Lazy

First, I feel it is my civic duty to call this to the attention of all my Australian readers. This link appeared in my July edition of mini-Air, the mini-Annals of Improbable Research e-magazine, from the people who bring you the Ig-nobel awards every year (also known as the “Iggies”.): 2004-07-13 Aussie Catnip Controversy Are…

Satan’s Little Fart Cloud has returned to Little Grey Shit status now that I no longer need to give her lime sulfur baths. While the smell may be gone, her freedom poses a new problem for me. Actually, it’s an old problem that has re-emerged now that all cats are now using all litter boxes….

The paracentesis was a bit of a disappointment today – we only got 3.3 liters of fluid out this time. Granted, that was enough to change me from a beached humpback to a beached grey whale, but it’s hard to feel grateful for it. We had a little trouble with bleeding this time too, which…

Yesterday was my ten year anniversary at Dear Diary. I only remembered this morning, although I put a reminder in my Microsoft Works Calendar. Too much on my mind this week, I guess. I went back and read a few of the earliest entries. I’m not the person I was then. I wonder when that…

Take the Corporate Mascot Test at Willaston’s Lounge! These freaking tests are getting demoralizing. And I should be completing my final paperwork so I can go the hell home.

There’s Living, and then there’s Life. These days I find myself so enmeshed in the Living part of things that I lose track of Life. It’s a forest for the trees sort of thing. When I do have time to search the forest, I sometimes find myself contemplating mortality’s end. It isn’t the sort of…