Last night, just around or after midnight, the cops knocked on our door and rang our bell. I was online with a friend and the sound of the doorbell and very sharp door knocking made me jump. I was worried a neighbour was in trouble. I saw through the windows of our double doors that it was a couple of cops. They asked me a few questions. Seems they were looking for someone named Judy, i forget and can't pronounce the last name they mentioned. I told them i didn't know the person, nor did i know if the person lived around here... I got the sense they were looking for her because she was a victim, not someone they were launching a manhunt for. Although, the cop car was blocking our driveway and there were at least 3 other cop cars on the street. I hope Judy unknown last name is ok.

(e:Uncutsaniflush) slept through it all. I bet he could have counted how many cops cars there were.

This morning, my phone rang when i was still in bed. I decided not to run for it. If it is important, a message would be left. And one was. My teacher called me. I got a 12.9 (the highest possible) on my last Maths TABE Test and he signed me up to write the Predictor (the sample GED type test everyone needs to pass before they will let you write the GED) "this Friday". I called him back, "uhm, do you mean tomorrow Friday or next week Friday?" Tomorrow. At 8.30 am, be there by 8.15am. Bring I.D. Eat before you arrive, the test is 4 hours long. No time to be nervous, i reckon.

I was surfin' aboot (all Canucks say "aboot", eh) while waiting for the laundry today (Oh, don't get jealous, ya'll, i know my life is too exciting!) and found a few sites i think are rather amusing.

MyCatHatesYou dot com Under the MCHY banner, the heading "CATS" has archives of all the many many goofy cat pictures. I will admit, i giggled.

The Infinate Cat Project was interesting. 1400 cats looking at cats looking at cats. Who would have thought?

And from the Kitten War peeps, we have Cats In Sinks

And to think, this cat thing all started when i was looking for a new cat cam to replace RandyCam and found JeffCam

Happy Cating...

Well, except for those that say they hate cats... yeah, i mean you (e:Paul) ! *grin*

When i could not find the information i needed (where to purchase tokens for the bus) on their website, i called NFTA. I was transfered a few times, i got the information, then i mentioned having the info on the website would be good. I was then transfered to customer service. There, i spoke to a very rude man named Roy or Dave (or his supervisor's name is Roy or Dave) who told me to call his supervisor... and some other fun things like telling me i am a stupid bitch. I called back after he hung up on me. Left a message. Silly me, though, i gave them (e:Uncutsaniflush)'s cell phone number. While doing that, (e:Uncutsaniflush) found the direct number of some big wig, the exectutive director. I called and talked to his assistant. She was appropriately outraged. This time, i remembered to give her the correct number.

I am just taking a small break from dusting. We have quite a bit of dark wood furniture and the dust really shows.

In our dinning room, a place with lots of dark wood, i have a birthday gift displayed that a friend gave me recently which reminded me of something i found kind of odd.

When someone gives a gift, i realize some find it important to mention that the gift can be returned if it is not liked. But is it really important to tell the person to go look at the store to see if something might be better suited? I liked the gift i was given. I like the fact that someone picked something out for me, and even remembered that i mentioned i liked it when we were in the store back last summer. Why do i need to go to the store and see what else they have? How else can i tell someone i don't need to go to the store to take a look? Am i not being happy enough about the gift?

I would think it is an isolated situation, but something similar happened over the xmas holidays with this same friend. I was given a gift and the person giving it thought i didn't like it even though i said i did. They even took it back from me and gave me something i like less, because some how, me saying "very pretty" wasn't enough.

Is it me? Am i supposed to jump for joy? Isn't the way i react good enough? Or the right way to react?

1) Sometimes, friends and complications of friendships make me cry. When i find out i have unintentionally hurt a friend and the only way they can find to mention it is to be bitter, i feel twice as bad. But i think that may have been the intention. If i had known, i would have made ammends. No wonder i withdraw from people...

2) Silicone baking cups rock. As do chocolate cupcakes that are baked in them.