Ar Hyd y Nos
As predicted, much pitiful mewing in the wee hours. And the not-so-wee hours. And the definitely not-even-close-to-being-wee hours.
She’s breaking my heart.
As predicted, much pitiful mewing in the wee hours. And the not-so-wee hours. And the definitely not-even-close-to-being-wee hours.
She’s breaking my heart.
I still play with the magnetic poetry set in my office, though I’ve not posted any poems recently. It tends to make me feel like an e. e. cummings wannabe, since the only capital letter in any of the sets is the letter “I”. I noticed this poem on the board my office Friday: I…
I saw the first episode of Torchwood: Miracle Day this morning (taped from last night). I was a bit worried about it, since the BBC show has teamed with STARZ and I’d heard they’d Americanized the show a bit. Since Torchwood is a remote spin-off from Dr. Who, and since Dr. Who has a large…
Sorry … I’ve had a few people ask me this now, and I keep forgetting to include it in an entry. We really don’t know why Clueless Wonder is sick. We’ve been able to rule out some things. No foreign object shows up on radiographs, so he didn’t swallow one of the ACfH’s toys or…
*sigh* I was beginning to think I’d be able to hold onto my good health for 2011. That’s all I ask for. One good year. The Fates are contrary/ornery/just plain mean. I actually don’t know what the problem is. It started Monday this week with a general sensitivity in my lower back. I figured I’d…
Got a hit on my site meter from Lucasfilms last night, about 11:00 my time. I was able to confirm using the IP#, but the referring source and pages viewed were blocked. I’ll admit to wondering why somebody working at a prestigious outfit like that would still be using Netscape instead of the superior Internet…
So I was talking with a male friend yesterday online, someone who I respect rather highly. In the midst of the conversation (which was sort of a back and forth joke about what do guys/gals really want) he said: From what I’ve seen especially over at the diary site in many hostile entries, it’s very…
It’s so hard to do anything with much joy when there is an animal in the house who is unhappy.
Ask me how I know.
Hope things get better….
Can’t think of a more appropriate song for the situation.
The poor little mite. And poor sleep-deprived caregivers 🙁
ew, about making up things,
my favorite music from ozzie is 33silent
Poor wee thing. Does she have to wear an e-collar?
When Dunkie has his allergies and has to wear his e-collar and he itches all over but can’t get to it and sometimes he whines, that breaks my heart. I can totally relate. You can’t explain things to them, either. "It’s not my fault!" you want to say.