Category: Life Stuff

I picked my cat’s ashes up from the vet today.  Brought her home. Put her box-shaped container under the urn that contains one of my other cats. I really regret that I didn’t have this done for Sa’am when I had to have him put down. The situation was overwhelming. It was the first time [...]

The alarm went off at 7am. I heard The Roommate moving around. He went downstairs and I heard the back door open. Today was trash day, so it was easy to guess he was taking out his trash. About five minutes later there was a knock on the bedroom door. The Roommate. “It’s Anime,” he [...]

I might have jury duty tomorrow. Did you know that while pens, pencils, plastic utensils, and jewelry are allowed in the assembly room, knitting needles and crochet hooks are not? I’m not exactly sure how knitting needles are more lethal than a pencil (unless they’re spy knitting needles that are actually hypodermics (and how cool [...]

Shoulder: still hurts. Saw doctor. Said “It hurts when I do this.” He said “Oh.” Sense of humour is not strong in that one. Anyhow. I have a referral to see an orthopedic surgeon for a cortisone injection. … in December…. Like, a month from now. For what will probably be a 15 minute visit [...]

Kitti thinks it’s significant that the Ghost Cat walked in unasked and started making himself at home. I really don’t know if I’m ready for another cat, especially one that looks so much like Robin. It is a sweet cat and he does seem pretty insistent on moving in, though. But the vet bills! The [...]

Kitti is going to go back to school in January. He’s filled out the financial aid forms and turned in his college application. You’d think that would do it — well, aside from the placement testing and the picking of classes, at least. Not so if you’re an immigrant. He’s already had to go to [...]

Robin the cat (aged 16) makes his last trip to the vet tomorrow. He’s drinking, but not really eating. Mobility is impaired, and he seems to be unsure of where he is. He’s happy and comfortable but it’s time. I hate this so much. I can’t even put into words how much I hate this.

Someone or something keeps leaving meat in my yard. I don’t mean anonymous bits of meat that may or may not be human. It’s not severed fingers or kidneys or things like that. It’s hot dogs. Chicken legs. Cooked red meat. Pork (don’t point out that if it looks like pork it could be human. [...]

This is my plan: 1. Write a short story. 2. Sell it. 3. Get my next tattoo with the money. That’s how I got my Kindle. I sold “The Pardoner’s Tale” and when I got my first royalty check I used the money to buy a Kindle. I know the tattoo thing is a weird [...]