i continue to cat-sit two of the most amiable cats in the world. they are so well-behaved, in fact, that i keep expecting them to do something completely and utterly terrifying like in a horror film. it's always the cute, well-behaved ones that turn psychotic and play mind games with you. at least with our cat, tasma, you know to expect bad ( Read more... )

i remember when i was in high school i would stay up late reading until i literally fell asleep with the book in my hands. usually during this drowsing with the light from my bedside lamp still permeating warmly through my eyelids, i would hear voices. not just anybody’s voices - not familiar voices - but the voices of two unknown gentlemen in ( Read more... )

ye gads! i'm sorry for the dearth in accounts of what's been happening at nutwood central these past few weeks. it's certainly not because i haven't been doing things... it's just that i opted for the paper journal instead. today was highly eventful but i think i'll leave it for the next post when i'll have gathered all the proper photographic ( Read more... )

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