I don't understand folks who thrive on drama.I hate it. I've just had a big pile of steaming drama dumped on me. I don't know how to deal with it yet. I think I'll just make a pot of tea and ruminate.
You're probably sick of my posts about Riff. But guess what?Here's another one. I ventured forth to the kitchen to put the coffee on only to find that she'd completely destroyed the bunch of sunflowers that were given to me yesterday. The kitchen floor is now a carpet of petals and stem, an orange mess. I...See More »
There's a space in my heart for my best friends.They came for a visit, and brought a huge bunch of sunflowers that really brighten the place up. I'm kind of depressed. I'm officially chemically imbalanced that way. I also have schizophrenia. It sometimes gets me down. But thank whoever is in...See More »
I grew weed on my parents carport roof. WWhen I was a teenager. They were coming along nicely, I'd tote my guitar up there and sing to them, feed them blood and bone, pick the aphids off. Then one night there was a terrible storm, and my plants blew off into the driveway. That morning I...See More »
Today is day five of No Smoking.I can't afford the cough that goes with smoking; busted rib. I suppose that's a silver lining. The not smoking. I'm using a nicotine inhaler and have not had any tantrums or violent outbursts and I'm optimistic that I'll be a non-smoker when my...See More »
Does your cat groom you?Riff does. A hard groom, too, like a mama and her baby. I've just discovered that she responds to the "kissing" noise, with kisses. You know, when you pucker your lips and make a smoochy noise? She gets to licking and nuzzling most seriously.
Boy howdy I'm getting mighty sick of this.I'm tired of the pain. I'm tired of the pain KILLERS. I'm tired of the despondency that comes with being couch bound. I lie very still and watch Netflix until my eyes blur; I can't concentrate to read. I can't play my guitar. I'm thoroughly at the...See More »
Well that didn't go down as well as I thought it would. It'sIt's time Riff made the transition to being an indoor/outdoor cat. So I let her loose in my courtyard, with me guarding one gate and my dad the other. She shook, cried and tried to make a break for it through my neighbour's fence. I picked her up...See More »
Want to commiserate?If you've got troubles, come to my place. We can wrap ourselves up in a big, soft blanket while we watch the original first series of Twin Peaks. Or we can dip into my Rik Mayall collection. There's a bar, buds, Netflix and all manner of deliverable...See More »
I've got a lot of time on my hands.I'm nursing a fractured rib and am pretty much couch bound. I can't play my guitar, I can't concentrate enough to read. All I seem to be able to do is rustle up small meals ever four hours or so to take pain meds. And zone out with Netflix. I may...See More »
Do you live alone or do you share?I live alone. Well, that's not entirely true; I've got two cats. I've come to really enjoy my solo existence. I shared with my partner of fifteen years and it was an adjustment when we separated, it was tough. But I got through it. Can't really...See More »
There's now coffee all over my living room floor.I turned my back for one moment and Riff gets her paddy paws into my frothy latte. Not content with a sip, she had to get right in there and have a paddle. She's covered in froth. I also have to guard my morning orange juice; she loves the stuff....See More »
So tomorrow is Riff's first day outside.It'll be a supervised outing, and just in my back courtyard. I have a mate coming round to help me guard the two gates that lead to the carpark and a big road. I'll be posting pics; it's a big day for her. She's had all her shots, no reason to deny...See More »
I'm enjoying a rare moment of blissful harmony.Riff the kitten is snuggled up with me on the couch (I'm watching 8 Mile on Netflix) while Smudge sleeps oblivious one foot away. Riff is so warm and soft, she's twitching and grunting in her sleep. My girls. I do love them so.
I don't think I'm asking for much.Just snuggle with me and the cats under a soft blanket and watch Elvira. And make me breakfast. Consisting of crispy bacon, French Toast, eggs both scrambled and fried, sausage, pancakes and coffee. I'll be good to you.
Why can't they just get along??For those of you not in the know, I've introduced a kitten to the household as a companion/playmate for Smudge. Who is nine. She lost her playmate and was wandering around the flat crying, ostensibly for her missing friend. So I got Riff. Female...See More »
Just read on Google newsthat the writer for the characters of Bert and Ernie from Sesame Street wrote them as a gay couple. The show, Sesame Street, disagrees.
Sigh. I'm too sore to get up and yellat the little buggers that live next door. I think they had red cordial for breakfast judging from the shrill pitch of their screams. They harass the cats, peep through the windows and screen doors and have endless loud games outside my front porch....See More »
I'm on shitloads of painkillersand re-living my early teenage years through the timeless wonder of Degrassi High. Not the new bullshit series, the old original and superior episodes. While a cat purrs so hard on me that I feel it resonate through my stomach. Drugs, cats and...See More »
This has got to stop.I've broken a rib. Again. From an asthma induced coughing fit. It was a prolonged attack. As I said, this has got to stop. It's not normal in any sense of the word. So my GP and I need to get to the bottom of this. I feel like I've been stabbed....See More »
What the hell??Someone's cut all of my roses. I had a gorgeous rose bush that was in bloom; just went out for a smoke and discovered that they're all gone. Cut. Who would do that??