But please, feel free to believe that he is, and take him away.
But please, feel free to believe that he is, and take him away.
Why? Because my wonderful cat, delight of my life, peed on my bed while I was in it.
He is now in deep disgrace, my sheets have been swiftly deposited in the bath, and I am bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, and contemplating dim-sims for dinner.
My CAT is SNORING.
I'm not married. I'm not living with anyone. Nor do I have small children. There is no reason I should be getting kept awake by a loud companion. AND YET.
My lovely cat is snuggled up next to me, contentedly snoring as loudly as his teeny nose can manage. And it is so, SO LOUD.
My night so far consists of waking up every half-hour or so to vomit. Then trying to find yet another butter-menthol substitute around my house...
(Does the rest of the world have butter-menthols? They're cough drops - containing butter and menthol - and are really good for soothing sore throats.)
The interesting bit? I'm not actually sick.
I was sick, a couple of days ago, with a cold. In which, courtesy of a stuffy nose, I ended up with post-nasal drip - which is where you have snot dripping down the back of your throat and irritating you into coughing.
I also (if you recall) have had whooping cough in recent memory. Which means my throat is slightly more sensitive than it should be. So, slight cough became bigger cough, which has now progressed to REALLY HORRIBLE cough that wakes me up every half-hour... originally just to cough and feel lousy, but now I'm actually throwing up from coughing too much.
I need butter-menthols, or similar (used up the cough syrup this morning). I don't have any - but I've already explored the full range of stuff available in my house, from lemsip, to asthma puffers, to soothing drinks, to, most recently, just big spoonfuls of honey. Hopefully it'll calm my throat down enough to last until 7am, when the shops open.
I'd considered buying butter-menthols yesterday, actually, but shrugged and decided I could always get them when I needed them. Hah.
A serious poll from me right now would go something like this:
Given that I am sick, and awake at 12:47am with no possibility of getting back to sleep even though I'm tired should I:
a) go to work tomorrow and suffer through a long day, thus demonstrating commitment to new job?
b) stay home tomorrow, and watch huge amounts of tv?
c) decide I'm way too sick to get on a plane on Friday, and give up on Adelaide trip?
d) dose myself up on all the anti-cold pills I can find, and hope the world retreats behind a fuzzy cloud of numbness?
That would be depressing. Have a silly poll, instead:
I have to marry a supervillain. Should it be:
I am out of money, and have to kidnap a Plucky Heroine to hold a superhero to ransom. Should it be:
Given that I have just kidnapped the aforementioned Plucky Heroine, how screwed am I?
Very, very screwed.
Not at all. She's very nice, and will probably take pity on your inept villainy.
Enjoy your lovely ransom money. You won't have long to enjoy it.
You really didn't think this through, did you?
Run. Just run.
For tax reasons, I have to give up one of my many superpowers. The one I should STOP having is:
controlling all birds
nimthiriel (the housemate) and her husband moved out this weekend, and Smudge spent the whole day walking around looking lost and bewildered, carrying the pyjama cord for comfort. He's spending another week with me, and then moving across to their new place. Elf will miss him... and so will I...
Far too many late nights in a row. I keep falling asleep in odd locations.
On dr_carrot's recommendation, I have started using exciting new shampoo/conditioner/body wash/face cleaner, from MooGoo! So far, I'm enjoying it.
It's apparently called MooGoo because it was invented by dairy farmers using an adapted form of the lotion they put on cow udders to keep them healthy...
This weekend, the boyfriend has helped me nephew-sit, lent me his car to get me home early, started a jigsaw with me, moved furniture for my housemates, eaten my cooking and made yummy noises, held my hand, watched ridiculous tv with me, whispered silly comments during church, listened to all my ridiculous blathering, and patted my cat.
I really will get all those photos up soon, I promise...
And they don't just get revenge. Oh, no.
Cats stand around and watch, eagerly, waiting for that final triumphant moment when you will discover their revenge and TRULY KNOW THE POWER OF THEIR FELINE WRATH. MWAHAHAHA.
(I can't be certain that it was Elf who peed all over my bed this evening - but from the way he hung around my bedroom innocently, observed my full grossed-out reaction, and then sprinted for cover once I began to recover from the shock... I'm pretty sure it was.)
Silly anti-anxiety meds - very helpful in getting over near-breakdown, but have the side-effect of making me drowsy all the time. I keep needing afternoon naps and early nights. Hence the disappointing lack of interesting posts here lately.
However, to summarise my Interesting TV thoughts of late:
- Downton Abbey!
- Warehouse 13!!
It's rather nice discovering new things that are worth watching.
Anyone have any thoughts on any of those?
I've never played before - my basic understanding of the game comes from seeing random snippets on tv. (And not broadcast games on tv; I'm talking about characters in other tv shows who happen to be watching basketball.)
I have, however, played netball. Badly. And I figure "playing netball badly" is pretty much the definition of playing basketball, so...
I went along to watch a game this evening - for the team I will be playing with next week. It looked fairly easy, but I still haven't figured out all the different fouls or how they work. Hopefully Wikipedia will have some answers for me.
I occasionally go "Nah, he's a cat. He'd like anyone who fed him." But I'd be wrong about that. My cat is, in fact, very much obsessed with me, personally.
I just got home from a weekend away with my family - a whole day-and-a-half. And my cat has not left my side since I walked through the door.
He has varied from
a) sitting next to me
b) sitting at the other end of the bed
c) purring at me
d) sniffing my nose
e) sitting on top of me
f) walking over to check that I'm really still here.
*feels very loved*
What I really need is two jobs.
For the first I've got editing (with the aforementioned punctuation swarms and brain liquidising), but to balance it out I really need to find another job that is about as opposite as I can get.
NINJA LION-TAMER KICK-BOXING, WITH FLAME BREATH AND GRENADE GLOVES.
AND I CAN BE IN A SECRET SOCIETY WITH ALL THE OTHER NINJA KICK-BOXING LION TAMERS, AND WE CAN ALL SWAP GRENADE GLOVE RECIPES. BUT WE'LL HAVE TO TALK IN A CODE ENTIRELY MADE UP OF GROANING, BECAUSE IN OUR DAY JOBS WE'LL BE EDITORS AND TEACHERS AND THINGS, SO BY THE TIME IT GETS TO MIDNIGHT AND WE CAN ASSEMBLE FOR OUR SECRET MEETINGS OUR BRAINS WILL HAVE MELTED OUT OUR EARS AND SLOSHED OFF TO HIDE. BUT IT WON'T MATTER IF OUR GROANS DON'T MAKE SENSE, BECAUSE NONE OF US WILL BE LISTENING ANYWAY. WE'LL BE WAY TOO BUSY AIMING NINJA KICKS AT LIONS.
It's the perfect solution, really.
Fun day (LONG day), involving lots of photos, lots of champagne, and getting to catch up with friends I haven't seen in quite a while.
I am now home, and rather exhausted...
- My housemate is now on her honeymoon for a week, so I have the house to myself. WOO! *starts meth lab* *also organises terrorism cell HQ in living room* *crazed dance party*
- Still need to write most of my Remix fic. In a single week. *panics*
- Two weddings in two days is a bit much, really. *collapses*
Ironically, I've given up "unnecessary spending" for Lent. But despite it being shiny and exciting, I decided this was definitely necessary spending: I've been considering it for months, and am making a Long Term Investment In My Fitness. Or some sort of thing like that.
The way I figure it, I'm
2) way too lazy to go outside if it's cold, or raining, or dark, or if I just don't feel like it.
Thus I get no exercise. But this is right there, not in the cold dark rainyness, only takes ten minutes at a time (unless I feel excited), and also records my high scores. And since my high scores are currently... well, rather low... my competitive instincts kick in every time I look at them, thus motivating me to keep on exercising! I will get really fit!
See? Necessary spending.
(I did, however, pass up the opportunity to buy many exciting console games, as well as a Wii-Party, on the grounds that they were clearly unnecessary spending. And I'm doing my whole Lent thing, despite not being Catholic.)
But anyway - Wii-Fit! Woo!
I've created a little "Mii", who looks just like me, and has already improved her tennis scores...
WOOOOOO! *does excited victory lap around the house*
It probably would have been less frustrating to get things right the first time, but when you've unpicked and then unpicked again, thrown the whole thing across the room, screamed in annoyance at the one millionth mistake... it really is so satisfying to finish the damn thing.
And this? This is incredibly satisfying. :D
(The object in question is a pillowcase. A big triangular one with a ruffle along the edge - so slightly more complex than "pillowcase" would tend to mean. And really hard to actually sew from scratch.
But my big triangly pillow is finally covered and back in service! I get to sit up in bed again! Yay!)
*is terribly accomplished and oh so pleased*
*is also slightly smug*
...well, no, I don't. But I'm stuck in bed with a virus - and honestly, right now I feel less like I want to die and more like I already have.
- a headache
- a blocked nose
- a sore throat
- an upset stomach
- lots of dizziness
- post-nasal drip
- a fever
- a doctor's guarantee that this thing is going to get worse before it gets better
Meanwhile, I am coming up on 15 hours in bed, and I am bored. Entertain me, if you please!
It also has a weird colour scheme from about the sixties, but that adds to the charm.
The boyfriend and I went to the Astor last night, to see two anime features. I've been hearing about this place for years: a standard back-of-the-toilet-door accessory in share houses is the Astor's poster of upcoming features. But I've never been before.
One thing I enjoyed was the previews. I'm used to the LATEST 21ST CENTURY MOVIES!!! previews, but because of the Astor's unusual movie preferences, you're more likely to get previews for
a) foreign subtitled movies you've never heard of
b) really really old movies with corny STARRING THE RADIANT AUDREY HEPBURN announcements
c) really really old foreign subtitled movies you've never heard of
All very fascinating.
So - among other things, I have now seen Spirited Away, and my uni friends can stop bugging me to watch it.
Just got back from a weekend at Philip Island, with my family. Possibly I'll talk about this later, but right now I'm too tired.
In other news, I just plugged my iPhone into my computer to sync things, and got a "new update!" message - so I said "Yes! I'll update my software!"
...and my phone promptly decided it didn't like the update, and it was going to freeze and stop working.
Now I have to restore the whole thing - which erases all my info - and then put all the info back on my phone from my computer. *wibbles* What if it doesn't put my contacts back on? Or my calendar? Or all my lovely music... *wibbles some more*
- Spent several days in Mildura meeting the boyfriend's rellies. I have now met 6 aunts and uncles, 7 cousins, 4 significant others of cousins, and 3 kids of cousins. *is exhausted*
- Remembered to take my camera, but forgot to take any photos. I'm thinking of doing Project 365 next year, so I get back into the swing of photoing.
- One of the aforementioned cousins has a cook book (Womens' Weekly) that I really wanted to steal and smuggle home with me. Her mother has a cook book (home made) that I almost did steal and smuggle home with me. It's awesome! She gave me the "custard" page to try out...
- I'm sure I remember (and my family can back me up on this) being very outspoken about foods I simply could not eat because they were gross. Somewhere along the line I seem to have turned into someone who will eat everything that's put on her plate without complaining, will decide to at least seem to enjoy it, and then will actually enjoy it. Even the beetroot! Not quite sure how this transformation happened.
- Am very sunburnt from riding on the back of a ute. Still enjoyed the ute ride.
- Also enjoyed getting to ride on a humungous piece of machinery as it harvested lots of wheat. Hurrah!
- Melbourne has hills. I don't ever remember how many until I go to somewhere flat (like Mildura) and miss all my lovely hills.
- I also missed my cat! He's so wonderful! I came back and patted him, rang Mum, patted him, treated sunburn, patted him...
How was everyone's Christmas?