Pikachu at Farmer's Market

Today I took Pikachu to the farmer's market here in San Rafael. As usual she was put onto her leash and put into my large bag, and as usual she sat in there dozing off, poking her head out once in a while, while I walked around and shopped.

But then after I bought a gyro to eat, all of a sudden she woke up and rigorously started sniffing the air as if something had caught her attention and while I walked eating it, she just kept STARING at me, or rather the gyro - longingly. The gyro was beef and lamb. Rats don't eat meat. Or are they carnivores? Do rats eat meat? O_o?

Here is my secret. It's quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart.

Anything essential is invisible to the eyes.

--The Little Prince

Health problems, again.

I got acupunctured today. Those hairline-like needles hurt like a bitch! To think I actually listened to my relatives who claimed it didn't hurt at all. I am in pain. They stuck over 50 pins in me. Everywhere they pressed on my body it hurt and supposedly that's a sign that the area isn't healthy and there's something wrong in my body. So they stuck one in every area, and when I thought that was bad enough, they turned the needles every once in a while. They also zapped the needles with some type of electric energy pen to get my nerves to "communicate". I am NEVER doing that again.

I also went to see a neurologist today. We didn't do too much except I had to move around doing weird poses to check my nerves. We scheduled an appointment for a nerve conduction test on Wednesday.

Random thought. You know the toilet seat cover dispensers in public restrooms? Why do they always say "Pull up and then pull down"? It works just fine just pulling it out.

Just came back from a 3 days trip to Vegas. Family from Korea are still here.

Today’s subject, excuse the language, is the subject of whiny bitches. Alright we really need to do something about whiny little bitches who complain and complain but never do anything about their problems. It's sad to think that there are only a handful of people who know what they want and actually get what they want. People need to want to gain more out of life than just sit there and wait for things to happen. I'm not saying it's easy business, but what's so hard about trying a little to get things done. It's a matter of being a mature, responsible person, but most people aren't gifted with maturity. I think maturity is a gift and a curse, the younger it comes, the wiser you are, but it's also a curse because the wiser you are, the more complex life seems to get; you see more therefore you are more, while there are still immature people around you who don't even understand close to what you're thinking. The difficult part of being mature and is trying not to get so annoyed at immaturity. What can you do if you're mature and a friend is not? It's hard to have a give & take relationship in that situation because one person knows so much more, but it's all a matter of just accepting that not everyone is like you and sometimes you just have to teach them things.

Pikachu

I really wonder sometimes, what my chinchilla Pikachu thinks about me. I mean, the little rat has to like me more than hate me, because I feed her, scratch her neck, have sand for her to roll in, and give her raisins. Plus, she sees me so much I'm one of the only things she knows. Other times though, I'll chase her around the room, grab her tail, or throw her up in the air. I wonder which she weighs in our relationship the most. I don't even know why I'm calling it a relationship. She's a gerbil, and I love her to death, but I think this is more of one-way sort of thing. I bought her because I'm a sucker for cute furry animals and I thought a chinchilla was the most adorable rodent on earth, but if I was on sale I doubt Pikachu would ever buy me. I mean, Pikachu wouldn't want a girl for an owner; she'd want a HOT man to feed her alfalfa grass & sunflower seeds everyday. This brings to my next point. I want a HOT chinchilla boy to get it on with Pikachu and have HOT chinchilla children. I was thinking of going to a chinchilla ranch and borrowing a good-looking male chinchilla until he knocked Pikachu up, then I would give him back. And I tell you it's nothing of a cruel or malicious deed, because after a female chinchilla has babies, a male can't be anywhere around or she'll like, kill him, and kill the babies too. See that would just be a waste of 3 months gestating time. So yeah, I guess it's rent-a-chinchilla and then selling the babies for 100 bucks a piece. Actually, I'm not all in it for the money as it probably sounds. I've actually always wanted to breed an animal, and I know it's not going to be pretty but think about how cute the little rats are going to be, and they'll grow up to be furry and fat, then I'll send 'em off to the coating factory!! JK. I am totally against killing animals for their fur. But damn, chinchillas have nice fur...