Have been in new house total about 48 hours now. Fuzz has been sleeping with me as usual though for the first 12hrs or so he wouldn't come out of one or another closet. He seems to be okay for the most part now, though still looks around fearfully from time to time. I have yet to see him eat anything, though he has used the new litter box. He'll get there.
Tomorrow I go back to Gainesville to clean up the old house and hand back the key to my landlady. Ah well. Everything changes.
I've arranged the room that shall be the new Fortress of Solitude for the most part, though I have not yet arranged the source books, crystals, whatnot. Magazine carts, video and book drawers are all in attendance. Debating hanging the dragon picture in there.
Will need a stepladder for kitchen. All cabinets are just too high for me to use more than the lowest shelf and I need more space than that.
Am writing this from local library since do not yet have DSL turned on at the house. A bit miffed they seem to be filtering content and cutting off downloads, mutilating several of my podcasts. I guess it doesn't occur to them that some of us are new in town and this is the only 'net we've had in 3 days and we've gone thru all our previously saved podcasts. Also, why would they care if I'm reading FF.net? Or Keira Marcos's site? Thought it was just a glitch until I tried FF.net, then MrsHammill's site. None of them loaded. Yet MrsHammill's dreamwidth site loaded. Kinda hinky. :-b
Showing posts with label Fuzz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fuzz. Show all posts
12/09/2008
I was afraid for about 24 hrs. that history was going to repeat itself. Fuzz went outside yesterday before I had to go to work (6th day, went in at noon). He didn't come home until just a few minutes ago, so almost 24 hrs. outside. For a little while I was beginning to wonder if I'd lost him just like I lost Boo 1 year and 3 days ago.
But here he is now, came in screaming his head off for food, and is now in his window seat I think.
So I am getting better now. Just in time to spend all fragging day running the errands I could have accomplished in a much more leisurely fashion if I wasn't inexplicably working six days.
Stayed up til 2:30 AM last night reading fanfic.
Bought a shredder yesterday to help deal with the paper clutter re this giant overstuffed filing cabinet I call a house. Will get some packing boxes today to begin packing non-essential books. In with all the other dozen things I've got to do today. Like paying property taxes on a house I'm about to sell. Property taxes used to pay for schools for kids I don't personally have. But are they fixing the screwed up pavement on Mack Smith Road that I have to run over every day at least once? No. Are they picking up my garbage for free? No.
That reminds me, the car needs its second oil change. Have had the Honda for a year and a half now, and this is only the second oil change. I've only got about 10,500 miles on it. Okay, yeah, I never go anywhere. But that's because I have nowhere to go.
But here he is now, came in screaming his head off for food, and is now in his window seat I think.
So I am getting better now. Just in time to spend all fragging day running the errands I could have accomplished in a much more leisurely fashion if I wasn't inexplicably working six days.
Stayed up til 2:30 AM last night reading fanfic.
Bought a shredder yesterday to help deal with the paper clutter re this giant overstuffed filing cabinet I call a house. Will get some packing boxes today to begin packing non-essential books. In with all the other dozen things I've got to do today. Like paying property taxes on a house I'm about to sell. Property taxes used to pay for schools for kids I don't personally have. But are they fixing the screwed up pavement on Mack Smith Road that I have to run over every day at least once? No. Are they picking up my garbage for free? No.
That reminds me, the car needs its second oil change. Have had the Honda for a year and a half now, and this is only the second oil change. I've only got about 10,500 miles on it. Okay, yeah, I never go anywhere. But that's because I have nowhere to go.
6/17/2008
1/07/2007
Games you can play with your cat:
Chasing cat food pellets across the floor.
Playing fetch with hair ties.
Alien Flashball.
Yes, folks, it's the first video game you can play with your cat.
My cat Fuzz likes to sit on the table right next to the computer and watch me play this. Occassionally it gets to be too much and he decides it would be better as a tag team effort and tries to hit the flying balls himself. Only problem: he uses his paws, not the trakball.
He's also an immensely educated cat now. He enjoys watching science show videos on Google Video. We've watched all of Cosmos, The Elegant Universe, and Nova's "This Old Pyramid" together. He really does pay attention. He sits here beside the screen and watches it with every sign that he's paying attention. Sometimes he even tries to sniff the screen or bats at the people or things moving on it, but not in his Matrix-trailer "must KILL NEO" kind of way.
So at least one of my furry children is getting an education.
Chasing cat food pellets across the floor.
Playing fetch with hair ties.
Alien Flashball.
Yes, folks, it's the first video game you can play with your cat.
My cat Fuzz likes to sit on the table right next to the computer and watch me play this. Occassionally it gets to be too much and he decides it would be better as a tag team effort and tries to hit the flying balls himself. Only problem: he uses his paws, not the trakball.
He's also an immensely educated cat now. He enjoys watching science show videos on Google Video. We've watched all of Cosmos, The Elegant Universe, and Nova's "This Old Pyramid" together. He really does pay attention. He sits here beside the screen and watches it with every sign that he's paying attention. Sometimes he even tries to sniff the screen or bats at the people or things moving on it, but not in his Matrix-trailer "must KILL NEO" kind of way.
So at least one of my furry children is getting an education.
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