Beaver Saint Claire

it seems i am going to lose my job. Tower Records.. word from corporate says bankruptcie or/and sellout is on the horizon.
k, i am still attending Pierce College with hopes of transfering
to ucla or pepperdine on a scholarship. i am majoring in nursing but want to be a vet assistant.
school has been hard in 2005 with the gas prices and it is 40-mins to school. (one way)
If you don't know.. i live in a valley surrounded by mountains kinda like north of the SF Valley. work requires to travel through the SF Valley to get to the west side. lots of gas and traffic. hey.. i thought i be going to the beach more but was wrong.
free time is hard. with school and work, i don't have much time to go out to clubs. i am the anti-cinderella. love my dad, two brothers and sister, melville (our dog) and belle (the mommie cat) and her three babies (well, more like teenagers near one-year-old) - peachie, bear and angelina.
melville is a laid-back carmel-colored golden retriever that is so laid back "belle" would lay next to his long furr for hours.. now the babies do it, too.
bear is such a dildo. he moves like a baby-doe deer or ballet dancer in ways. when he does.. you know he's up to trouble - like a bitch-slap fight with his sis' or melville's nose. (i swear. one time we were..[the family rarelie does but..] we were in the living room and bear slapped melville on the nose.. rose up like godzilla with paws out.. on his hind legs like a horse.. then came down and melville swallowed him.... well.. most of bear was in his mouth. us girls screamed, dad went like "oh-lord" and the bros ran to pull a bloodie carcass out of melville's mouth but.. he was craddling bear. k. bear was like 4-months old or something. (cats are funny. you can't tell how old they are)
bear is such... ah dildo. when melville released him.. he staggered, fell and prance bent to the sideways then pranced back to attack melville, but he slapped the little ant with a huge paw. boys are such dildos. thank mommie God i am like 90:10 lesbian:straight in ratio.
angelina & peaches have to be the only sisters that run to the bathroom to watch the water go down the sink or toilet. we have to leave the seats down or they clamp down on the seat and lower in to drink. naturally, the toilet bowls are very clean.
angelina is the sexie one.
i have my fluffie sox on and belle is keeping them warm now.
it's 12:00pm, sunday and January 01, 2005. if the big rain on monday washes us away, you know enough now than when i started this last march or feb.
~meow~
o.k., like it is the 13th of August 2006 and now i have a song up. back in Jan 2006, i was listening to Conan O'brien, belle pranced in like a ponygirl & angelina, bear and peaches followed when Metric broke their first chord.
"bam.chickie-bam..chickie-bam-bam-bam.."
i broke out in my pulp fiction dance. belle sat on my bed edge reaching out with her paw so softlie to touch my militant lesbian commando capris - greens of course. bear reared his back up and slapped paws with his sis'..his darling sis' angelina & peaches gang tackled him.
last week, Conan re-runned or ran. again, well, they did the same thing.. yeah. deja vu all over again!!!! soooo.., i took this as an almond... um.. omen on the 13th to add the song.
and yeah.. once it played, belle came in my room.. bear and his sis', too.. he reared up and the girl.. he fought the war, but the war won't stop - for the love of mommy God....