A few months ago, Mojo tore a hole in my shower curtain. Today, he climbed through it ( Read more... )

So my girl cat went to the vet on Saturday and stayed there. On Saturday she weighted four pounds, and looked very much like an Aids patient. The Vets ran some blood tests to rule out Feline Immunodefiecency and Feline Leukemia, which they did, but they turned up really bad results that pointed to severe liver damage ( Read more... )

Sometimes I derive a ridiculous amount of pleasure from the simple act of feeding myself. Between my morning History of English class and my afternoon Horticulture class, I purchased a purple bag of fruit snacks, carried them with me to the fourth floor of the Allwine building, and then neatly vacuumed them into my mouth ( Read more... )

So...two posts ago Crystal mentioned a little thing called BookMooch. I questioned her about it, checked out the site, and ultimately (yesterday) decided that I would not join, as it makes more sense to sell books than trade them ( Read more... )

So I moved into the house on Saturday. Not that this means my apartment is cleared out, because I've still got tons to do there, but my bed and my cheese were both moved Saturday, and everyone knows that home is where the bed and cheese are ( Read more... )

So I picked up a second cat at the Humane Society last Wednesday. His name is Mojo and he's probably the strangest looking cat I've ever seen. I ought to find someone with a digital camera who can take his picture to prove what I'm talking about, but in words he's a yellow/white long-hair with a wide nose, extremely slanted eyes and the thickest ( Read more... )

So I've been dreaming of plagues lately. Particularly plague defense strategies (i.e. Most effective way to get entire food stock plus cat plus fish to parents house, which is filled with lots and lots of food stores.) and plague ethics (to kick head or not to kick head). As you can imagine, these are not particularly the most restful of dreams, ( Read more... )

Wow ( Read more... )

I'm being worn ragged by an army of tiny, cute pet-type animals. My parents are visiting my sister (who's about to have her own tiny, cute pet-type animal) and I'm watching the family dog--a task made slightly harder by my apartment having rules against them and my cat having a bit of a primadona complex ( Read more... )

Hmm. Brainlessness shall ensue ( Read more... )