my apartment is haunted

well, not really.  but i sorta wish it was so i could be saved by this hot hunk of man meat:

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as i mentioned recently, i've been watching a lot of supernatural lately.  and watching it before i go to bed is probably not the best idea, seeing as how it gives me weird dreams, or in this case makes me think my apartment is haunted.  it was like three or four in the morning and i woke up because i sorta kinda thought i heard something.  i looked around and the whole floor in front of my bathroom door was pitch black, and considering i have light tan carpet, well that just wasn't normal.  so rationally the first thing i think if demon smoke.  but then my eyes adjusted a little and i could tell it was something solid, and not evil black smoke.  but by this time i had realized that the fail ninja was flipping the fuck out, like staring at the spot, her hair all standing up and all fizzed out.  and since it's a theory that animals can pick up on ghosts, and i'm half delusion from not being fully awake, i'm starting to think ghost stuff makes more sense.  i didn't want to get out of bed, so i'm trying to think what could possibly be in my apartment that was black and large enough to cover that area of floor and the only thing i can think of is a blanket i have.  which is a comforter and slightly heavy for a blanket.  and is folded up on the floor at the foot of my bed which is like six feet away from where i'm looking.  and has one of those super heavy boyfriend pillows* on top of it. so i know there is no way physically possible that the cat could have moved the blanket over there.  and i'm assuming if she had, she wouldn't be freaking out about it this much.  now i know it was totally moved by ghosts.  so i finally get brave enough to grab a flashlight off my desk, and much to my relief, i found out it was not the blanket.  it was in fact my duffel bag.  it has a black bottom, so it must have fallen off the shelf it was on in the closet and just landed face down on the floor.  which made way more sense that ghosts rearranging my bedclothes.**  overall, very relieved about that.  still, slightly disappointed because no rescue by dean.  guess i'll have to find another way.

* just the kind that are sturdy and have arms and are good to use when watching tv or reading.  not the super creepers ones that actually try to mimic a human torso that lonely desperate people own.  

** also my new favorite word for blanket

all wired up

and i mean that very literally.  i'm currently sitting at home with five wires taped to my chest so this thing that looks like an old school cell phone can record my echocardiogram report for twenty four hours.  it's loads of fun.  i can't wear my necklace, so i feel totally naked.  and my boobs are so damn big that two of the wires are actually taped under them, which is super awkward feeling.  i'm just hoping this is worth it an it actually picks up when my heart starts being stupid.  at least they have like a two day turn around, so i should have my results back by next week and can figure out what the next step is.  until then, i get to sit here all plugged in trying to do my normal thing. 

a little scared

and no, it's not because i've been watching a shit ton of supernatural lately.  it's because next tuesday i'm going to the doctor to have them check out my heart.  for the past few days, i've been having what feels like an irregular heart beat on occasion.  today it was happening like hourly, so i made myself an appointment.  sometimes it sorta feels like i skip a beat, sometimes it feels like my heart is contracting extra hard, sometimes my chest feels a little tight.  i listened to it at work, and from what i can tell it doesn't sound like there is a murmur, but it's totally possible i'm wrong.  it does run in the family; my grandma had a murmur, my mom has a valve issue.  i'm hoping it turns out to be nothing, and that they just tell me to cut back on caffeine or something.  but i also know there's a chance that there may be something wrong.  so i'm nervous.  at least this doctor could see me next week.  first place i called couldn't see me until august.  and considering it's my heart and i only have one of those, i figured it was probably best not to wait that long.

i'm in love...

...with my tattoo guy.  because he did an amazing job on my pin up.  took about two and a half hours from start to finish.  didn't hurt too bad, just had a few involuntary twitches when the needle hit a nerve.  my shoulder actually bothered me more than the tattoo did.  stupid joint just kept getting stiff.  but it was worth it.  it turned out way better than i was expecting, and i love the colors.  it's still really fresh, and that's sorta obvious in the pics, but here are some close ups on some of the details, as well as an over all view of it.  also, i wish i had her boots in real life.

as a side note, some girl came in to get a normal ear piercing while i was there (her first one).  she kinda freaked out when she saw i was getting tattooed, she's screamed when she got the piercings done, and she wouldn't let the guy wash the piercing mark off after because she thought it would make it hurt even more.  n00b

anticipation

so i'm getting a new tattoo tomorrow, and i have the pre-tattoo jitters.   not in the sense that i'm nervous or scared about it, but more like an "OMG! OMG! OMG! LET'S GET THIS DONE! YAY!" kinda way.  i got the final picture today, and it's going to be awesome!  keep in mind that this is just the outline, it's going to be in color.  i'll be sure to post pics after it's done.  but until then, i'm just going to sit here and "squeeeeeee!" with excitement.

why i love editing

so i have a love/hate relationship with photo editing.  i hate it because it takes a really fucking long time to sort through six hundred plus pictures to choose the good ones, and then edit the ones that need it.  and while i don't do any major editing (as in i don't change what is in the picture in any way), i do things like glare reduction or color correction or changing it to black and white, and quite frankly that takes a long ass time.  on the plus side, i end up with some amazing pictures that i totally fall in love with.  this weekend was a great example of that.  i went to the western states horse expo with my mom, and i literally took six hundred and sixty four pictures.  a lot of this was due to the fact the horses move, so i was using the sports capture setting, which takes a shit ton of pictures at a crazy fast shutter speed over a short period of time.  so i end up wait a lot of excess pictures.  i whittled it down to fifty six pictures that i wanted to spend the time editing and posting.  oh and just so you can see why i love editing, i turned this average picture of a fresian mare:

 into this:

 

which was one of my favorite picture of the day, just by cropping it down and changing the color.  my second favorite picture of the day was my mom being all horse whisper like with a filly that was for sale.  again, all i did was crop and color change, and i seriously love how it turned out.

as usual, click here if you want to see the other fifty four pictures.  i'm very happy with how they turned out.  editing is definitely a labor of love for me.

feline pretzel

so while my cat may be totally fail at being a ninja, she is in fact pretty damn pro at being a pretzel.  and she totally puts herself in these positions, i couldn't stage it even if i wanted to. 

i have no idea how any of that is any form of comfortable.