Enter the HedgeHog

EEEEEEE!!!!

Went to look at hedgies yesterday afternoon and immediately fell in love with them. Two sweeet little girlie hedgies - they were so mild-mannered, that even when woken up(hedgehogs tend to be grumpy when woken up - reminds me of a coupla ppl I know heh heh heh) they just allowed themselves to be picked up and handled. When let out of their cage, they were basically running around hellbent on exploring every inch of the floor - one was damn fast, I tell you. She was so SWEEEEEET (did I say that already). The other was also cute, but just a wee bit twitchier than her sis. Was gonna get both on the spot, but calmer and wiser heads prevailed(basically my 2 colleagues) and I settled for one.

Am now in a dilemma.

What in the hell am I gonna call her?

The calmer and wiser heads of the previous paragraph were not so when it came to names. Their suggestion? Pins and Needles!! Whaaaa? And PUH-LEEESE the number of times I've heard Sonic mentioned - if I hear it one more time I SWEAR someone'll be taking their teeth home in a paper bag.

So there.

My list is as follows:
Kimi (Raikinnen - you should see how fast she waddles!)
Demeter (or Diana - goddess of the hunt? She hunts wif arrows - long story, but what the hell)
PineCone (because it's spiky and the name's cute)
Juno (just because)
Thistle/Nettle (if u can't guess why then there's no helping you)

It's not working. Can't find a name that fits. Gawd. And I've got until Monday(Cos that's when she'll be coming home wif me). Aaaarrrggg. The pressures of naming a pet!

HELP!

I am Woman, Hear Me Roar (or Not)

Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female You are both sensitive and savvy Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Hmmmm...

This guy read my palm once, he said I should've been born a man. Dunno how to take that. On the one hand, am slightly flattered - means I'm not as girly as most. Don't get me wrong, girly can be good, but when taken to the extremes (walking around with an umbrella even when IT'S NOT SUNNY, wearing those ridiculous lacy arm covering things when driving) it just makes me want to smack someone.

Aaanyway.

On the other hand, am insulted. What, does this mean that I'm butch? Heaven forbid. I think I'm as female as they come. It just so happens that I also like paintballing (a predominantly male sport) and go-karting(ditto) and don't particularly care if I tan(actually I do, but I only whine after the fact) or scar(ditto). Oh, and I'm also a good driver. The things I have to say about a large number of female drivers out there will have pride of place in its own blog. You have been warned.

Well, at least the test above sorta vindicates me - I'd rather like to think I'm a half-and-half, a mixture of both male and female, the whole complete yin/yang sorta shit. And I LIKE myself, which is a strange and slightly narcissistic thing to say, but there you go. If everybody liked themselves, the world would be a better place. So screw the people who want me to be more feminine or be the helpless, wilting violet who is just waiting to be saved by a big strong man. I can save myself, and perhaps his sorry ass too. :P

Here endeth the rant.

When hedgie comes home

When hedgie comes home

Okay. Here's the thing.

I think I wanna be adopted by a hedgehog.

Don't ask me why.

Ok, ask me why.

Why, you ask? ;) Weeeell, it's been a while since my Hamlet(that's a cream-coloured Syrian hamster to you guys who don't know) went to hamster heaven, and I thought I'd upgrade a bit to a diff and more interesting pet. My first choice was ferrets, but (a) they cost a bomb, and (b) they're huge and a lot of work, and (c) did I mention they cost a bomb? Next was guinea pigs, but I dunno. They seemed slightly vacuous to me. Hedghogs seem to have that I-know-I'm-cute-but-watch-it-I-can-hurt-you attitude nailed down tight.

Ok, so my credit card bills are through the roof, and I need money to spend on go-karting/paintballing/makeup/clothes/food(in that order), but I can't seem to help myself. I LURRRVE widdow kewdie animals. So there.

Oh, and by the way, the reason I haven't been blogging since last year? I got kidnapped by aliens. I swear.