get back, sparky cat!
the last few days were good, and now are strange.
i had a wonderful holiday, though was informed a day late and a dollar short of a very close friend's birthday party that i had not been invited to. maybe it was a communication error. yes, the old "lost invitation" gag.
then i was invited to a brunch at 10am the following day, to which i brought my finest challah, a pound of bacon, and awesome coffee beans from a shop in pittsburgh. i drove 30 minutes to said brunch, and no one was there, or no one was awake. so i took my stuff and went home. i should have gone to cleveland with brian and bummed around there, but i wanted to see my friends. now i am finishing up a kurt russell action movie that is on WGN. it is bad, and is called "soldier".
also, sparky, who is currently curled up on my lap, burned her top whiskers off last night while discovering what candles are made of. -wax and fire, in case you didn't know, and fire being the most dangerous of these components to a cute little kitten with pretty eyelashes. now they look really stupid., and even cuter.
maybe i just have the blues a little because i have been bad about taking my antidepressants in a timely manner. maybe it is because i have been drinking lightly, but steadily, over the past week or so. maybe it is because i feel a little sad that i missed the fun last night, and feel a little blown off this morning. get over it, liz.
when the fuck is this movie going to end? i feel like i have to finish it.
i had a wonderful holiday, though was informed a day late and a dollar short of a very close friend's birthday party that i had not been invited to. maybe it was a communication error. yes, the old "lost invitation" gag.
then i was invited to a brunch at 10am the following day, to which i brought my finest challah, a pound of bacon, and awesome coffee beans from a shop in pittsburgh. i drove 30 minutes to said brunch, and no one was there, or no one was awake. so i took my stuff and went home. i should have gone to cleveland with brian and bummed around there, but i wanted to see my friends. now i am finishing up a kurt russell action movie that is on WGN. it is bad, and is called "soldier".
also, sparky, who is currently curled up on my lap, burned her top whiskers off last night while discovering what candles are made of. -wax and fire, in case you didn't know, and fire being the most dangerous of these components to a cute little kitten with pretty eyelashes. now they look really stupid., and even cuter.
maybe i just have the blues a little because i have been bad about taking my antidepressants in a timely manner. maybe it is because i have been drinking lightly, but steadily, over the past week or so. maybe it is because i feel a little sad that i missed the fun last night, and feel a little blown off this morning. get over it, liz.
when the fuck is this movie going to end? i feel like i have to finish it.