Haha man, what even am I? I have no idea. Clinically depressed almost certainly… But not in the mood to get put on pills about it. Weak and wanton. I had a bunch of dreams about being in grad school and weird things were happening and there was a giant bear??? Or something?? And it was kinky sort of somehow. Not the bear… The bear wasn’t kinky. The general undertone of the dream was, but I can’t remember exactly how… Only that I woke with that unmistakable feeling. Anyway, I don’t even know if grad school is really what I want out of life at all… But it’s something, you know? I’m not thrilled af about it, but I think it could be good for me, and I do really hope I get accepted. I got an official “your application was received and is under review” letter in the mail today. So that’s cool. I scored a pair of tickets to see one of my all time life heroes in March. I’m very psyched about that. It sold out in like 30 minutes, it’s amazing I got tickets. I’m going with my little brother, he was super psyched as well. I don’t feel like saying any more about it right now. Why can’t I fucking muster up the will power to do the rowing machine every day? Like it lives right there in my fucking house, there’s no excuse. You know what I’m really passionate about? Snakes. Fucking snakes. Ball pythons in particular but all snakes in general. My fantasy future is to run a top of the line breeding facility with the highest possible quality of care for the animals. And to have part of my facility be a non-profit reptile rescue where I take in reptiles in need and get them the medical care they need and find them good homes. Oh, and in this fantasy I also do community outreach programs that help people learn about reptiles and I do little seminars about proper care and housing. Also, all of the snakes’ shed skin would be used to make cool jewelry and trinkets and stuff that I would sell to support the rescue. As you can tell I’ve thought about it a lot. Lmao. But it’s hyper unrealistic for a ton of different reasons. But I like thinking about it, and I love snakes. I don’t know why, I just do. I love them. I’m gonna go watch some egg cutting videos on YouTube and then go to sleep.
So things have been more or less okay, I think. *knocks on wood* *literally does it* My wish bracelet finally fell off. Jeeze, I was wearing that thing forever. My snake is still really awesome. I held her for a really long time last night, and then she chilled in my bra for like a half hour. She got comfortable and just curled up there, enjoying my body warmth and whatnot. She might have been asleep it’s hard to tell with no eyelids. It was extremely cute, in a ~snake boob~ sort of way. *posts a picture whether you guys want to see my snake and boobs or not*
She would have stayed there longer, but I needed to feed her, so I pulled her out. 10/10 snake, highly recommend. It’s ridiculous how attached I am to this cold blooded reptile. Jeeze. I’m once again without any work. I really need to either find more clients, or just find some other way of making money that’s more stable, because I’m getting pretty tired of this feast and famine, monetary uncertainty bullshit. I got a $20 bonus for my last round of work for “finishing work on time”. Like really? I thought finishing on time was like… the bare minimum for freelance work, but thanks, and I accept your $20.
I got an *actual* blister on my finger from my bass guitar the other day. That’s what I fucking get for not playing for so long. Still, it was really gross and ouchie and mostly gross, but it’s gone now, and I should play more. I’m really hungry, but dinner isn’t going to be done for like two or three more hours, so I’m just going to have to deal with it ay? Just chill and tremble slightly because I drank too much coffee with too much nothing else in my stomach. Cool.
Oh my gosh, my snake finally shed! I was getting kinda worried, but she totally shed perfectly all in one piece. And I got another batch of freelance work, due early on Friday morning. I’m 1/4th of the way through it. I wanted to save her shed because it’s like… cool and whatnot, but she took a huge freakin’ dump in it, which is a thing that happens apparently. So never mind that went directly in the garbage. I’m hoping I’ll get one more batch of work this week, Friday through Sunday. That would be ideal and super useful all around and also ideal and also yes please money please I need more work please please please. Dang this snake looks so cool and bright yellow now that she just shed. Seriously, I bet she’s happier too. Hopefully she’ll feel more up to being active now that that’s over. This type of work is really boring but at least it’s easy and it requires very little brain power so I can do other stuff in the background like hang out with people or watch the dumbass star trek movies my boyfriend is currently watching. She’s such a good eater too, I’m really glad. And I held her for the first time in over a week and she was still really sweet and nice and no biting or striking or anything like that. A+ snake. She’s gotten so much bigger it’s nuts. She’s still hella freakin’ cute tho I love her. I have to do some more work before I go to bed, so I’m gunna go do that now. Peace.
I’ve been having such morbid thoughts lately. It’s really not cool. It’s fucking me up kinda. Morbid thoughts and weird dreams, and I’m still wicked new at being a snake owner (less than 2 months) and I’m still learning and doing my best. I know her viv has A+ conditions I’m not worried about that. Just a little worried about handling and reading her body language and when the hell is she guna shed she’s been out of blue for a few days she even ate on Saturday but she hasn’t shed yet as far as I can tell. Haven’t found a shed that is. ~ shrugs for a thousand years ~ idk. I just don’t wanna stress her out by handling her really while she’s in shed, but I hate going so long without handling her since I was working so hard to get her chill and comfortable with my. Idk. Idk Jack. Still haven’t even told my parents I have her lol the longer I wait and the bigger she gets the more awkward that could be. But whatever. I’m an adult I have my own place I can make my own decisions even if they don’t understand them / approve of them. *air guitar solo* *writes this on my phone while hiding under a blanket so the light doesn’t wake up my boyfriend* *gets really hot and claustrophobic and starts freaking out* *heart pounds* soooo yeah guess I’ll be done with this then aay? Sweet dreams, good tomorrows.
so I’m feeding my snake again today, going for a weaned rat, aka a crawler. It’s pretty much the exact same diameter as the widest part of her body, so it should be perfect. So, ima walk you guys through the process, because it’s weird and interesting, cool and a lil gross.
First thing I do is take my snake out and put her in the little feeding tank.
(It’s basically just a plastic tub w/air holes that I partially covered with paper to make her feel safe)
The separate feeding tank helps her know exactly when she’s going to get fed, and it ensures she won’t accidentally ingest any of her substrate. I leave her in there for a little while to sniff around and get comfortable while I defrost her dead rodent meal in warm water.
It takes about 20min, you gotta be real sure it’s fully thawed. When it’s done I take it out of the bag, lay it on some paper towels and blow dry it. I shit you not. Literally blow drying a dead rat. This gives the rat a nice strong heat signature for my snake to see, and it spreads the delicious rat smell through the air so she knows it’s food time. Next, I take my giant tweezers (aka tongs) and pick up the floppy dead rodent around its midsection. Once I have a good grip, I wiggle it around in front of Basil’s little snake face until she strikes, grabs it, and constricts it. Today she was hella hungry and ready to eat, she grabbed it the second I lowered it into the tank
Then I poke it with the tongs and wiggle it a little more so she feels like she killed it with her amazing powerful predator skills. and then,she eats it.
This last pic is her all finished eating, after I left her alone for about 30 min to get it all the way into her stomach. You can see how much bigger she looks. After that I carry the little feeding tub back over to her real tank, and gently gently gently pick her up and set her down in her snake domain. Then she immediately goes into one of her hides, (usually on the warm side but not always) and I usually don’t see her come out for at least 24 hours, and possibly 48.
That’s pretty much it! Thank you for joining me. I’m super proud of her for eating so well, and for switching from the dumb small ass mice her last owner fed her to appropriately sized rats.
More snupdates (snake updates) this evening. After having her for 5 days I managed to successfully feed her this evening. She ate a rat pup, which is way more appropriately sized for her than the tiny ass mice the people I got her from were feeding her. I’m weirdly proud of her. It was pretty damn awesome, and only slightly gross. She struck at it 3 times and got it on the third. Then I just left her alone in the feeding tub for a while and cleaned her tank. Also I got the thermostat all set up which is awesome and makes me feel more comfortable. She’s back in there now and I’m just guna let her chill and digest for a couple days. So far having a pet snake has been awesome and fun.
*makes all my posts this week about snakes* so I’ve actually been handling Basil, my beautiful pastel ball python every day for the past three days. She’s really warming up to me and enjoying climbing all over me and sniffing stuff. She’s amazing and cooler than I ever could have hoped. I’m waiting a couple more days before I try to feed her again, to be sure she is fully adjusted to her new home. I’m guna throw down some more pics now. On her “neck” she has a tiny little making that’s perfectly heart shaped. It’s cute as fuck.
Look at that ridiculous tiny perfect heart. Amazing. She also makes an excellent bracelet, 10/10 would wear.