fivirlutro has informed me that T.W. and Rowan are split city.  With two little boys, now, even.

I saw it coming, for reasons that I don't want to get into.  But I cried when I heard, anyway.

I haven't posted in a while. Because...fuck drama.

We've got eight kitties right now:  Mamakitty, five teensy-weensy little kittens (one boy, four girls), the Siamese Brat, and the Patent-Leather Bowling Ball.  (Four of the kittens look to be shaping up to resemble the Siamese Brat, but the Siamese Brat-for obvious reasons-is not the father.  The fifth kitten is a perfectly symmetrical little ( Read more... )

We're sneaking in a mamakitty under the radar.  (The Cat Mafia doesn't have a problem with it; They, however, probably would.)

Unfortunately, I may have to quit Staples sooner than originally planned:  Mr. S. is doing something slick.

On the up note:  alakaizer has finally moved in.

...guess how many hits you'll get if you Google "boy+bands+suck?"

Sorry.  One of those creatures just came out.  I suddenly feel sorry for the gay male demographic.

On an up note:  The Freshmen rocks my socks.  (And the chubby Amish kid looks kind of like one of my co-workers.  Except in one panel where he looks like T.W., that is...)

fivirlutro crossed paths with T.W. again.  This time, he gave him my number.  So...maybe I'll get to actually see LittleWolf sometime soon!

Plus, I'd actually like to sit down and talk to Rowan and get to know her better.  (If making T.W. happy wasn't reason enough for me to think well of her...I overheard that she took the wind out of Dipstick's sails.
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The kittens have finally decided to look like cats (as opposed to like fuzzy lizards). And they are now-unsteadily but with great enthusiasm-actually tottering around on their little paws.

Well, we still haven't been able to deliberately contact T.W. and Rowan.  But fivirlutro and T.W. crossed paths on Saturday.

Some good news:  LittleWolf has undergone a few tests...and he seems to not have any genetic markers for o.i. after all!  Add that to the fact that he hasn't broken anything in a while, and it's looking like whatever is awry with his ( Read more... )

I was at the fabric shop, buying material for the prototype dragon.  As it just so happened, I got to chatting with the clerk about the project...and LittleWolf's disorder came up in conversation ( Read more... )

...some silly little girl online is claiming that a certain arrogant yutz in my acquaintance is her fiancé.  (Well, being a silly little girl, she omitted the accent over the terminal vowel.  But...you get the picture:  She thinks he's going to marry her.)

Last I heard, they were actually involved; he likes silly little girls.  (They're easy to ( Read more... )