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So I started cleaning out my closet (because who needs clean laundry?) and as I'm going through the junk, my cats are having a field day. There's boxes to chew on, and trash to chase down and pull out of the trash box! And on top of that, I keep finding toys (I'm cleaning my whole apartment, actually, and I might even vacuum later on) and throwing them around, and both of them are very happy about this.

I'll have to take pictures once I get everything all clean. So far I've got two bags and one box full of trash/junk, and I'm piling stuff on my couch to give away. Woot!

I am awake! For like the first time all week. Guys, it has been a crazy week. Going in to work early and staying late, every day? Not so much fun. But the paycheck will be magnificent. Working overtime sucks, but that paycheck sure is wonderful.

It's funny, I have to keep reminding myself that I'm not working tomorrow. My mind is convinced that work is all there is. But no! Tomorrow I am sleeping the heck in.

So if you look up the word pathetic in the dictionary, you will see a picture of Hawking. That kitten's life is so tragic! Last night I was cruel, so cruel to her, by locking her out of my bedroom while I was trying to sleep without a kitten playing with my toes. I am so mean. She cried due to the extreeeeeeme tragicness of it all. And then, of course, I caved and let her back in. Because I am a sucker.

Last night I started writing on a Thing. It's actually an idea from News From Poughkeepsie, one that really struck my fancy. I'm having fun with it so far, and I have an idea of where I'm going, I just have no idea why an entire apartment building would seclude itself from the world other than being a cult.

Hawking has decided to teeth on George, my stuffed dog that wears headphones that are secretly speakers. It is intensely amusing to see this little kitten hauling around a stuffed dog five times her size. But he's a tough dog, so long as she doesn't discover the pocket with the headphone jack.

I have an idea. I really want to clean out my closet. I want to toss all the junk that is in there and condense all the stuff I actually want to keep into just a few boxes or something. Then I want to get some cheap sheets or something and move my cats' litter boxes into that closet. Since I never use it, it would still be out of the way, but it'd be bigger. And then I could put some of my wire shelves into the coat closet that currently houses the litter boxes and finally have a pantry. This "using my counter as a pantry" thing is getting old. Also, being unable to use my Costco card to stock up for cheaps just because I don't have room is frustrating. I might get started on it tomorrow, but I kind of doubt it. Tomorrow needs to be laundry day first, then other stuff. But it is a plan. The only problem is the few clothing items I do keep in my closet. I figure the closet is big enough that I could possibly keep the clothes in the opposite corner with no ill effects, or I could use more of the wire shelving to rig something in my room proper. I'll figure something out, though. I want a pantry!

Oh! I am always amused my wank in non-wanky communities. The best was when there was DRAMA in weathernerds, but the girl was deleting comments so I didn't get the full effect. In cooking, though, DRAMA gets fun, because there are so many members. 99% of the time is it a totally drama-free community, but every once in a while we get someone come in with something really stupid, like a request to put all "unhealthy" recipes behind a cut to promote healthy living, and much fun is had. I love that community so much.

Remember that idea I had almost a month ago to make a mix cd of really EPIC songs? Well, it's coming together nicely. Right now I'm putting it in a good order and trying to decide how many Muse songs I really want on there. I don't want it to be all OMG MUSE but then again I can't decide between a couple of songs to pick one to keep. Decisions are hard! Because Mix CDs are serious business, yo. I'm also trying to decide if I want to do the burn-and-mail thing, or if I want to do it all on Muxtape. Or I might just zip it all up and post it to my own webspace. Decisions!

I feel like I have a lot more to say. I'm feeling talky. I slept today after getting home from work. I napped from about 5 to 9:30. I needed it, but now I'm going to be up all night and it's going to throw me off. I should go lay down and play Animal Crossing or something. I think that's what I'll do.

So, thanks to a certain extremely rotten kitten, I am now completely out of phone chargers.

She actually chewed through the last one about 5 minutes after I plugged my almost-dead phone into it. She was two feet away from me while I was trying to get beck to sleep. I opened my eyes about 3 seconds too last.

I gave her what-for, and three minutes later she was trying to reach up on my bedside stand (it's a trunk) to get the cord to gnaw on it some more. I yelled again, swatted her rotten little butt, and hid the cord.

Anyways! I don't have a phone charger. I figure this is a sign, since I was looking at getting a new phone and switching carriers anyways. My plan is to do the whole "play them against each other" thing so I can get the kind of plan I want. No more paying for billions of minutes I don't use, no matter how cheap those billions of minutes are.

And then I am going to use all these dead chargers (we are up to FOUR now) and hog-tie my kitten*. I figure if she associates cords with unhappiness, she might sty away from the things. And then I am going to get something unpleasant to put on all my charger cords ever.

Oh! Also! I am pretty much going to be keeping my phone on silent and not doing anything with it until something happens. Like, I won't be answering it or twittering on it or anything. And if anyone texts me and I don't reply, it's probably because my phone is dead, because it's been crying of low battery all morning.


*I probably won't actually do this. Probably.

This is a non-whiney post! I AM DETERMINED.

1) I will SO be back in school this fall. YES. Chemistry. Come hell or high water, I will be in a chemistry course. Finally!

2) As of tomorrow I will be back to only two cats! I predict a dance of glee from Tesla.

3) Uhhhh yay overtime?

4) Man, I don't know, I'm just excited about item #1.

( Pictures of cats! Tiger and Hawking, mostly, as Tesla pretty much spends her time hiding from the tiny terrors )


Also also: Hawking chewed through the cord of my DS charger. She has already chewed through the cord of my phone charger and several hair ties. Luckily I have spares of those, but now I have to buy a separate DS charger. I told her that this is SO not going to fly with me, but she blew me off. I wish I could catch her in the act so I could teach her not to do it. I'm just waiting for her to try to chew on something dangerous and hurt herself.

When Hawking wants to play, she finds her crinkle ball and carries it over to wherever I am so that I will throw it for her. I throw it, and she chases it down and brings it back to me. About half the time she'll drop it in my hand.

This morning*, I was laying in bed half-awake and I felt her swat at my hand. I looked over the edge and saw her sitting there, looking up at me, crinkle ball at her feet, waiting for me to throw it for her. It was pretty much the most adorable thing ever.

In other news, there is an experiment in my crock pot. It involves a large quantity of diced tomatoes my mom gave me, a couple cloves of garlic, Worcestershire sauce, and "savory herb" stuffing mix. I hope it turns out yummy.


*Morning, 2pm, same difference... I should probably get more sleep during the week.

This weekend was kind of busy!

Except for Friday night. Friday I came home and was asleep by 6pm. I woke up at 10am the next morning. Whoasleep.

Saturday afternoon, I took Hawking to her first vet visit. I got her all signed up for the Kitten Plan, and they gave her her first shots after doing some tests. She was NOT a happy kitty. She's pretty whiny anyways (she gets really pathetic when she is tired and wants in my lap) but when they took her back to draw her blood and do the "fecal exam" she yowled as if they were murdering her. I knew it was coming because a coworker took her brother and he did the same thing, but it was still sad to hear. But when they brought her back into the room it was funny because her leg and butt were wet from the rubbing alcohol swab, and it was pretty obvious she'd put up a fight. I knew she would, she's a feisty little thing. They they gave her ringworm some other kind of medicine (apparently she had ringworms something) and her shots, and she whined about both (I think she was more complaining about being held still, because she didn't noticeably flinch at the shot like it hurt her) and then clung to me so they wouldn't CRUELLY TORTURE her anymore. Poor thing has no idea she has to go back in three weeks. She was fine as soon as she got home, though, and took right to tackling Tesla's head as if she'd never been gone. I'm sure Tesla was thrilled to have her back.

By the way, Hawking thinks her name is STOPIT. Tesla was doing something the other night, and I said "STOP IT" in my Serious Voice, and from across the room I hear Hawking's little "Mrow?" and I laffed.

Saturday night, I went to Tom's Burgers with sparklyaria, gutterballjen, kandigurl, and auracel (Brandy, Jeni, Jess, and Megan, respectively) for dinner and had a delicious burger, then Jeni, Brandy and I went to see Prince Caspian and I completely fangirled over Reepicheep. I LOVE YOU REEPICHEEP. It made my heart happy to see him on the screen, complete with red feather on his circlet, and OMG THEY HAD TINY MOUSEY BAGPIPES and yeah that was pretty much awesome. Also, I really kept waiting for Caspian to deliver Inigo Montoya's line.

THEN. I slept, and today I did a whole lot of nothing (reading mostly) and then went to babysit for a coworker and had fun playing with the kiddo. And then I came home and now I should go to bed before work tomorrow but I don't wanna. I was practically falling asleep while I was babysitting, and now I'm wide awake. Thanks, brain.

EDIT: Okay, so apparently it was NOT ringworms that Hawking had. Ringworms are the highly contagious, makes-fur-fall-out Bad Things. She had something else I can't remember. My memory fails SO HARD.

This is pretty much what I'm thinking about when my cats fight.

(Drawn by medox, here. She is amazing)

Man, I've not posted a thing since Thursday. I feel like I need to post, so I will recap my weekend.

( Headache, podiobook, Juno, books, cooking, Mario Kart, Rock Band, Animal Crossing, and Battlestar Galactica )

Anyways. Bedtime. Possibly after a little Mario Kart.