Lilly-my sweet, silly, psychotic, totally insane Siamese cat-is seven years old today. That's seven years of snuggles, inappropriate licking, demands for attention, claws pinioned into my arms when I try to put her down, blissed-out purr faces, and all the other wonderful, wonderful things that come with living with a Siamese ( Read more... )

I'm home today on sick leave; I'm just exhausted, and my little cold wants to become a big cold, which is frankly not to be borne. Not with Reno right around the corner. Meg has my Hugo dresses to be taken in (only a few inches, so it's not a major undertaking), I have my shoes, I'm almost packed, and I'm tired. So this is a day for being still ( Read more... )

This morning, I woke up with a long white and blue cat stretched out on my legs, pinning me in place as best as she could with the full force of her sixteen pounds and abiding desire for me not to go to work. I told her she was a good girl and put her on the pillow, and left the house ( Read more... )

I am blessed beyond all measure. Blessed in the people that I've stumbled over; blessed in the people who have stumbled over me. The chains of fortune are intricate and glorious, and no matter how far I follow them, there's always another link, all the way back to the day my mother decided to go and challenge the superintendent of schools for my ( Read more... )

...when I stop and look at my life -- my crazy, wacky, wonderful life, here at the far end of a vodka-soaked train trip I never intended on taking -- and realize that I am so insanely blessed, in every possible way, that it really isn't funny ( Read more... )

1) Visited a genuine Alabama WalMart. It contained lobsters. Lobsters. In WalMart. The universe no longer makes any linear sense whatsoever. Also, lobsters ( Read more... )

So vixyish -- cunning, clever, wonderful vixyish -- decided to get me a belated birthday gift this year, and bought me some of the Halloween BPAL that I'd been lusting after. Have I mentioned recently that I love her like whoa? I keep meaning to do a proper review, but I realized that a) it's never going to happen at my current rate (I still owe people reviews ( Read more... )

Thank you to everyone who responded yesterday, with hugs or sponsorships or offers to help me start the pandemic or piggy-bank replacement funds. You have no idea how much you've done to rebuild my capacity to not destroy the Earth with immunodepressant yellow fever this week. I'm going to keep responding to everyone individually, but that's ( Read more... )

My love for you is komodo dragon love. It is the kind of love that you can only give when you happen to be a fourteen foot long lizard with toxic spit. That makes it very rare and kind of cool, but not if you happen to be afraid of lizards. Or if you have a problem with toxic spit. But because my love for you is komodo dragon love, you are not ( Read more... )

To whomever it was who managed to find me a Ripple Junction S.T.A.R.S. sweatshirt, and had them include the nice little note about it being the wrong size with the package ( Read more... )