Do you have a little time for me?

Friday! Friday! Friday!
Ask me a question day!
AberrantVirtue may be excused this week if she wishes, having just asked me five (5) in a seperate venue.

Had a bad day

I know you kids dig the rock and roll, and although I'm not familiar with the original (it being played on those new-fangled 'radio wave' things), my friend Klae assures me that you'll really 'dig' this:



Klae, by the by, is the author of "Beer Activated Girl" which can be found on the "Sick and Wrong" mix disc, but he assures me there are no naughty words in this song.

You think she needs you

Circumstantial evidence leads me to believe that the breathing machine is in fact of use. I find myself feeling nowhere near as overwhelmed as usual this week by the duties involved in being kittymommy and what other assorted sundry chores fall in my jurisdiction while the housemate is basking in the holiday sun.
In other news, the Cure mix disc has three versions of "Just Like Heaven" currently. If I cannot find anything to replace at least one of them before press time, I may rename the disc from "Hard to tell Poison from the Cure" to "Just Like the Cure".

I think it's time we blow this scene

From l2g, an article in the guardian for my vegetarian friends.

Other evidence that the breathing machine is working: I had lunch before work twice this week. On top of the cat/plant/whatever stuff. I don't think I would have been so daring before.
Lunch with Tamago and Diony on consecutive days--charming intelligent and beautiful companions with engaging conversation. It was almost like having a real social life.

Alas, one of the problems with having a social life is that I have pretty much no interest in being here at work. I would much prefer to still be discussing kitties and work and life and whatnot with Diony. And maybe trying that Louisiana sausage at Uncle Frank's, recommended by the wonderful Sunyata__. (The food was lovely; my only complaint that I'm not currently blaming on the large catering order they were trying to fill is that I'd like a sauce in between the very sweet 'mild' sauce and the swimming-in-pepper-seeds 'hot' sauce.)