I am wearing a shirt today that I have no business even having in my possession, the shirt Kash gave me when I helped with the fund raiser for The Hills last weekend. I love this shirt.
I have to go to The House today to clean out some stuff and take some stuff with me before I line up movers to haul off the rest to storage. I will be alone in the house, people-y speaking, but furry girls will be there to purr and nuzzle and distract me from my goal. I am such a sucker for a cute kitty. (No pussy jokes, please. Those are best left in Turnbaby’s BTR show archives. [FAB: NO PEEING ON THE PUSSY! Unless... 
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Georgie would like you all to know that she is pretty and that her mama has wet hair. Oh, and most important message of all — she hates it when I give her bunny ears.
She got down after that. (Note: All photos are unflipped except the bunny ears one, hence any weirdness you might detect.)
I need to shop for a shower curtain liner. I am actually going to brave going into K-Mart today since that is the closest place to my home. I am scared. The last time I went there it was Christmas time and the small aisles plus oversized HAPPY ANIMALS ASSOCIATED WITH CHRISTMAS YAY IT’S HAPPY TIME WHEE very nearly triggered an anxiety attack in me. Perhaps I should learn the lesson of NOT going there on major holidays, if ever. But, nope, dumb as rocks.
Every single dish in my home is dirty because I’ve been studying instead of taking care of my home. At least the cats and I are fed and I have clean laundry again. That’s enough for me. I hope someone doesn’t mind my messy tendencies because … well, um, they’re permanent.
I won’t be making my reading quota today. Did I say that already? I definitely said it over at Twitter. Why aren’t you using Twitter? (Ok, yah, a lot of you are, but what about the rest of you?!! Come hang out!)
I think the reason to start this post was to mention Twitter, which I have done, so I will bid you bye! and say one more thing: All people who have fought for my freedom are in my thoughts. Thank you for doing that, you are our heroes.
Isn’t there a rule about pee’ing on anything that pees on you first?
btw, I think you are safe at KMart. It is Walmart that will get you.
How did I go from an icon to a generic icon in one comment? Weird.
Spooky.
The kitties are going to the house with you? Field trip!
I love it that the kitties get to go with you. Maybe you should take them into KMart for protection;-)
Ohhh, I see the confusion.
After I left The House new girls took the place of my girls. The Ex obtained two shelter kitties who are very affectionate and love to watch me do stuff and play in whatever I’m playing in.
They were pretty good, although I did have to tell Mia to get out the box I was working in about 10 times.
Also, I hit the top of my head 5 times on the dining room chandelier because it’s in the middle of the room and I kept standing up from kneeling. I have no flipping idea how the top of my head isn’t bloody from at least one of those bonks. I started flipping out and swearing at The Ex for intentionally sticking me in that room after head bonk #2.
I swear I have brain damage from all those head bonks.
When I left The House in September he got new kitties.
And the reason I kept bonking my head is because he moved the dining room table to the side of the room then had my stuff in the middle of the room for me to go through.