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Yup, some more pictures from the cat chronicles. Early on I figured that KfH was just one of those kittens who gets bored easily. So I got her toys. Lots of toys. These are just the toys that I pulled out from underneath the hutch tonight. She had lots more that she hadn’t batted under…
Yeah, I know. Another test. This one is really good though. I got it from Nova’s Diary. She says to email it to people, but I don’t do mass e-mails (too close to spam-mail for my taste), so I figured I’d promote it here instead. Here’s an interesting psychology-type test. Give it a try, and…
Quarter to ten. The Professor is still abed. I opened the blinds in the bedroom to the window over the dresser, and the Warrior Princess now lies on top of the dresser, basking and generally being Queen (or at least, Princess) of all she surveys. The Clueless Wonder has received breakfast and is now curled…
Bruce Cockburn on the CD player, pacing the cage. The Socialist makes a point of pronouncing the “ck” in “Cockburn” (it’s properly pronounced Coe-burn). He does it just to annoy me. I suppose I’m cute when I’m annoyed. Never-the-less, I tend to play Cockburn’s music when the Socialist is out teaching, just to avoid getting…
#11 on Life’s Little Ironies List: The busier I am, the more I have to write and the less time I have to write it in.
We have four cats in our household (plus a cat I’m fostering for a rescue group I work with). Because of the Terrible Ringworm Outbreak of 2010, you are all mostly familiar with my little grey problem child, and the rest of the pride gets the short-end of the stick for updates. When my now…
I’ve sat here trying to think of a good comment, but what really comes to mind is "ouch." I feel the pain in your entry. I think this is a rollercoaster that we (those who keep online diaries) all ride. We put our words, feelings and hearts out there for everyone to see and sometimes we feel more vulnerable and exposed.
~QE
I dont know what to say…
Firstly, let me say I am at present reading your diary backward, so this comment is being made AFTER the ones on the more recent entry.
I echo the "ouch" above 🙁 I too hear you.
Not sure what this is all about, none of my business…except to say I care. Believe it or not.
You are a Latin scholar and will recognize this as bastardized Latin ;), but here goes: Illigitimi non carborundant.
Like the Elf, I too have read my way back to this point. I am also very sorry for whatever some jerk left in a private comment. L-ord knows, I’ve been there! I know how it sours the taste for online journaling, I’m dealing with a case of the Diarist’s Disease just now myself. I’m hoping to get over it, too. I’m glad I finally decided to pop in and leave a comment to see if you were alright. Yeah, I’m slow. Sue me. Oops, there’s that attitude showing again.
Hugs,
~Cali