Feisty cat morning.
I've been spending inordinate amounts of time alone. At my desk, sipping coffee or water (peeing constantly I might add), listening to CBC radio 3 (as it is the best ambient sound to write to), and dealing with my hillariously neurotic cat. How dull my life would be without Henry. Having a normal, always nice cat would certainly be a veritable drag in comparison. This morning she is tearing around like the apocalypse is nigh, and intermitently perching on top of the computer monitor, that now only acts as a location for thesis-related sticky notes, and "brrrrping" at anything she sees outside. She also periodically walks infront of the laptop purring which is her sign that she would like me to craddle and snuggle her for various lengths of time while she lays her head on my shoulder and stares lovingly into my eyes, or (more rarely now) suckles my ear lobe, until she's had her "fill" of love and bops me on the face, or tries to eat/attack my silver tear drop necklace until I put her down and she scampers away. IF I were not tied to my love bear darry, and IF I decided to do a PhD, and IF I continued to live alone... it does not take any stretch of my creative faculties to imagine myself as a crazy cat lady. But only with one cat. I'm a serial monogomous after all... (not serial anymore though darry beary! mwah mwah!)
Ok back at it. Conceptual frameworks are tricky, mostly because I don't really know what they are.
Ok back at it. Conceptual frameworks are tricky, mostly because I don't really know what they are.