Cats are kind of weird.

A lot of visitors to my house see the two cats interacting with each other, watch as Smudge hurls himself at Elf, Elf snarls and swats him, Smudge kicks Elf in the face, and Elf pins Smudge down and starts biting his ears... and conclude that the two of them clearly hate each other.

Not at all. They're friends. They're ( Read more... )

- Voted in an election that still has no result. Apparently, our country has no firm opinions, and can't decide who we want in charge ( Read more... )

NICE: playing with Caleb, and having him decide that opening a toy car's doors would make the car into an aeroplane.

NICE: feeding chooks with Caleb, reading books with Caleb, and pretty much anything else I did with Caleb this morning.

NOT NICE: cleaning up the many dishes left by Caleb, after he went home.

NICE: seeing boyfriend.

NOT NICE: ( Read more... )

Very busy day.

( yesterday ...with footnotes )

1) Am currently posting from housemate's computer, because Lilac is stubbornly refusing to turn on at ALL. This is inhibiting my ability to do very important homework - and also to check very unimportant (but fun) internetness ( Read more... )

Elf has a fanboy.

Said fanboy is a tiny kitten called Smudge, who belongs to my housemate. He thinks Elf is the coolest thing ever, and has taken to following him around the house, and copying his every move ( Read more... )

- If I could get rid of everything else in the comics, but leave Satsu, I'd be rather happy with that. She kinda rocks.

- I am utterly and completely squicked by Castiel (from Supernatural) and what happened to Donna (in Doctor Who), but have absolutely no problems with Dollhouse. Weird...

- I need many more icons of Dawn. And of Buffy.

- The ( Read more... )

The kittens are staying with me again, this week ( Read more... )

My house is currently playing host to two teeny catsThey are the miniest kittens I have ever seen in my life, they have the teeniest little cat mews, and they're currently both wet and bedraggled from the tummy down - because they both had pooey tails, and I had to wash them in the bathroom sink ( Read more... )

I saw my sister's family the other day, and my sister asked Caleb if he could remember what bees do. (ie - go to flowers, get nectar, go home, make honey...)He couldn't remember what nectar was called, and settled on "special juice!" before his mummy reminded him ( Read more... )