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hazel bought me the most wonderful gift last month, two tiny children. kittens. julien and elsa. they're the most ridiculously adorable things in the entire world. they were six weeks old when i got them, they fit in my shoes. now they dwarf them. or, nearly. compartively. perhaps someday i'll be able to use a computer i can post pictures from. little monsters.
last night elsa figured out how to not only climb ontop of the loft above my bed, but to climb onto the top shelf of my television closet next to it, and found a mysterious hole in the wall that leads god knows where. i only know because she emerged ten minutes later looking like a calico coal-miner, all her white belly and legs were black with decades old dust. i had a peek in there...i didn't even know there was a hole back there...but i couldn't see where it went. it's probably how the rats and mice get in. i blocked it off, i think. it's hard to tell with them. they can get anywhere. nothing is kitten proof. well, julien doesn't care about making a nuisance of himself, except to escape downstairs when i don't want him to. otherwise he's happy to eat and cuddle and lay about like a bloated penguin puppet. i'm scared elsa will go back there again and get caught in something weird and be eaten by rats. hopefully when i get home she hasn't pried the boards away that i've blocked it off with.
and i've started to teach myself latin. i've had a textbook forever. i tried once. well, i started reading the book once, but i got bored because i didn't understand anything. but i've been being sober for the past few days, and i took a few hours to really sit down and read it yesterday...prounounce things outloud, think about things, and it's so exciting, i'm starting to get it. i can't wait to get home and work on latin. it's my new project. i had to stop last night after miss exploration came back from the moon. dirty paw prints everywhere.
maybe i'll give her a bath tonight. oh, she'll just hate me.
last night elsa figured out how to not only climb ontop of the loft above my bed, but to climb onto the top shelf of my television closet next to it, and found a mysterious hole in the wall that leads god knows where. i only know because she emerged ten minutes later looking like a calico coal-miner, all her white belly and legs were black with decades old dust. i had a peek in there...i didn't even know there was a hole back there...but i couldn't see where it went. it's probably how the rats and mice get in. i blocked it off, i think. it's hard to tell with them. they can get anywhere. nothing is kitten proof. well, julien doesn't care about making a nuisance of himself, except to escape downstairs when i don't want him to. otherwise he's happy to eat and cuddle and lay about like a bloated penguin puppet. i'm scared elsa will go back there again and get caught in something weird and be eaten by rats. hopefully when i get home she hasn't pried the boards away that i've blocked it off with.
and i've started to teach myself latin. i've had a textbook forever. i tried once. well, i started reading the book once, but i got bored because i didn't understand anything. but i've been being sober for the past few days, and i took a few hours to really sit down and read it yesterday...prounounce things outloud, think about things, and it's so exciting, i'm starting to get it. i can't wait to get home and work on latin. it's my new project. i had to stop last night after miss exploration came back from the moon. dirty paw prints everywhere.
maybe i'll give her a bath tonight. oh, she'll just hate me.