Monday and R.I.P. George Carlin
I guess everybody has heard, by now, that we lost George Carlin last night. I’ve seen many articles about him today, but I think Susie Bright did the best job of catching his spirit.
Today was a very Monday-ish Monday. I’m grumpy and nothing feels right. The girl is off spending time with my family, and I miss her. Kioshi is utterly inconsolable-he’s actually making little “meeping” noises frequently. For a cat who is absolutely silent most of the time, that’s serious. He’s really a one-human cat. That may be part of the reason that I’m having terrible kitten cravings. Of course, I want kittens most of the time, but it’s even more so lately. And I miss Karli, too.
School is over for a few weeks. According to the school’s records, I only have two more semesters to go. I may need to take a break anyway, as I barely finished this semester’s classes.
On a happier note, Sam made hamburgers after he got home. It’s been a while since he cooked those, and they’re much better than fast food burgers. He’s working on Heart of the Hunter and should have a new chapter posted sometime this week.
Mirrored from Cyn Armistead.