Well, I had wanted to write a blog about this great new site that I've found called Wordle, including awesome images of word clouds, but no, my computer network has now decided that it would for some reason prefer not to post photos.

I'd like to thank the artist of my fav comic strip, Basic Instructions (click to view if you've never read it... HILARIOUS) for introducing me to Wordle.com , a website for generating masterful word clouds. What is a word cloud? Basically, you post any text into a blank field and Wordle will convert it into art of awesomeness, arranging the words in random and beautiful ways. The more a word is used, the larger it is used. You can also customize your Wordle creation by changing the font, color, layout and other items. I have been playing with it all afternoon making works of art out of favorite song lyrics. As some of you may know, I am a huge fan of doing stuff like that as my profile banners have all been song snipits. I want so badly to post some of my creations, but my computer network stinks on ice. Just in case it is just me, here is the code for one I made with my fav Counting Crows song, Cowboys (the same song that inspired my current banner):

Edit: Yay! I got it to post. You can also view it where it will not be so fuzzy at :http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/122790/Cowboys

Hopefully you can see that, but if not, trust me it is awesome and I will post it asap. For more info, here is the blog for the creator of Wordle: http://blog.wordle.net/

In other news I have been getting some really strange looks this week due to the fact that I have been doing a pretty good impression of an attempted suicide patient this week. My wrist on my right arm is all wrapped up in nice thick layers of gauze that with this strategic positioning cause people to do a quick second take. Especailly in the WalGreens when I had to buy more bandages. But not to worry, despite my rather uncheerful mood last week, nothing quite that sinister happened. No, in fact, the real story is much much lamer.

A bit of background first. I have a kitty that I heap tons and tons of affection and attention on. She is my little fuzzy baby and I adore her in everyway. And thus, she is spoiled beyond reckoning. I learned early that she does not much like to drink out of her water bowl in the kitchen, and instead prefers to drink from a glass on the dresser next to my bed. So every night when I go to bed, I get Misty a glass of water, set it on the dresser and often lift her on the dresser so she can drink. Yeah, I know. I know all about it. The only thing keeping me from being a crazy cat lady is I only have one.

So anyway, the other night I did my nightly ritual of serving the cat water and lifting her to the dresser. Cept my dresser was a bit messy and something fell over as I was putting her down and she freaked and tipped over the water and fell of the dresser. And me, not thinking grabbed said falling wet cat. And yes, that was a really really stupid idea. So now I have a scared, wet, panicing cat in my arms, and if you know anything about cats, they have sharp parts. Well, some of her sharp parts lodged themselves firmly into the inside of my wrist and went to town. One of her perfectly aimed claws managed to actually basically cut my vein, you know the big one in your wrist and kind of ripped it nice and vertically. In addition, it promptly got nice and infected. Yay! It has been a week and I still have to keep it covered. Most of the shallow scratches have mostly healed, but the one right on the vein is still pretty nastily looking. It doesn't hurt as much as it did (the first few days it hurt to do anything with it, especially hold things and type), but now it is very very itchy. I'm not sure which is worse. And I have pretty much come to the conclusion that I am gonna have a nice scar there too. And if one more person asks me if I tried to cut my wrist, I'm gonna have to smack someone and hard.

Since I was editing, I decided to post a pic of my kitty. Doesn't she just look like a killer:

Well I hope you are all having a decent week. I keep thinking it is Friday and then remembering it is Thursday and being disappointed. Oh well. This weekend I am heading to the beach for my mom's birthday. I'm excited cause I get to see my brother who is coming down from NY and I don't get to see him as much as I like. Just another reason I want it to be Friday as I pick him up at the airport tomorrow at 5 pm. Yay!!

Okay, here is a Word Cloud of this blog... ENJOY http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/123898/Every_Word_Cloud_Has_A_Silver_Lining

Okay, so here is the question of the day:

If you think that you might be insane can you actually be?

I mean if you have the cognizant capacity to be concerned that you might be losing your mind then doesn't that rule out insanity per say? Like, if you were actually crazy, you wouldn't have the self awareness to be concerned about the possibility of perhaps being crazy, right.

There is a joke amongst people that know me that I am not actually a human and that perhaps my alien overloads messed up my programming when it comes to emotions. That, and they made me think I am Canadian. The Canadian part is really beside the point. The point being is that I worry that my emotions don't work quite like other people's do. That in place of actual emotions, instead I have obsessions. It's a fine line, but it can be distressing. But then again, wouldn't distress be an emotion? And then my head starts to hurt...

Anyway, if you haven't figured it out, I may be having some sort of catharsis. But I'm not entirely sure. I've just been living inside of my head too much today I suppose.

And now for something entirely different...

Here are some pictures of Brendan Fraser, who is by far one of the hottest actors in existance. I saw the Mummy the other day and it stank on ice (which was very disappointing as I LOVED the first one and even the 2nd one was quite good). But, as bad as it was, I had Brendan in it, so at least there was that. But who am I to judge, I watched George of the Jungle (with the mute button on of course)...

OMG!...YUM!!

this girl listens to the band play
she says "where have you been?
i've been lyin right here on the floor"

well, I got all this time to be waiting
for what is mine to be hating
what I am
after the light has faded

So I am never one to pass on a huge squee inducing fandom. Seriously, you got an obsession with something, sign me the heck up. So it was without much reservation when I tried my hand at one of the newer obsessions sweeping fandom, the Twilight series by Stephanie Meyer .

The book series features the story of Bella, a 17 year old girl who just moved to boring middle of nowhere Forks, Washington to live with her father. On her first day of school, all the boys fall over the new girl with the exception of one, Edward Cullen who is the most beautiful boy in the entire universe. Instead, he can barely sit next to her in a clas$ they share to the point where he violently runs from her and tries to change his schedule and when unsuccessful, disappears from school for over a week. Anywhoo, long story short, Edward is a vampire who has an obsession with the exact bloodtype that Bella has and it takes every ounce of his self control to not kill her on the spot (Edward's vampire coven the equally beautiful, special, amazing in every way Cullens all abstain from drinking human blood). Edward ends up coming back, learning to control himself, saves Bella's life and the two fall helplessly head over heals in LUV!!! Sound bad to you? Let me just say you have no idea...

This book is bad. I mean really bad. The teen angst alone is enough to make you wretch. The characters are horribly one dimensional (Bella is self absorbed, selfish and quite pathetic in most ways. She almost always requires rescuing. And Edward along with the other vampires are the OMG greatest/best fill in the blank EV3R at everything). And it is not just the plot and story that are bad. The best way I can describe the writing is on par with bad fan fiction. Really bad fan fiction. For those of you who actually read fan fiction (I shamefully raise my own hand here) think of this book like a terrible Mary Sue . Only not that good.

So I was perfectly fine walking away from this series after reading the first book, which thankfully I borrowed from a friend. Well, the plot thickens...

Said friend is crazy obsessed with the books. She admits that they are terrible, the reading equivalent to eating cotton candy - painfully sweet and consisting of nothing. But she has bought into this fandom hook line and sinker. Well the 4th and final of the series, Breaking Dawn, comes out on Saturday at 12:01. She insisted she had to pick the book up at midnight and could not possibly go alone, therefore I had to accompany her. Sure, no problem. I don't mind being out late and I could cover my ears during all the millions of teen girls screaming over this book. Stop by B&N, pick up book, be on our way. No problem.

Problem. There is this bookstore called Joseph Beth that is one upping their Breaking Dawn release celebration. They are having a Breaking Dawn Breakfast . So early am on Sat, they are having a sit down breakfast with contests and stuff to celebrate the books. Stupidly I mentioned this to my friend. She squeed and long story short, I am now going to said breakfast. But now, I will be sitting at a table with rabid fans. Crap, I knew I would have to read the other two in order to "keep up" as it were in this setting. So this week, I had to read both New Moon and Eclipse (each about 600 pages). And trust me on this, they don't get much better. In fact, they get a little worse. I swear my eyes may never recover from rolling them so much. I'll give you a quick example of some of the conflicts - a love triangle with a vampire, human and werewolf; Bella is willing, desperate in fact to give up her human life for a lifetime of devotion and vampirism but freaks out at the thought of getting married at 18; and Bella is just a fragile and breakable human who needs constant protection from all manner of supernatural creatures.

So think of me as early on Sat (did I mention I am NOT a morning person) I'll be up to my neck in vampire squeedom. In retaliation, I'm making her watch Season 1 of Avatar: The Last Airbender on DVD. Except I still don't think we'll be even, as Avatar is amazingly excellent and this series is horrid with a capital H.

But please, don't take my word for it. There are many out there that just adore these books. Me, not so much. But I will warn you, even those who like it agree that the books absolultely drip with ANGST. For more information on Twilight check out Stephanie Meyer's official website . Also, the first book will be released as a movie coming this December. And as if teen girls didn't love Edward enough already, he's being played by Robert Pattinson who is best known for playing Cedric Diggory in the Harry Potter series.

Anyone else here read it? Please let me know what you think. Feel free to disagree with me.

*quote for Eclipse