Another Day, Another Starbucks

The little hellion made it through the night just fine. In fact, the goddamnedkitten didn’t even vomit once. Not only that, but just before I went to bed I found her up on the kitchen counters again, scouting about where the cookies had been cooling, looking for another tidbit. Sympathy and guilt gave way to…

Got this one from jenjea’s Diary just now. I really should leave you a comment, jen, since I keep stealing all your tests. Though, to be honest, I think this one might have missed its mark just a bit. If I were a sappy movie ballad, I would be Who Ya Gonna Call from Ghostbusters…

Dogs come when they’re called; cats take a message and get back to you later. — Mary Bly My kite arrived in the mail today! Kite (with fanny pack), string, spool … all tucked away safely in the trunk of my car. Now I stare out my office window at the absolutely still, hot morning…

If that last post looks to everyone else like it appears to me, I’d guess the bugs are starting to creep into DD.org.

One small cat changes coming home to an empty house to coming home. Pam Brown Clueless Wonder continues to improve. Granted, he’s improving far too slowly for my tastes, but he is improving. His vet, who was a classmate of mine, told me yesterday evening that Clueless was the first of an influx of cats…

It’s done. At least I think it is. The overall format is done, but I can’t let go of tweaking the words. It still doesn’t say what I want it to say. The next entry will only be public for today. After that I will put it on “Private”. I’m not supposed to reveal more…