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There is a kitty on my lap and she is sleeping and snoring ADORABLE and her whiskers are twitching and I have completely lost sensation in my right leg but that is okay because KITTY. (HER LITTLE NOSE IS TUCKED UNDER HER LITTLE PAW AND HER LITTLE TAIL IS WRAPPED AROUND HER LITTLE FACE AND EEEE.) (Actually, she's kind of big - not referring to weight, just she is not small - as house cats go.)
I would like to get up an change the radio (they're talking about the oil spill - of course they are, what else do they ever talk about these days? - and listening to it kind of depresses the hell out of me), but... there is a cat in my lap. You may have picked up on that from the first paragraph, though.
Also, I didn't know NPR turned over to the BBC in the middle of the night. I guess it makes some sense, I mean, it's 4 am over there, which is morning, which I... guess is a more reasonable time to be up and broadcasting for some people? I would rather be up at midnight. What do I know.
Time is moving really... strange this week. Since Saturday! It has gone so slowly. Today was the closest it's been to normal, but it's still dragged on and on. Like, it's only midnight, but I feel like I've been off work for way longer than I apparently have.
MOSTLY I AM BORED RIGHT NOW. Hopefully my cat gets up soon so I can get to bed, but tomorrow I am not even working, and so will have nothing to dooo. Someone save me.
Maybe my brain will unlock and I will write stuff. MAYBE I WILL GO AND GET MY NOTEBOOK ARGH I JUST REMEMBERED I HAVEN'T TYPED ANY OF THAT STUFF I WROTE WHILE IN CALIFORNIA UP YET. (This is unlikely to happen tomorrow. I will probably stay here and wish I had someone to kick me in the face to write this stupid crap, instead. Or that I could find the desire to write this at all because I am just not feeling it at the moment due to STUFF. Maybe I will. Uh. Vacuum, I don't know.WHY AM I EVEN MAKING AN ENTRY. UGH JUST SHUT UP ALRE)
...Shut up, self loathing, I have a kitty in my lap and she is adorable, and you are not.
Guest list for BotCon makes me happy. (TWO WEEKS!) So do some of the potential at-con toys. SG RAVAGE?! MUST. OWN.
I would like to get up an change the radio (they're talking about the oil spill - of course they are, what else do they ever talk about these days? - and listening to it kind of depresses the hell out of me), but... there is a cat in my lap. You may have picked up on that from the first paragraph, though.
Also, I didn't know NPR turned over to the BBC in the middle of the night. I guess it makes some sense, I mean, it's 4 am over there, which is morning, which I... guess is a more reasonable time to be up and broadcasting for some people? I would rather be up at midnight. What do I know.
Time is moving really... strange this week. Since Saturday! It has gone so slowly. Today was the closest it's been to normal, but it's still dragged on and on. Like, it's only midnight, but I feel like I've been off work for way longer than I apparently have.
MOSTLY I AM BORED RIGHT NOW. Hopefully my cat gets up soon so I can get to bed, but tomorrow I am not even working, and so will have nothing to dooo. Someone save me.
Maybe my brain will unlock and I will write stuff. MAYBE I WILL GO AND GET MY NOTEBOOK ARGH I JUST REMEMBERED I HAVEN'T TYPED ANY OF THAT STUFF I WROTE WHILE IN CALIFORNIA UP YET. (This is unlikely to happen tomorrow. I will probably stay here and wish I had someone to kick me in the face to write this stupid crap, instead. Or that I could find the desire to write this at all because I am just not feeling it at the moment due to STUFF. Maybe I will. Uh. Vacuum, I don't know.
...Shut up, self loathing, I have a kitty in my lap and she is adorable, and you are not.
Guest list for BotCon makes me happy. (TWO WEEKS!) So do some of the potential at-con toys. SG RAVAGE?! MUST. OWN.
