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Sunday, July 12th, 2009
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8:14 pm - O.o
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In our old house in Gainesville, we fed whole raw peanuts to squirrels until they were waiting and scratching at the door, and eventually would take them from our hands.
But this...
In other news, I did a marathon shopping session today, spent a fortune, but am now well and completely outfitted for my cruise to Bermuda with the Pyrates next weekend.
current mood:  weird
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| Tuesday, June 30th, 2009
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6:08 pm - Warm Fuzzies
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| Sunday, June 28th, 2009
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8:27 pm - For The Lulz...
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Kitty boxing...we've seen kits play video games before, but this is priceless!
We all enjoyed President Obama's fly-killing, but now Cory "Mr. Safety" of Mean Kitty fame has joined the President in Mosquito Kung Fu!
Not sure who the guy is who plays Obama in this, but he's good.
In other news, I've mentioned before that Gatita Raqita is playing full-blown fetch with bottle caps. I throw them and she brings them back, and will go so far as to tap me on the arm (standing up against my computer chair) or bite me on the butt through the open back of said computer chair if I don't respond fast enough.
The other day, I got home and kicked off my sneakers. After sleeping on them for awhile (never knew a cat who didn't love shoes), Raqi made up a variation of her bottlecap fetch, by very deliberately walking over and depositing the bottlecap into the shoe.
I do wish I knew what goes on in that girl's head.
Baby Bastis is now catching on to the bottlecap game. She has been joining Raqi in the chase lately, and has begun picking the bottlecap up and carrying it around, although she has yet to figure out that she needs to bring it back to me.
current mood:  amused
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| Thursday, June 18th, 2009
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3:57 pm - Email Post: I CALLED IT!
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| Tuesday, June 16th, 2009
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9:16 pm - Too Hilarious Not To Share
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Ya know, I don't agree on all of President Obama's policy decisions...but you can't deny, he's got style.
Not to mention a wicked aim! Jon Stewart is probably turning cartwheels right now. This is golden.
Oh, and...PETA protests begin in 3...2...1...
Edited to add a direct link: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/31394958#31394958 since the embedding from that site doesn't appear to work. (This is the best video.)
Edited again to add a YouTube embedded vid of Keith Olbermann's broadcast on the subject, because Keith is just that awesome.
current mood: giggly
current music: "Dangerous Beauty" soundtrack
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| Sunday, May 31st, 2009
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2:09 am - My Little Gray Recession Is Asleep On My Bookshelf!
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I have been re-watching some old episodes of The West Wing, and although the plotline of Zoey's kidnapping rather lacks much of the witty tete-a-tete that I loved about the show, I saw one exchange that had no significance in previous years, but now has me howling with laughter.
Economic Analyst: Are we looking at a recession?
Josh: Don't say that word! Never say that word here!
Economic Analyst: Why?
Will: Saying it gives it credence.
Josh: We don't say that word here, we call it a boat show or a...bagel!
Economic Analyst: Well, if it is a...bagel, the experts think it'll be a mild bagel.
At that point I have to stop the playback and go cuddle with the little gray recession who's zonked out on my bookshelf. Recession is now cuddled in my lap, purring and licking my fingers. Cute little recession!
current mood: giggly
current music: "The West Wing" theme
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| Saturday, May 30th, 2009
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9:48 pm - Photo Finish...
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I slept until almost noon this morning, then lazed around with my fluffies for a couple of hours in my pajamas - you do the math.
Around mid-afternoon, I got my ass in gear, or at least my brain, and did some work.
Late afternoon, decided to do some window shopping, drove down to Millenia and eyeballed uber-expensive designer clothes and jewelry and wished I'd won that damn Powerball jackpot.
Evening, decided to blow some cash, not to mention my diet, and find some good salmon now that Beluga, my favorite posh seafood place, has closed down. Had stuffed salmon at McCormick & Schmick's - NUMMY!
Most of my family and my colleagues here in Orlando think I'm a heathen because I don't watch the Magic. But the game was on as I left the restaurant, and we were winning.
Driving back, I noticed it was a home game, and I live within a half-mile of the Orlando Arena.
As I came off the highway, I looked up and saw the Goodyear Blimp passing right over my car on its circuit around the game, with its bright nighttime light display on its side as the searchlights played across it - and a perfect half-moon right on its fin.
Wish I had a decent camera. Beautiful.
current mood:  content
current music: "No Matter What" - Badfinger
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| Tuesday, May 26th, 2009
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1:27 pm - I'm Sorry. I'm So, So Sorry.
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Proposition 8 has been upheld by the California Supreme Court. On to the United States Supreme Court we go, to determine whether or not human rights are subject to majority rule.
Just a reminder to my F'list - I'm not gay, nor bisexual, nor in any way a member of the group whose rights are affected.
I'm just another American who knows that when a minority is denied their fundamental rights, the majority is shamed.
This ruling does more damage to the foundation of marriage than vows between two men or two women ever could - it has turned the "sacred institution of marriage" into a weapon of exclusion.
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| Tuesday, May 19th, 2009
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10:13 pm - Gigglus!
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I simply MUST post the following segment of an IM transcript from a singularly weird conversation I had with Mum tonight after watching a video about ducklings (known in our family as "gucklings" - long story):
Jocelyn says:
There's an upside down tuxedo cat on the desk!
Ellen says:
Not a guckling?
Jocelyn says:
Biggest damn guckling I've ever seen...and it meows.
Ellen says:
Hmmm... let me consult my bird book.... a black-and-white warbler? No, too big. Ah, a black-and-white tufted fuzzy felinus-eatus-birdus!
Jocelyn says:
My little solemn one.
Ellen says:
Frequently to be found in the same flock as the gray-and-white fuzzy felinus-eatus-vetus!
Ellen says:
And the black fuzzy felinus-suckus-toeus!
Jocelyn says:
HEE! You beat me to it! But it's the black fluffy felinus-suckus-toeus-purrus!
Ellen says:
Hmmm... maybe the other one is the gray-and-white meerkat-purrus-imitatus?
Jocelyn says:
I like eatus-vetus for that one, actually. Gray-and-white felinus-bilpolarus?
Ellen says:
And the black and white one could be sphinxus-positionus-assumus?
Jocelyn says:
No, she doesn't do that. But she is a dogus-imitatus-bottlecapus.
Ellen says:
or the crossed-pawed delicatus ladyus?
Jocelyn says:
That's a good one.
Ellen says:
And their mother is the multicatus-dotingus-mummyus!
Jocelyn says:
Yup!
Ellen says:
Hee!
Jocelyn says:
Maybe black-and-white tuxedus-fluffieus should also be classified bipolarus. She just snapped and growled at me!
Ellen says:
Hmmm - felinus femalus hormonus growlus?
Jocelyn says:
Felinus grouchus, more likely. And I also have the gray and white felinus sniffus nibblus stalking the remains of my supper.
Ellen says:
Hmmm...brazenus moochus mealus?
Jocelyn says:
He's not so much a moocher. More a sneaker.
Ellen says:
gray-and-white fuzzy meaus-sneakus-eatus-vetus-bipolarus
Jocelyn says:
Hee!
Ellen says:
black-and-white fuzzy delicatus-ladyus-turnus-grouchus-bipolarus
Jocelyn says:
That's a good one.
Ellen says:
balck fuzzy sweetus-suckus-toeus-purrus-no problemus
Ellen says:
black
Jocelyn says:
Excellent.
Jocelyn says:
Boyo is very sniffy tonight. Sniffing everything. I must smell funny after running through the rain.
Ellen says:
I'm sure the rain raised some different smells. Or maybe he just likes the damp smell.
Ellen says:
ANd speaking of quiet, I must go to bed. Tiredus nursus wantus curlupus
Jocelyn says:
Bitterus lawyerus overworkus, but what can you do?
Ellen says:
Try and relax. Pettus cattus relaxus
Jocelyn says:
Hee! Purrus therapeuticus.
Ellen says:
Ha! I like that one.
Jocelyn says:
G'night from me and the felinus fluffieus triadus.
Ellen says:
Pet them from the grandmotherus dotus grandkittus!
Jocelyn says:
Will do. G'night!
Ellen says:
G'night.
current mood: giggly
current music: "Return of the Birds" - The Mediaeval Baebes
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| Sunday, April 19th, 2009
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10:03 pm - Kitty Giggles...
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From I Can Has Cheezburger...
In other news, mis gatitos are cute. Not that that's news. My sister is the proud owner of a minivan named Penelope, and I bit the bullet and joined LA Fitness today in the hope of dragging myself out of the health rut that I've been in for months. Checked out a number of gyms, hoping to find some with evening classes that I could get to despite my work schedule and be a little more active than in yoga. Tomorrow night - Cardio Kickboxing!
current mood: amused
current music: "Home" - Daughtry
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| Tuesday, April 14th, 2009
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10:12 am - IT'S COMING!
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Ah, spring in the United States - better known as Tornado Season.
We've got our first whopper of a storm system roaring into the Orlando area as we speak. It's already hitting the western reaches of the county and one of the gals I work with is fretting about her puppies. One of the other guys was supposed to catch a plane flight out of town at 1 pm. Methinks you better plan for delays, my friend!
As most of my friends know, I've been a weather nut all my life. Bombing pre-Calculus and Physics ended my high school dream of meteorology as a career, but it remains a hobby. Most of my work colleagues know that if they want to know the weather forecast but don't want to bother checking online or TV or radio, they can just ask me - I always have the weather up.
Right now I'm watching the central Florida radar as a massive line of red comes rolling towards us. There's already a tornado warning just west of town.
When I was a sophomore in high school, a similar red line came rolling into Gainesville. I remember Mum and Da driving me to school and the sky flickering endlessly from the constant lightning. That was a bizarre day. The storm hit during first period (Spanish II for me), and we were held back from leaving class when the tornado warnings started coming in - one after the other. I was in an interior classroom, but the wind was roaring so loud we were yelling over it, and one of the boys bellowed out into the hallway, "THE APOCALYPSE IS UPON US!!!"
We sat in that classroom for 3 hours, although our teacher let a few of us sneak down the hall to peak out the windows. We had a huge oak tree outside the school that was actually swaying from the wind, and the rain was blowing sideways. Several cars in the parking lot had windows broken. We later saw a radar picture of the area when the storm hit, and it turned out that two red stormlines had come at us from different directions and collided right over Gainesville (yes, that Twister movie scenario does sometimes happen!), spawning over a dozen tornados, before rolling down the middle of Florida and spawning dozens more and causing several deaths.
We've only got one redline over us today, but it's looking quite impressive enough on its own. It's black as night out there.
"Sunshine State," my ass!
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| Saturday, April 11th, 2009
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4:03 pm - Holy Caturday!
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(Sorry, couldn't resist.) From I Can Has Cheezburger...
In other news, I had lunch with Mum and Da today, and we ran some errands including a trip to PetsMart, primarily to check out the various kitties available for adoption. Our favorites were Zeke, a beautiful Russian Blue mix who had already been reserved for somebody and was quite chubby, but with gorgeous green eyes and classic Russian Blue coloring, and who chewed on my finger, and Hazel, a six-month-old Maine Coon mix female who was utterly terrified and hissed at Da, but was reportedly very sweet when she wasn't scared. (Even if she hadn't been so cute, her name caught my eye.)
Then there was also Hercules, a beautiful long-haired marmalade and white tabby with a striking face. Then other customers brought in a Cavalier King Charles spaniel who strolled behind the counter while I was checking out in order to demand a treat, and an absolutely wired Italian Greyhound. Teh cutes!
I was feeling rather depressed when I got home last night (long story) and flopped on the couch. I promptly had Bagel right in my face, Raqi kneading my back, and Baby Bastis curling up against my leg. Ah, kitties.
current mood:  tired
current music: "Gotta Be Somebody" - Nickelback
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| Thursday, April 9th, 2009
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9:46 pm - What's A-Happenin'.
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Life goes on.
I flew to DC for one day, March 18, so I could go to Ryan's wake with Julie Anne and kierajeng. It made for an exhausting (physically and emotionally) day, but I was glad I went. It helped. The Friday after, I came down with the nastiest bug I've had in ages - I was so sick I called Mum and Da and went home with them overnight. I've had bugs and fevers before, but gads, that one was vicious!
Work is insane. Nothing new there.
Los gatitos are cute. Nothing new there either. I do have an adventure coming up with them, since I'll have to give them each a pill (or two) soon, for reasons I shall not state in order to avoid giving TMKI (too much kitty information - even fellow cat owners don't want to hear about this.) Have no fear, their health is good. Just a standard minor kitty ailment.
This spring has been one of the worst on record for pollen in the Orlando area. My allergies have been terrible - my eyes are constantly burning and itching, and my asthma has acted up on and off. We had a weird little cold snap this week, where the temperatures dropped from the 80s and 70s to the 60s and 40s for about 48 hours. My northern friends will scoff, but it's quite a shock in Florida at this time of year!
I went to lunch two days ago with several coworkers the day after the cold front came through, and not only was it chilly, the wind was gale force - literally. We had warnings over the wind alone. We made it unscathed to lunch and back, but I was in the bathroom for 10 minutes with three other women trying to untangle my knotted hair.
My stress levels remain high, my emotional eating remains a problem, and my weight gain continues. I was at the doctor a few weeks ago and got my vitals checked; the nurse put her hands on her hips and said, "Honey, you are WAY too young to have blood pressure that high!"
I'm thinking about joining a gym that has a lot of classes, anything to make exercise more appealing.
ETA: Almost forgot - arriving home tonight I saw a woman my age with a small dog, maybe a rat terrier or a smooth fox terrier, at the elevator, heading out for a walk. Seeing me, Doggy began straining on the leash and barking (little high-pitched, "rrf! rrf!") Owner reined her in, scolding, then said to me, "She thinks she's intimidating!" I just laughed and said, "Hello! Hello, there, who's the fierce bad doggy!" ("Rrff rrff rrf!") I then added, "I guess I shouldn't tell her my cats are bigger than she is?"
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| Tuesday, March 17th, 2009
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9:00 pm - Facing The Death Of A Friend...
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I'm reposting this without a lock so non-LJ friends can see it..
My friend, once my boyfriend, Ryan, died on Saturday. He was 36.
Behind the cut are some images of happier days, all at faire.
( Not enough time... )
So many questions and second-guesses and regrets team in your head at a moment like this. Was there something else I could have said or done? Shouldn't I have tried more to get in touch, these last couple of years? We'd both moved on from our relationship, but there were still things left unsaid.
There's no going back now. God, I'll miss him.
current mood:  heartbroken
current music: "The Boatman" - The Pyrates Royale
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| Sunday, March 8th, 2009
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3:13 pm - PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: To Rennies And Others Who Enjoy Outdoor Activities!
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Just because you've attended the same faire or festival outside before without getting sunburned doesn't mean you should assume you don't need sunscreen...as I just learned the hard way.
My sister performs at the Bay Area Renaissance Festival here in Florida every year, and I usually visit once or twice during the season for a Renaissance fix. I've been out there in hot weather before (their season is spring), but don't recall ever getting burned.
So when I brought Mum and my aunt out yesterday, I assumed we didn't need sunscreen.
Ow. Ow, ow, ow. OOWWWWWWWW!!!
My chest, shoulders, face, and the back of my neck are scorched. OW! Same for Mum, although Aunt Cathy managed to avoid the worst by wearing long sleeves.
I suspect part of it was because we didn't attend the tent events that we usually do, and instead sat outside to watch Zitser fight in her Human Combat Chess match. Was a great day, despite the abundance of oak pollen (note to self: get car washed), and I wouldn't miss it.
But...ow.
On the other hand, during the second Chess Match of the day, I found myself sitting next to a Pomeranian mix who wanted in on the action - whenever the various brawls came close to us, she would bark and growl in her little high-pitched Pom voice. So cuuuuuute!
So naturally I was quite exhausted last night, and the loss of an hour of sleep to Daylight Savings Time only added insult to injury. Not to mention that I have to get up at 4 am tomorrow (my biological clock will undoubtedly declare it 3 am), to fly out for a major hearing, and won't get back into town until late that night.
Guh. Misery.
current mood:  sore
current music: "The Boatman" - The Pyrates Royale
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| Thursday, March 5th, 2009
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8:41 pm - Rant!Post: Civil Rights Are NOT Subject To Popular Approval.
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MSNBC Analyst: Questions from the California Supreme Court indicate that Proposition 8 may be upheld.
You had better be wrong, Mister.
Comments on the article and profanity behind the cut.
I hope like hell California's Supremes were merely putting both advocates through the wringer, as justices often do during oral argument. Because if the courts of one of the most liberal states are seriously entertaining the idea that an inflamed majority can snuff out the civil rights of a minority, no matter who our President is, this nation and everything it stands for is doomed.
( Devil's advocate or death knell of a nation... )
Alexis de Tocqueville explained the role of lawyers and justices and the courts against the concept of democracy - popular rule - the best. This is not a nation of strict majority rule. If it were, we wouldn't require unanimous verdicts on juries. Hell, we wouldn't have courts examining laws against the Constitution at all. There's an inherent danger in a strict democracy that America's GLBT population, like the blacks, Japanese, Mormons, and other minorities before it, are discovering the hard way. The majority sees no need for the minority to have equal rights, and can come up with all sorts of articulate reasons against such equality.
In that country we perceive how eminently the legal profession is qualified by its powers, and even by its defects, to neutralize the vices which are inherent in popular government. When the American people is intoxicated by passion, or carried away by the impetuosity of its ideas, it is checked and stopped by the almost invisible influence of its legal counsellors...
de Tocqueville, for those who haven't read Democracy in America, was talking mostly about the desire of lawyers to prevent change from taking place too swiftly (with some observations about the connection of lawyers to the aristocracy which may or may not be true in the 21st century). But in modern times, lawyers have also become the advocates for moving change forward faster than the general populace wants - consider again integration.
The underlying principles of justice and natural rights do not change regardless of who the advocates or the opponents are or how large a percentage of the population agrees, and any self-respecting lawyer had damn well better remember that.
current mood:  angry
current music: "Someday" - Nickelback
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| Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009
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9:38 pm - Nerd!Post: Bird-Watching On Lake Eola
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For those who haven't been to Orlando, Lake Eola is a park downtown that's been around...forever. I used to bug my parents to take us to play at the playground there as a kid.
It's less than a mile from my apartment, and now that I'm trying to get healthy again, I've taken to walking around it. It's very pretty and peaceful, and it attracts me for a particular nerdy reason: the birds.
I was raised to be a bird-watcher. Mum and Da used to drag my sister and me to Merritt Island and other birding hotspots (and bribe us with Icees) when we were little, but it rubbed off, and while I don't keep a "Life Bird List" of all the unique birds I've found - other than in my head anyway - I love figuring out what they are. Friends in school used to make fun of me.
A few weeks back, I spotted a water bird on Lake Eola that I didn't recognize. Now mind you, they import water birds, swans in particular, from all over the world (why, I don't know, because although I love them, swans aren't exactly a tourist attraction. Go figure.) So this bird could be from anywhere. It wasn't as big as the swans, but definitely had the classic swan or goose shape, too big to be a duck. And it was black from the neck up. I made it my mission to figure out what the mystery swan/goose was.
I went back for a LONG walk on Sunday, and amid getting blasted by the wind from that cold from that dumped snow all over the country (no joke, I found myself staggering forward when I had a tailwind and barely able to move when I had a headwind), I had my camera.
Behind the cut are pictures of the birds, and a nerdy birding lecture:
( Birds on the brain... )
What can I say, I love birds. (And my parents are preening right about now.) And after getting my good pictures and expanding my search to all swans and geese anywhere in the world, I identified my suspect: the South American black-necked swan. Long way from home, these two!
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| Monday, March 2nd, 2009
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9:29 pm - Follow-Up To "Fraidy Cats"
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This is my little addendum to this post about my first foray into hired housecleaning. The apartment is cleaner than it's been since I moved in, but the fluffies were a tad traumatized.
Pictures of terrified kitties under the cut:
( If that vacuum wants us, it has to find us first! )
Life is now back to normal in Chez Fluffy, although much cleaner. I had Mum and Da over on Sunday to visit their grandkits.
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| Saturday, February 28th, 2009
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1:37 pm - Tagged: A Meme.
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I have been tagged by ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) hellga ...here we go:
A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.
B) Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.
faireraven , pinkfinity , hoppytoad79 , misscam , phekkin_nej , acroyear70 , pyratelady , skivee
1. What vice do you have?
Food.
2. How do you style your hair?
Blow dry and curl under with a brush, touchup with a curling iron.
3. What are you wearing now?
A sateen robe.
4. What's your occupation?
Lawyer.
5. The best thing to happen to you as of late?
Dunno. Getting a tax refund.
6. What is one word you would use to describe yourself?
Quiet.
7. What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
Doctor Who.
8. What was the last thing you ate today?
A roast beef and white american cheese sandwich on rye.
9. What was the last text message you received?
Some dumbass telemarketer trying to tell me the factory warranty on my car was expiring - on my cell phone. Jerks.
10. What websites do you always visit when you go online?
LJ, CNN, MSNBC, Hotmail, Gmail, my work email.
11. What was the last thing you bought?
Several books and CDs on Amazon.
12. What are you listening to right now?
My stressed-out Bagel growling at his sisters.
13. What do you think about before you go to bed at night?
All the crap I have to do at work the next day, and what I might have forgotten to do today.
14. What was the last cd you bought?
The soundtrack to Dangerous Beauty.
15. What is your favorite weather, and why?
Warm and breezy spring weather, when it's not yet hot out, but not completely sunny or humid either.
16. Do you believe in love at first sight?
No.
17. What modern convenience(s) would be hardest for you to live without?
Plumbing, hot water, air conditioning, electric lighting.
18. What time do you usually go to bed?
2 am on weekends, 11 pm on weeknights.
19. Would you tell someone what you really think of them if they asked you to and the answer was something difficult to hear?
Depends on the person, but generally, yes.
20. What's the wierdest thing you've ever eaten?
Don't know that I've eaten anything that could be called "weird."
current mood:  calm
current music: "Venice" - Dangerous Beauty
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9:48 am - Fraidy Cats!
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So I broke down this week and decided to blow the money and hire a maid service to come clean up my filthy apartment. I'm a bit of a slob even in the best of times, but the more stressed and tired I get, the less will I have to clean up after long days of working. It's been getting quite out of hand. Add to that the fact that my thrice-damned vacuum cleaner appears to have a problem with the motor, and I was fed up.
So the housecleaner is here this morning giving the whole place a thorough cleaning, and I may end up engaging the company to come in once a month. Hopefully that will be money well blown to keep the crud under control and inspire me to touch up more often. (Still have to get that damn vacuum cleaner fixed.)
BUT...with cleaning comes stranger in the house and noise - and the kitties are alarmed.
They run and hide when I bring my own vacuum out, as I've posted before. After the maid finished the first room, I glanced around to take stock.
Two little girl kitties hiding under the couch: Check. (Even cuddling together for once! That tells you how freaked the poor fluffies are!)
Bagel? Bagel? Paging gray cat...where the heck is he?!
Then I notice a little gray paw with white toes poking out from under my big red bean bag chair.
Yes, Bagel boyo has wedged himself UNDER the bean bag chair - it's rather heavy, but he's done it. The maid and I stood there and laughed as I pulled the bag back to expose a half-flattened kitty staring out at us in terror.
And she hasn't even done the living room yet!
ETA: She started in the bedroom and I saw Bagel go racing into the kitchen to hide in a cabinet. I figure, just as well, she's already done the kitchen, they can hide in the cabinets and feel safe. Later, I go to check on him: no cat in the cabinet. Hmm...then I pull out the drawers... Yes, Bagel has wedged himself into a drawer, the size of your standard silverware drawer! Mind you, this is an ALMOST-14-POUND CAT!
I've taken pictures of him in his hiding places. Will post them as soon as I get a memory card reader.
current mood: giggly
current music: "Gotta Be Somebody" - Nickelback
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