Well, Hello there...
How ya's doin? I'm okay...ain't been posting much, though...Keep spending all night talkin' to Paul. I'm not complainin', mind you. Not at all. Last night he quizzed me on 70's rock songs...that was a blast. But, I ain't gittin' chit done as far as cleaning or blogging or interacting with da fuzzy kids (anymore than to just shoo them offa the table and keyboard before they go sending Paul some kinda cryptic cat-porn shit).
(Matter of fact we've got an IM window open right now, but, he's on the phone and I'm allegedly cleaning something....hehehe)
Daggone it...I just realized...it'd be cool if Acidman did a real-er one....say, one that lists all his blog-kids. You know...the people who 'started blogging specifically because of him...' Ahem. In the meantime........... On to other news. I've got dishes that need to be washed, before we get into the whole "washin' silverware on an 'as needed' basis" thing, I've got laundry that needs to be subdued, there's the animals and all their attendant shit (in some cases literally shit, too...)...just all kindsa stuff I oughta be doin'. Buu-uuut.......I can also do all that shit later this morning after I wear Paul out again. (That usually happens about 5:00am his time.) And....I know me. Susie mentioned the other day that her cat likes to play 'roving speed bump' with her, too. My cats do the same shit. I spend 90% of my day walkin' around lookin' like Daffy Duck when he's playing Robin Hood "trippin', trippin', trippin....trip...trip...tri...splat". Stupid frickin'..... Then, last night, I kept hearing this whining noise. Sounded like either another cat outside crying or maybe a lone bird sounding off...I kept getting up to go look outside for the distressed animal. Except, everytime I went to the door, I lost the sound. I come back here, sit down...and there it is again. I was headed for a kitchen window to open it and get a lock on the direction, when it got louder and I heard it behind me. I turned around and look down and...it's Malcolm (the one I named after that gorgeous bastard in AC/DC) and he's asleep on the floor, cat-snorin'! Little shit, makin' me go looking for some 'hurt' animal or something....
Then, I'm in the bathroom, having successfully kept all the kiddo's out (Eric was asleep, so I was safe there) and I keep seeing all these sets of paws, with the occasional half a face comin' in under the door. Fifteen or so cat arms all tryin' to reach me on my perch/throne. I don't think so...BWAHAHAHAHA! And...I think I wuv Donnie. He claimed me as his kin, whether Acidman's our blog-daddy or not...thank Goodness. (Seein' as how us two-among others-got lost in the crowd....lol) (I just got this mental image of Rob standin' there with one or two of us in front of him, with 49 other of his 'kids' running around creating havoc in the background, listening as he sputters out a host of names, tryin' to get to ours...Hell, my own Dad does that and he's only THREE kids...of course Dad likes to call various people "Vivian" every now and again, so he cheats by using 'not kid' names, too...lmao) Anywaaaa-aaay.... Paul's still on the phone, the dishes still ain't done and I don't see not one single animal around here offering or even trying to lift a paw to help clean up the mess they sooo professionally know how to make, so I guess I'll go git started myself... Until Paul cames back, anyway... (Oh, please DO make it soon, TBT.)
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