It's eleven o' clock on a Friday night, so what else would I be doing but posting on LJ?
This evening finds me at home alone and loving it. I have the house to myself for the majority of this long weekend and I'm looking forward to it more than I can say. I can be quite a solitary creature when I put my mind to it, although I'm afraid my Timothy-of-the-Heads doesn't quite understand that. At any rate, he's off in Sydney while the Bindi is off in Bendigo and I'm here alone with the cats, playing my music a wee too loud. I hope my neighbours are enjoying it.
It's a nice house to be alone in, too. The old place was OK, but weirdly sterile at times. And the house I grew up in used to creep me out if I happened to be there on my own at night. Which I often was, since I used to house-sit for the parents when they went away. That house made noises. Strange noises. All I have to deal with here is Nala, the Bindi's weird cat. And I think I may have worked out what's wrong with it: she has multiple personality issues. She either runs away from me in terror or comes up to me when I'm at the computer to rub against my legs - there's nothing in between. And before, I bent over to pat her as I was walking to the kitchen, fully expecting her to run away... which she did...
...right into my legs, so she could rub against them. It was like one part was screaming Run away! whilst another was telling her to run away directly to me.
It must be very confusing to live in that cat's brain.
If she even has one.
Much easier to live in Pickle's brain, which only has about four basic settings: sleep, run around the house like you're being chased by an army of avenging rodents (also known as the PSYCHOPANTS!! mode), attack unsuspecting hands with claws and/or teeth (preferably both) and eat.
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crazedturkey and rigel_7: Where are the promised voice posts? Where?? How can I be jelaous of the fun you were having/are having/did have if I'm not hearing all about it?
This evening finds me at home alone and loving it. I have the house to myself for the majority of this long weekend and I'm looking forward to it more than I can say. I can be quite a solitary creature when I put my mind to it, although I'm afraid my Timothy-of-the-Heads doesn't quite understand that. At any rate, he's off in Sydney while the Bindi is off in Bendigo and I'm here alone with the cats, playing my music a wee too loud. I hope my neighbours are enjoying it.
It's a nice house to be alone in, too. The old place was OK, but weirdly sterile at times. And the house I grew up in used to creep me out if I happened to be there on my own at night. Which I often was, since I used to house-sit for the parents when they went away. That house made noises. Strange noises. All I have to deal with here is Nala, the Bindi's weird cat. And I think I may have worked out what's wrong with it: she has multiple personality issues. She either runs away from me in terror or comes up to me when I'm at the computer to rub against my legs - there's nothing in between. And before, I bent over to pat her as I was walking to the kitchen, fully expecting her to run away... which she did...
...right into my legs, so she could rub against them. It was like one part was screaming Run away! whilst another was telling her to run away directly to me.
It must be very confusing to live in that cat's brain.
If she even has one.
Much easier to live in Pickle's brain, which only has about four basic settings: sleep, run around the house like you're being chased by an army of avenging rodents (also known as the PSYCHOPANTS!! mode), attack unsuspecting hands with claws and/or teeth (preferably both) and eat.
I shall close this post with a complaint issued in the direction of
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