scream, and get a man to take care of the problem. But the animal lover in me wants to name him Lysander, and let him live. Pictures Pictures Pictures. I need to capture everything. My uncle does that. Always has a camera. He gave me my camera. I should use it EVERYDAY! So my friends, be prepared for your close-up! Cleaning. Music. Pictures. Work. Hooray for a schedule! Cat. Current Mood: determined |
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