Blow off the dust, bed back the cover.
Should probably add another entry into my livejournal. It's been... a very long time since I last did. Before this monstrous beast came into my apartment.
Of course, I mean the kitten. She noisey and attention hungry and loud and playful and hyperactive and vocal.... did I meantion she mews a lot?
The neighbors probably think we're abusing the kitten for how much she cries at us. She'll mew because she wants your food, mew because she wants in your room, mew because you're taking a shower and closed doors are unacceptable, mew to be petted, mew when you pet her, and then mew as she suddenly flips over and attacks your hand.
She keeps growing, as kittens are prone to do, and is now nearly twice the size of when I got her and when she could easily fit inside a drinking glass. And she eats like a pig.
In other events, the semester is almost ended, which means I'm going to have to seek employment in the dreaded workforce. I'll probably see what credit carries over and take a few community college classes to boot. I'm losing my scholarship by grades, but it really doesn't upset me. The thing wasn't for that much money, and it was a lot of stress and hoops. Especially while taking Freshman courses, which are stone boring, and involve to many evaluative grades. I'm paying to learn. Not to bloody take tests. I've been working on costumes like a good little seamstress, and should have some really nice ones down by the time Akon rolls around... I hope... If I get enough of them completed and seen, I can start taking commisions for gortesque amounts of money for simple costumes. Or I pondered just making props. I really appreciate a costume with excellent props.
Yeah. went off on a tangent. Anyways, I'll see you darlings later. Ta ta and toodle-oo.
Of course, I mean the kitten. She noisey and attention hungry and loud and playful and hyperactive and vocal.... did I meantion she mews a lot?
The neighbors probably think we're abusing the kitten for how much she cries at us. She'll mew because she wants your food, mew because she wants in your room, mew because you're taking a shower and closed doors are unacceptable, mew to be petted, mew when you pet her, and then mew as she suddenly flips over and attacks your hand.
She keeps growing, as kittens are prone to do, and is now nearly twice the size of when I got her and when she could easily fit inside a drinking glass. And she eats like a pig.
In other events, the semester is almost ended, which means I'm going to have to seek employment in the dreaded workforce. I'll probably see what credit carries over and take a few community college classes to boot. I'm losing my scholarship by grades, but it really doesn't upset me. The thing wasn't for that much money, and it was a lot of stress and hoops. Especially while taking Freshman courses, which are stone boring, and involve to many evaluative grades. I'm paying to learn. Not to bloody take tests. I've been working on costumes like a good little seamstress, and should have some really nice ones down by the time Akon rolls around... I hope... If I get enough of them completed and seen, I can start taking commisions for gortesque amounts of money for simple costumes. Or I pondered just making props. I really appreciate a costume with excellent props.
Yeah. went off on a tangent. Anyways, I'll see you darlings later. Ta ta and toodle-oo.