Today's accomplishents: Registering for my final year at uni (lol, what?) and buying anti-flea stuff for the cats. I had to wait for my dad to get home to administer it. Giving anything to Socks against her will is a two man job. Mischief is fine, but Socks has Views. And strength, for something so small and round.

My family watch of Battlestar ( Read more... )

I've sucked at posting recently, but here's a roundup of ME-NESS:

* ROBIN HOOD FINALE AAAAAAAAHHHH. I have a full write-up somewhere, I just didn't have the time to post what with family shenanigans getting in the way of a normal healthy lifestyle. Suffice to say, I cried. And then I wrote silly fic.

* My cat Mischief ate a snail the other day. She ( Read more... )

I think my cats are on crack. Seriously. Either that or the rug is laced with catnip, because they have been INSANE today. Socks has been picking fights with Groucho all day. She is half his size, it's just hilarious to watch. The best bit is that Groucho actually doesn't seem to want to fight, but she just goads him until he bites her. She's also ( Read more... )