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Monday Sux Too

Posted 2012.03.05 9.23 in Pointless Blather

So Monday morning has arrived, but life still sucks.

I hope it’s not going to be another one of those months. I just barely survived February.

Monday Mornings…

Posted 2011.05.17 9.24 in Uncategorized

You know your week is off to a bad start when you wake up, open the blinds, and see…

 

Those LED blinkin-flashins ontop of the car are so amazingly bright. Where do they get such bright LEDs?

Mondays…

Posted 2010.11.29 8.36 in Pointless Blather

Mondays. There ought to be a law against Mondays. Particularily the mornings.

Bleh.

Don’t Barf on the Furniture!

Posted 2010.03.25 8.40 in Cats

It’s one of my rules.

I expect most people have a similar rule, but perhaps they don’t need to spell it out – like an unwritten rule, common sense or whatever. I expect people who live with cats, will have a better idea what I’m talking about.

So my cats like cat grass. I’m not talking about catnip, but cat grass. It’s a plant, it’s grass, it’s safe for cats to eat and it helps their digestion. It’s good especially in springtime when they’re prone to hairballs, what with the winter fur shedding. Pixie is fairly good, she nibbles in moderation. Misha is more apt to gorge on the greens then hock it all back up a little while later.

Hence the rule: Don’t Barf on the Furniture.

When I give them catgrass, I remind them of the rule. Over and over. I’m glad you’re enjoying the catgrass, just Don’t Barf on the Furniture!

So imagine the joy I felt in my heart when the cats woke me at 4:00am. They had been playing chase, and the chase ended in my bedroom. Misha had been in the process of climbing overtop of me when it happened. I woke to a cat practically standing on my face making Hoch Hoch noises.

I tried to get her to move off the bed – first through reminding her Don’t Barf on the Furniture! Then by physically trying to push her off the bed. Cats have the ability to alter local gravity though, so when they don’t want to move they can seem double or tripple their weight. It makes them very immobile.

She did finally turn around so she was aiming off the side of the bed. More Hoch Hoch noises. Then she jumped down and sat in a corner. She was upset and embarrased. She knows she broke a rule, but more importantly, she embarassed herself infront of Pixie while they were playing.

Finally I could see that she’d managed to barf on the bed, the sheets, and my pillow. It looked like she got them all in a single shot – pretty remarkable. Anyhow, 4:00am is not the time for doing laundry, so I got up and tried to finish the night sleeping on the sofa.

Cats. Gotta love ’em.

This Sucks!

Posted 2009.07.16 5.45 in Pointless Blather

I woke up at 5:30 this morning, thirsty. Got up, drank some water, went back to bed thinking, thank the Gods it’s Saturday, if I can get back to sleep I can sleep in.

Pause.

Then I start thinking, wait, is it Saturday?

Pause.

Crap – this is Friday… so I can’t sleep in, gotta go to work. But at least, tomorrow I can sleep in. Happy.

Pause.

Wait a minute – it’s not even Friday, is it? ┬áIt’s frakking Thursday. Dagnabbit. Grumbles.

This sucks.