Lilly likes to sit on my lap, lean against my body, and bury her head against me in the mornings, as part of a cunning feline plan to Convince Mommy Not To Go.

I'm wearing a low-cut V-neck blouse today.

Every time I try to remove the cat, she just bites onto my bra and clings.

This would be hellish, if it weren't so damn funny.

Last night, while doing some basic maintenance in my bedroom -- I wouldn't call it 'cleaning' so much as 'excavating enough of the floor that nothing crunches when I walk' -- I spotted a bright pink strap that looked suspiciously like it belonged to one of my missing bras. I moved in that direction, leaned down, snagged the strap...and from ( Read more... )

1. My dreams last night were very strange, and it's rather upsetting how much I forgot on waking, as they were also intensely interesting. Lilly also found them intensely interesting, as they were the kind of dreams where I just go completely still and so she can sleep in the middle of my chest all night long. Ah, cats ( Read more... )

I am not always good about the sensible things in life, like, oh, say, 'refraining from answering the door when one is wearing naught but a thigh-length Resident Evil T-shirt and thigh-high orange and green argyle socks.' You'd think I'd learn. Only not, because the looks people get on their faces when the door is opened by the lost Crown ( Read more... )

As I have donned a black Resident Evil shirt -- I own promo shirts for the first two movies, and passed up a promo shirt for the third because my LEVEL OF HATE was just too high -- Lilly has decided that this is a Quality Time With Mommy morning, and is shedding on me like she fears it's about to be outlawed. I think my cat gets her hair through a ( 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... )

Dear world ( Read more... )

10. I'm recording tonight! Yes. I am spending tonight at Mystic Fig Studios, where I will lay down the vocal lines for 'Red Roses and Dead Things' (the title song) and 'Mad Science Love Song,' as well as a scratch vocal for 'Dear Gina' (included on the album thanks to your votes!). We're seriously about to move into hyperdrive on this album, ( Read more... )

I have fabulous friends. I know this is true for a great many reasons, only some of which relate to their refusal to let me create immuno-depressant smallpox just because my comic book store didn't get the new issue of Hack/Slash when I expected it, but today, I have fabulous friends due to something very specific. Two somethings ( Read more... )

Starts out simple -- let's go to New York City! Something easy. Very little sleazy, although with the crazy around here recently, it's a little bit inching past the edge of reserve. Now my suitcase is packed, my carry-on has been cleared of BPAL and sharp objects, I've synched my iPod with a bunch of new music for the plane, and I'm getting ( Read more... )