Damn it, Doctor.
Firstly, I've moved the ferret into the house proper now. He spent more than half the time he was locked up in my room trying to get out, and now that he's out in the house he's spent more than 75% of it in my room, that is, after I opened the door for him. He hates his bell, with a passion... wait the bell is making no noise... brb... and he's gotten off his harness, and I can't find it, back to the cage, my boy.
And with all this running around chasing a silent ferret and not being able to find his bell I haven't had time to write the post I wanted to, so It'll be another of these tiny fucking things, and I won't end up writing about my dreams in the last few days, which were rather entertaining, especially the one where I'm getting married for tax purposes.
Also: my apologies to my flist, Since I haven't had computer access I haven't read any of you in more than a week now.
off to work.
And with all this running around chasing a silent ferret and not being able to find his bell I haven't had time to write the post I wanted to, so It'll be another of these tiny fucking things, and I won't end up writing about my dreams in the last few days, which were rather entertaining, especially the one where I'm getting married for tax purposes.
Also: my apologies to my flist, Since I haven't had computer access I haven't read any of you in more than a week now.
off to work.