Yeash, Holli. That's infuriating.
Confession time: I've had pangs to get another cat. I know it for what it is, not really another cat, just MK back. There's a MK shaped hole in this house. It'll shrink, and I truly have no desire to have 4 cats, it's just grief. Cause god knows I'm full with the three now, especially since Devi's become extra-affectionate (not sure if she's picking up on me or the integration of Pumpkin, finally) and so it isn't as if I am wont for feline attention (Pumpkin LOVES toilet flushes. So not only do I get captive audience attention, she sticks around for that.)
But man, my brain is squirrelly.
Please let no strays cross my path for a while.
jesse - turn on the Grammy concert right the hell now, if it's not already on.
So I think in addition to the kitten I'm trading one of my recliners for a couch my neighbor doesn't want. It's not a great couch, but it's a couch where Will and I can actually sit next to each other and uncomfortably cuddle, rather than just pulling recliners close and holding hands.
Plus the recliner I'm tradiing is one that's been in the family for a long time and has been passed around because it belonged to my great grandmother and even though it's ugly and only semi comfortable no one wanted to get rid of it.
Holli that magazine is horrible. I hope you can get scary letter!
So you get a kitty and couch in exchange for offloading family baggage nobody can properly deal with? WIN!
sara, I'll send Pug to you tonight if you want.
I have an irrational blindspot that makes me think it is absolutely magical and can be taken from me if I step on a crack or say something mean about the Pope.
If talent worked that way I wouldn't have been able to draw a stick figure since Pope Sidious was inaugurated.
So the Prince concert was one big party. We had awesome seats in the lower bowl, just at the tip of the stage. He did a lot of medleys, and not a whole lot of full songs, which was a little disappointing. But it was so. much. fun. We were up dancing and singing for almost the whole concert. He seemed to be having fun, and he brought his mom out on stage at one point. One of the highlights was a duet on Nothing Compares 2 U with one of his backup singers.
Fie, Kat! Though Pug is a nice cat to me and I'd love for him to find an appropriate home. I just really don't want another, just missing a piece.
I put out my bulk crap for bulk pickup tomorrow morning, and now people keep stopping in front of my house to dig through it. I'm afraid it's all going to scattered all over the sidewalk by the morning.
