Haha, I couldn't think of a good title for my new journal entry. God, I suck.

But I COULD have kicked myself in the rear a couple of days ago, when I found this water fountain in my closet that I never got around to setting up, and I decided to give it to Elsa. But then, I realized I could have sold it to her for ten bucks, but it was too late by the time I realized that. She had already gone and set it up in the dining room. Sometimes I think my brain doesn't work properly.

In other news, I went to see WALL-E on Sunday. And people, I kid you not, I absolutely enjoyed every second of it! I won't spoil anything for those who haven't gotten off their arses to see the movie for themselves, but you must go see it naows! In fact, I wanna go see it again. But I doubt I'll be able to do so, so I'll probably have to wait till it comes out on DVD. That's too long a wait! Waaaah, I wanna see WALL-E and EVE in action again! Those two are so cute together!

In other news again, I REALLY should stop procrastinating and get back to drawing. I must have several unfinished pictures lying around, screaming 'FINISH ME, YOU LAZY BUM!' at me. And then I had this idea for a Transformers Armada yaoi fanfiction between HotShot and Starscream *ABSOLUTE FAVORITE PAIRING IN THE WHOLE SERIES!* , which I've decided to call 'A Shot to the Stars'. Kudos to my pal ~RichelletheDarknessQ for coming up with such an awesome title when I couldn't think of anything better! I had actually written such a fanfiction long ago, which I rediscovered, and I've decided to give it a total overhaul. Huhuhu, this is gonna be sweeeeeet... >3 Oh, and while I was cleaning my room, I came across some old comics I had done when I was in high-school. Maybe I'll do a revamp on those as well, and post them. Heheh, I like comics, but the time and effort it takes to work out a plot, then draw out each scene, I'm a wee bit too lazy for that. Yes, yes, I'm a lazy turd-monkey, no need to tell me what I already know.

Anyways, I'm out of things to say. So, have a Happy 4th of July (when it comes around, of course!), and if you haven't seen WALL-E yet, drop everything you're doing and go see it right now! You'll enjoy it, trust me!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!! After a week of no-shows, I'm finally back! *hugs everyone* I'm sorry I was gone for so long, but due to unfortuneate circumstances, I was Internet-less for nearly a week! And my messages are out of control! Hoo boy...

But don't worry, I'm back now, and I'll be back again tomorrow to answer my messages! I missed all my buddies! X3

BTW, I FINALLY finished the Epic Belated Birthday Crackfic. (ABOUT DAMN TIME!) during the time I was away, and I'll be uploading that. I hope you'll enjoy it, everybody!

PS, I MISSED YOU ALL, MY FRIENDS!!

WOOTS, I went to see Iron Man on Sunday. And I was blown away. 8D Everything everybody has ever said about the movie was so true! Sadly, I didn't get to see the bit that plays after the credits. Bawwww.... But I'll have to wait until the DVD comes out for me to see it. But still, Iron Man has to be the COOLEST hero ever! He's even cooler than Spiderman and Batman! 8D *gets shot by Spidey and Dark Knight worshippers* And of course, there was one part in the movie that made me think Tony Stark and JARVIS were doing something NAUGHTY. Somebody STOP ME!

And as for crabs, me and Elsa pratically wore ourselves out catching crabs turning into the driveway to our house. NO, NOT THAT TYPE OF CRABS!!! I'm talking about THESE crabs! [link] Yeesh, some people get the wrong idea these days.... Anyway, with all the rain that's been falling recently, the crabs have been coming out at night, and that's when everybody who likes eating crab goes out to catch them, with trusty tools such as a bucket, a sturdy stick (a rake in Elsa's case), and a pair of thick gloves, so their biters (aka their claws) won't get you. Huh, I already got bitten on my right hand, on my ring finger. The son of a bitch got me at the base of my finger, and wouldn't let go. I've got a nasty red mark as a souvenier. D8 Elsa originally wanted FIVE crabs, but somehow it escalted to over TWENTY, of all sizes and colors, ranging from yellow, to blue, bluish-black, reddish-blue, gray, orange, and tan. And Elsa was practically USELESS when it came to transfering them into the bucket, because she kept yelping and trying to avoid them, while I'm trying to catch it and get a good grip behind its head so it can't reach me with its biters. And when we found one in a cement block, and she spent five minutes trying to pull it out with a stick, I went, "Oh, stop being such a chicken-shit coward, Elsa!" And with my gloved hand, I got the crab out in less than two seconds. But I can give Elsa some credit, because with her rake, she caught some crabs and swept them into the bucket without my help. But she was pretty much a coward.

There was more drama in the kitchen, when Elsa put about ten crabs in the pot to boil. The poor bastards kept crawling out the pot to avoid the boiling water, and went all over the stove and fell onto the floor, and Elsa was screaming and trying to grab them with a kitchen tongs and a perforated spoon, and as soon as she would get one back in the pot, two more would have crawled out. And she blamed me for not helping, while I protested loudly that I couldn't help her because she was in the way, and had the weapons to catch them with, while I was defenceless.

While Elsa boiled some crabs the same night that they were caught, we're keeping the rest in a garbage can and some buckets, to fatten up on mangos for about a week, because I hear that makes them get a nice deposit of fat in their bodies, and makes their flesh sweet. But I wouldn't know, because I don't eat crab. Heck, I don't even like the SMELL of them when they're being boiled, or having their flesh picked out of the shells. I only enjoy catching them. If it doesn't rain again, we might go and catch some more. It's quite fun, actually, and good exercise as well! I reckon I lost five pounds between Sunday and Monday night, chasing crabs and walking up and down the road looking for them. X3

Hey everybody! Sorry I haven't been online for the past few days, but the reason for that was my Norton Antivirus program was about to expire, and we had to send that to somebody to install the new program onto the computer. Plus, the audio had gone kaput for a reason, so that had to get looked at as well. Now, everything is in tip-top shape! But oh nooo, I have over 300 deviations to go through! D8 That'll take me hours! >.<

Not only that, but Elsa created my own account on the computer (I had been using hers since I didn't know how to make my own account), and now I'm up to my neck trying to transfer all my stuff (pictures, stories I'm working on, stuff in my favorites list, ect.) over to my account, but I'm not sure how well that will turn out. Hopefully I'll get all my stuff onto my new account, so I won't have to pester Elsa to make me go on her account just to check on my stuff.

In other news, it's raining over here in Cayman, and it's about DAMN TIME! It's been so fonking hot, some nice, cool rain is a welcome relief. Of course, now we're gonna have skeeters coming out the wazoo as a result, but that's what skeeter repellent is for! *slaps at a skeeter* Take that, needle-nosed vermin!

In more PERVERTED news, I've been watching my Transformers Armada DVD box set, and I've become shockingly aware that the TF's CANNOT stay off of each other! One night, I watched Blurr getting it on with Thrust on the beach, and the other night, Scavenger and Demolisher were getting down and dirty in outer space. Man, is the Transformers series full of blatant innuendos or what? And it's BECAUSE of those innuendos, I've been having dreams of TF's doing 'things' to each other. Oh, what's a poor, perverted fangirl to do under these circumstances? Perhaps....write some fanfiction? Oh yes...maybe I WILL do that! X3 And it will be worth the risk of getting squashed flat by some angry Transformer, oh yes indeed!

Grrrrr...I am REALLY starting to question humanity's level of sanity. My grandpa showed me today's paper, and when I got through reading the article on the front page, I was boiling mad all over, and disgusted at the level of violence aimed towards innocent animals.

The animals in question are Blue Iguanas. [link]

At the Queen Elizabeth II Botanic Park, six Blue Iguanas were discovered dead, one was missing, and three others badly injured. Blue Iguanas are a critically endangered species found ONLY on Grand Cayman, and they are few in number as it is without some sick fuck going around hurting them and killing them, ESPECIALLY females that are close to breeding. Man, I hope they catch the fuckers who did this, and throw them in prison!

The newspaper article is as follows:

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Six Blue Iguanas are confirmed dead, one is missing, and three others are injured after an attack at the Queen Elizabeth II Botanic Park Saturday night.
The nine animals represent one-third of the adult breeding iguanas cared for at the Blue Iguana Recovery Programme captive facility in the park.
Programme Director Fred Burton said the animals appeared to have massive internal injuries, as if they had been stomped on violently and repeatedly. Some were cut.
The missing iguana is Pedro. Entrails were found outside his pen, but no body has been discovered by Sunday evening. He is believed to be dead.
Senior Iguana Warden John Marotta confirmed that Pedro, "the bluest of the blues", was the animal introduced to Prince Edward during his visit last year.
All of the animals are named and have personalities that made the incident that much harder to bear for the volunteers who work with them and everyone involved in the programme. Several of the animals have been sponsored by businessess or school groups that take personal interest in their iguanas. Pedro, for example, was sponsered by Webster's Tours.
Ms Samantha Hicks said the volunteers discovered the scene when they unlocked the gates around 9am on Sunday.
One animal was lying on the ground nearby, a left leg missing. He was quickly identified as Eldemire, who had been christened by businessman Kent Eldemire.
The next animal found was Jessica. She was also out of her pen and badly beaten.
A quick check revealed more devastating news. Sara, considered the matriarch of the facility at age 22, was dead in her pen. She was the mother of Pedro and Jessica, and had been preparing to lay eggs.
Two males were also found dead in their pens: Digger, sponsored by Simon Hicks, and Yellow, sponsored by Carribean Publishers.
Males Archie and Billy were injured, as was the female Elwood, sponsored by Wood's Furniture.
Volunteers notified Mr. Burton, who quickly attended to the scene. Enforcement Officer Carl Edwards, from the Department of Environment attended, fast followed by police officers who examined the scene and began their investigation.
Mr. Burton said Dr. Colin Wakelin from the Department of Agriculture treated the surviving victimes. He closed a large gash in one of the animals and applied antiseptic to others.
Jessica, who had also been preparing to lay eggs, made it through the day, but was showing signs of severe stress and shock. Mr. Burton called the Wildlife Conservation Society in New York. The veterinarian recommended fluids, steriods for shock, and antibiotics because it was feared that the eggs would have ruptured.
Mr. Burton and DoE Officer Mat DaCosta-Cottam carried Jessica to St. Matthew's Veterinary School, where Mr. Wakelin attempted to stabilise her. Despite everyone's best efforts, she died Sunday night.
The person or persons responsible may have broken into the park after closing hours and found a way into the fenced-in captive breeding facility, Mr. Burton said.
Mr. Marotta pointed out there was no damage to the fence or gate or any of the structures inside. Juvenile iguanas were not interfered with.
The breeding adults all have large open penned areas with three-foot walls, natural vegetation and natural or man-made retreats where they sleep.
Mr. Marotta said most iguanas tend to settle down dor the night around sundown, but the males who were killed liked to stay out a little later. They were also inquisitive and willing to show themselves. But these iguanas would also have been inside their retreats before dark.
Park staff and all who visited the captive facility on Sunday just shook their heads as they wondered why anyone would want to hurt the endangered Blue Iguanas, which are found no where else in the world.
They were considered to be at the point of extinction until the recovery programme began in the early 1990's. The population has grown, but not enough yet for the Blue Iguana to come off the endangered species list. It is believed that there are about 400 Blues in the Eastern districts.
Mr. Burton urged anyone with relevant information about the violent attack to contact the Royal Cayman Islands Police.
He said Mr. Wakelin was making arrangements for an autopsy, or possibly several, to determine precise cause of death.

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Man, some people are just so SICK. I hope they catch whoever did this!