Look up. Wayyyyy up!
Last night I was home alone, so I watched Miami Ink, played with my new ratties, and that's about it. Dan was AWOL. I'm trying to get my rats to be less skittish. I'll be glad when I have a proper, big cage for them.
So, as I type this, I am talking to my ex roomie from hell,
alxxx369. He has info of mine backed up off his computer, on discs, and I have shit he left behind, so we must meet and trade, at some point. *sigh* Sounds like he's living the Life of Riley. Figures.
I can't believe it's already Easter. Doesn't feel like it. I can't even see Dylan. :,(
For my birthday, Dylan made me a little pottery plate, and he etched a pumpkin, a moon, and a broom into it! He also made me a mirror or picture frame from pottery, with a sun and stars on it! I love my little guy! Not so little anymore, I guess, he's 11, and looks 13!
zerstoerte is giving me a copy of Watership Down, and I can't even express how much this makes my day! I love you to bits, Amanda!!!
Last night my cats were going ballistic at 3 in the morning, and I said "Morbius! What the hell? It must be a full moon!" And I checked, and indeed, the full moon is tomorrow. I can always tell. I love the moon, in all it's stages. But there's something magickal about a full moon...
