I’m not sure what this is a sign of, but it’s got to be a sign of something. I can be completely out of every ounce of substances edible to humans, but if I’m tired, I’ll just say “Fuck it, I’ll pick something up tomorrow.” But if I’m even almost out of cat food, it ...
A few odds and ends before I disappear into Foot Surgery Land tomorrow: – Disgusting double-entendre of the day. – CBS resurrected Jericho, which makes me happy because I enjoyed how insanely ridiculous that show was. I was not enough of a fan to send unsolicited tons of peanuts to CBS, but still, it’s nice ...
A few small pieces of flotsam and jetsam, Krazy-glued together into one for your convenience. 1. Doc’s taking off the cast tomorrow, so I find out if (*cough cough* when *cough cough cough*) I need surgery. At least I’ll finally be able to scratch this itch on the outside of my leg that’s been driving ...
– There is nothing that will wake a cat owner faster from a dead sleep at 4am than the sound of a cat, even halfway across the house, about to puke. – When it’s this cold in LA (37 degrees when I left the house yesterday), does that mean hell’s officially frozen over? – Working ...