Squirrel me

This is a strange thought... but has anybody wondered how to train a squirrel? For a long time now, when I walk around campus, and see the menagerie of squirrels frolicking around, I think to myself about the possibility of taming one... namely so that I can pet it.

Squirrel tails are so fluffy and soft looking, I imagine it would feel really nice to touch it. lol. (And I realize I sound like a complete creep aka Lennie in of mice and men), btw the idea of a squirrel falling asleep using it's tail as either blanket or a mattress is just way to adorable! If you were a furry animal, and you had to sleep out in the cold with tail like that, wouldn't you?? That thing would be like a down comforter. (Ok, I realize that was neither here or there, but just thought I'd throw it out there).

Anyhow, I was thinking if I could find one on squirrel, and consistently feed it nuts or dried berries or something, and allow it to get closer and closer to me, until it becomes used to humans, then maybe after a few trials it would let me pet it? 's tail? lol. What do you guys think? I really want to try sometime during my years here at Davis. Somewhere I heard that they might carry rabies, but I think it's only a very small percentage (if any)....

Reason for repentence

Most of the time I live in this state of "do no evil" and I'm very careful about not hurting people's feelings. The last couple days though, I definitely had to ask God for forgiveness for a few things that I've said. I was directed insulted, and in a knee jerk reaction, I dished it out, and layed it out thick...

Said person, logged into gmail on Friday night, and instead of avoiding me, asked me to keep on insulting them!!!!! And guess what? I did. I could have been the bigger person, and not said anything, or I could have just logged off, or tried to be nice. But I didn't. In the end, the person was like "is that it?" and at that point I realized that if I kept on going, I would be just as bad as them. And I stopped and logged off.

That's my confession for the week. :(

words words words

Today's small group discussion made me think about how ineffective words are at communicating... If there is a heaven, I believe that place would not have language, because it is so imperfect. Sometimes, there are just no words to describe how I feel, and when there are, I'm too preoccupied with feeling to come up with them.

I imagine heaven being a place where we are all a bit Vulcan, and can place our hands on someone else's face and transfer our thoughts and feelings onto that person without having to say a word. That person could then understand wholly, and be able to empathize in the most genuine, non-fake way, having experienced a small bit of what the sender experienced.

I notice that I'm especially bad at reading animals. Because sadly, even though words are evil, the lack of them is somehow worse... Sometimes I just want to yell "What do you want?!!! Just tell me what you want!!!", when I get repeatedly bit by a cat, or when it will not stop meowing. I know it is trying to tell me something (food, bathroom, attention/non-attention... something...) but I can't tell what, and if I have eliminated the food and bathroom and given it attention, and it's still meowing, I start to get very frustrated.... This is why I am not an animal person. Other people will tell me, yeah when said cat arches it's back and curls it's tail and gets a certain look in it's face it is feeling ____ emotion, and I just look at them in amazement like they can read minds or something. Like how they hell did you just figure that out? Because I assure you, I only heard it meow and look like a cat. :(

More on this later...

Some things I wish for...

Some things I don't need at all, but I cannot wait to buy if I had the money for it! Some of these include things that might be lumped in the 'cute' category.

Skunkboy Creatures, and Scrumptious Delight, make me drool with their uber adorable plushies... So cute you just want to eat them, or cuddle them to death! If I were rich, my house would be littered with these.... so you could not turn a corner without running into a marshmallow or friend.

Oh, hello there, and welcome to my wee small blog! I have been wanting to have a blog of my own for a long time now... in part because, I read a lot of blogs (by a lot I mean more than ten). Hopefully some (one? two?) people will read this, and I can be satisfied that I am accomplishing the proper result of blogging, erm... and not only writing wistfully to my computer and myself...

Please feel free to leave a comment, even if you don't know me that well... if you read anything that catches your fancy. I love hearing your thoughts, and promise to write back.

A picture of a pretty owl to spruce up your day! :D