clarity kisses.
i'm about to sound like a fool to some. it's okay. there's always that chance when writing in such a contraption as livejournal.
litter died yesterday. they were all fine in the morning. litter and clarity were sleeping in the corner, in a small bundle of rat mass as usual. bitter was doing something on her own, probably eating. fat thing.
anyway. when i went to feed them in the afternoon... litter was gone. it's hard seeing clarity so lost. she seeks companionship in bitter, but finds indifference. she's slower and getting skinnier. she's presently in my hair, sniffing around. my coughs frighten her back into my hair. when she gets brave, she steps out and gives my ear a lick. she seems content with my choice of music. loud christian music also frightens her.
tom's coming up tomorrow. he writes for access hollywood now. we're all really proud.
grandma's gotten dramatically worst. she's completely bed-ridden. she sleeps a lot, eats next to nothing. we have to lift her if she needs to go to the bathroom. her glow is gone, and she rarely speaks. "sure" and "i guess so" are about all she says.
lee quit his job today. since neither of us don't have a clue what we're bound to do in life, we found common ground. we're going to buy a farm in ithaca and have 6 cows. we'll live off of the plants in my enormous garden and sell milk for money.
we're gunna see little miss sunshine tomorrow. but wednesday is the designated jenn and amy day, and we're going to dunkin' donuts.
we're wild, people.
litter died yesterday. they were all fine in the morning. litter and clarity were sleeping in the corner, in a small bundle of rat mass as usual. bitter was doing something on her own, probably eating. fat thing.
anyway. when i went to feed them in the afternoon... litter was gone. it's hard seeing clarity so lost. she seeks companionship in bitter, but finds indifference. she's slower and getting skinnier. she's presently in my hair, sniffing around. my coughs frighten her back into my hair. when she gets brave, she steps out and gives my ear a lick. she seems content with my choice of music. loud christian music also frightens her.
tom's coming up tomorrow. he writes for access hollywood now. we're all really proud.
grandma's gotten dramatically worst. she's completely bed-ridden. she sleeps a lot, eats next to nothing. we have to lift her if she needs to go to the bathroom. her glow is gone, and she rarely speaks. "sure" and "i guess so" are about all she says.
lee quit his job today. since neither of us don't have a clue what we're bound to do in life, we found common ground. we're going to buy a farm in ithaca and have 6 cows. we'll live off of the plants in my enormous garden and sell milk for money.
we're gunna see little miss sunshine tomorrow. but wednesday is the designated jenn and amy day, and we're going to dunkin' donuts.
we're wild, people.