Friday, September 7, 2018

Chicken Run!

10:25 a.m. Well, I woke up to the internet being broken and April still gone, since earlier this morning.

My artist rendering of the gun from the dream.

I had the weirdest dream.

Smacked in the middle of a shootout going on outside our house.  I was at the center of it. Clad in Kevlar and a bulletproof helmet with a glass front. April and Rob were backing me up in some nearby bushes.

The next thing I remember is him riding on a bike, like a motorbike, down the street and started shooting as I darted across the lawn.

I shot back, missing the first few times. Then I got him. 

He fell off in the street, alive and still clothed in his Kevlar. 

The next I recall is him, skinny, brown haired, and shirtless approaching the concerned neighbors.

He tried to explain his actions away.

Out of my more ‘sane’ character, I demanded that I be allowed to call the cops or I will shoot him. 

His gun was tossed at some point in the grass and I led this older man to it, likely his Dad, because it was his ‘stolen’ gun.

The cops were never called. And no, I did not shoot him.

In the next scene, I’m talking with my friends across the street where the pasture is.

Two little blonde girls are led through the pasture by someone, and I asked why Judy allowed them on that property.

Suddenly there were balloons and a festive table being set up, like for a festival.

We went inside where I buffet table was already set up. I rushed to tell April and Rob to get some food to eat for later tonight, though he looked like an African American male. Not Rob.

The next thing I remember is April, who didn’t resemble April but some skinny chick, coming in laughing.

I smeared her face paint. She smeared mine. The dream ended.

10:54 a.m. April just got back. And I just finished designing the gun, his gun, from my dream.

Granted I only glimpsed it being thrown on its side from afar. 

The internet was out, so there was little else to do but draw. And it only took like twenty minutes! ๐Ÿ˜‚

11:23 a.m. It’s been an interesting morning. All of Fort Meade internet seems to be out.

April rescued a baby bird from Carlo, so far appearing uninjured. 

We took it to the vet, and they had no way to take it in. They gave us a number, which we couldn’t call due to internet outtage...for some reason.

We went to Rick’s and called the number, to a lady who rehabilitates them, only to have no one answer. So there’s no telling what to do.

The vet at least gave us a small postal box. I put some napkins in there. Now she’s peacefully hiding in them and trying to sleep. ❤️

It was wild holding one in my palms for so long. Soft, shivering, and a total ball of fluff. Small black beaded eyes. If only it were under better circumstances. 

I tried my best to get pics (although the determination borders on insensitive...maybe) and it’s a dark bird. Rick keeps the house pretty dark’s not high quality.

11:34 p.m. After enhancing the pictures, I looked at the video. It probably does this experience more justice than the pictures. This really is bittersweet.

On one hand, beautiful bird chick to get up close and tactile with.

The other hand being the circumstances of how it got there, having to be rescued from Carlo’s kitty clutches.

April said she may be leaving me with the bird and go up to McDonalds to get WiFi. Or Greenwood Chevrolet across the street from there. 

Right now she’s playing a hidden object/puzzle game on Rick’s computer. 

11:48 a.m. This morning, in my stress of not knowing where April went and the internet being out...desperate to tell about the assassin dream I had, I ‘brain dumped’ it, for the first time in a long time. 

I finally went back just now to translate that brain dump into the full story and I’m satisfied, praise God/Jesus. :)

Not much more updates than this to tell. 

I got a random cat who kneaded on me and is now seated at my side. Most of the time I’m typing, I pretended not to notice. Cats like being ignored.

The bird is quiet. So I assume it’s sleeping. 

12:04 p.m. April left, so it’s just me and the bird now. 

She woke it up so it started to chirp and panic. I put the napkins over it to make it feel more hidden and safe. ๐Ÿค—❤️

I WISH I could contact Dad, who has some birds/bird food and see if he wants her.

12:26 p.m. Still trying to calm the chick down now and then. Without the internet (and the computer off to boot, anyway) there’s little else to do but sit and study the security cameras Rick set up.

Thank God for the return of timestamps. It’s even a momentary boredom buster, and I’m glad to be capturing all the little moments of this extraordinarily interesting day.

12:29 p.m. I did not bring my glasses, or the iPod...scratch that last part. I was going to say I forgot my iPod charger BUT I always keep a backup in my purse. ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ™

Also kinda hungry. I ate a banana. But I think I’ve been on these bad habits so long that my brain is wired to still eat. ๐Ÿ˜“ And while there is some food here, I don’t feel like cooking, or eating PB&J. Clearly, my appetite can wait.

Chances are we are going to Dawns, with the bird, but not sure until April gets back. God willing.

Maybe on the way I can snag a burrito, questionable as that decision is.

12:34 p.m. April has returned.

12:36 p.m. Dawn says they will call us in anywhere from 5 to 20 minutes to give us an answer on whether we can go there or not. 

April says if she doesn’t hear back by 1:30 p.m. she’ll go back to the McDonalds for more WiFi. 

The computer isn’t getting a signal on the screen, so she’s worried she may have killed Rick’s computer...which he really won’t be happy about. 

This fast-paced morning is quickly turning into a long day. ๐Ÿคจ

12:43 p.m. April and I agree this day would’ve gone much easier if the entire neighborhood wasn’t without internet.

Oh, how times have changed.

Here. Cheer up and have a honey emoji: ๐Ÿฏ I randomly clicked it when writing this post. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿค—

12:46 p.m. We are gonna call the bird lady back one more time. 

Rob got back to us, so it’s bird lady or going to Dawn’s house.

12:54 p.m. April’s glasses came in, so we have to make a stop there.

She’s currently sitting and just trying to get the day in order before we have to go. 

The lady didn’t answer, so we may have to carry this bird around with us all day today.

P.S. I got ‘Hey Jude’ in my head, the ‘Across the Universe’ soundtrack version. I should just listen to it already but I’m waiting to see today’s plan.

1:24 p.m. We stopped at the house to pick up Pop Tarts and my forgotten glasses.

Now at Wal-Mart to pick up ‘April’s’ new glasses...before heading out to Dawn’s house, where there’s internet, and we can figure out what to do with this poor bird.

Dad’s house is not an option, as it turns out, since April doesn’t have the gas to drive out to Thonotassassa where he lives (Hillsborough.) 

Too bad. Since he has birds and would know how to house/care for it.

Already, my stomach is not agreeing with the strawberry pop tarts, and I feel a bit nauseated. ๐Ÿ˜’

P.S. I listened to ‘Hey Jude’ on the way here. Yeah.

1:29 p.m. April’s back. ๐Ÿค—

1:50 p.m. At Dawns. Rob is here.

4:24 p.m. Hung out at Dawns, then came home. We’ve been home for a while now.

April managed to reunite the chick with the mother who was still searching for her, alongside her other chick.

The internet returned. I played, ate Taco Bell, and a slushee. Egads. Now just feeling the crash as I hang out with April and we watch YouTube together, in between her role plays. ❤️

What a seriously long and interesting day. Well, in the six hours I’ve been awake. 

I didn’t even manage to get yesterday’s entry in the blog yet, let alone in the blurb journal. ๐Ÿ™ƒ Oh well.

4:39 p.m. I’m so drowsy. I don’t know if it’s the junk food, my period, or the even the temps in the house and outside. Just kinda nodding slightly off while on the cusp of having a headache.

5:57 p.m. ๐Ÿ’ค

9:56 p.m. Just woke up, with a mild migraine.

10:38 p.m. April went to bed, just after I woke up. So plans to hang out were kinda...changed. 

I made ramen and watched YouTube. Played on the computer. I also pondered the fact that I haven’t done any new work on Secondlife in a long while. 

I wonder when that may ever return, if ever. 

At LEAST the savings goal is well and back on track. And I hope to God it stays that way. He has been helping me a lot more than I deserve when I slip, lemme tell ya. ๐Ÿ™ May the sales continue! 

I just want enough that if Moms gonna help out, at least I’m throwing a nice chunk in there with it. 

I still need to update my blogger/blurb with a new entry. Preferably this one, too. :) Considering how late it is. Still on the verge of a headache. And it’s too late, it seems, to ask for some aspirin.

Too much sugar. I just ‘had’ to get that Skittles Taco Bell Slushee during the $1 hour, knowing it’s all sugar. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿคซ

11:05 p.m. First entry both blurbed and blogged. ❤️

11:36 p.m. Power randomly knocked out. Grr. Just for a moment. Thank God the blurb book didn't undo too much of the entry though. P.S. Neglected to mention that Neopets redistributed the lottery avatar for past winners.   ❤️

All Glory, Praise, Thanks, and all things be to God on the highest forever and ever in Jesus name, Amen! God is able to do above all we can ask or think! End of Updates!

All Glory, Praise, Thanks and all things be to almighty God on the highest forever and ever in Jesus name, amen. God is able to do above all we ask or think!

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