in alternate reality kitty world

So I'm off at the home of my Swiss Friend, cat and housesitting. I was going to do a cute little blog update, but I took my sleepytime drugs when I got home (here) 3 hour ago, so now I am sleeeeeepy. Just want to watch the last half hour of this Bruce Willis movie... but sooo sleeepyyyy....

Amaaaazing!

This was an April Fool's joke on thinkgeek.com, but they got so many requests for it, they're gonna actually try to get it made (get the rights.)

It unzips using a lightsaber, and the pattern on the inside is of intestines.

toonz

Little buggy demons!

I won't post a pic, because some people are squeemish. But click on this link for super close-ups of bug's eyes (and a cat and humans. Turns out human eyes are gross when closeup! Bug eyes are much prettier.)

Beautiful, but in some pics... it's like... they look like little demons come to git me!

A commercial break

I try to make a lot of my home cleaners these days, but when I buy them I try to buy either Method or Attitude products (depending which store I'm in.) President's Choice type brands have put out green cleaners now, but they still test on animals--whereas these companies don't.

Plus Attitude is a Quebec company (started by a couple young dudes), and the pricing is relatively low, AND you can find them in more mainstream stores (unlike the older companies that have been around for a long time, but are hard to find outside a health food store.)

And now with cuter than ever packaging!

So... I promotes. Here's the list of where they sell.

Look--they even have cute little messages on the site, like... "You don't have to disinfect everything you fools!"

Random Updates

1. One year ago today:

I was just getting over a sickitude, was finishing up my MA essay, and was still getting used to the weird dreams my headache drugs give me. I watched Milk recently, and when he turns around and sees the gun pointed at him, I kind of knew how he felt--because of that crazy dream where I died! (Great movie, by the way.)

2. Here's the facebook moods I was in a year ago. Hey... I stopped updating moods when facebook changed. Doh! I liked Moods. It was fun to look back on. I'll have to start again.



3. Just caught up on the blog I often read, of that woman who lives half in San Fran, and half in London. I used to call her That Woman Who's Living My Life! (because of the whole London thing) ... except for the fact that she doesn't have cats. Well now it seems she and her husband have separated and are divorcing. Sadness! She seemed very attached to him, but who knows what the reasons are. I think they were together a long time, so that's gotta be tough--though she seems to be doing well. She's learned how to pump her own gas for the first time in her life! Yay! It's almost an Anne Murray video.

So I really can't be jealous anymore. I don't mean her life is Terrible Because She Is Husbandless... I just mean, I'm glad I've got my cats and my particular husband. The Fernando, the Nombly, the Bones, the Halzebub: They all have to stay, I'm afraid. I couldn't even give them up for London, going out to restaurants and the theatre every night, and a fabulous house on the side of a gorgeous mountain outside San Fran.

4. Speaking of San Fran: I've decided not to go this summer. At the earliest Stepmommy & I will go in the fall, when the weather is supposed to be at its best. But we might go next year. Thing is, I haven't gotten back to plotting my San Fran novel and I don't want to go too early, then miss researching something I needed to know. So... no rush. My savings aren't going anywhere. Er um hopefully.

5. Watched Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist tonight--great little romance. I'm glad I married a man who loves romance movies. (Unfortunately for him he didn't marry someone who wants to watch endless episodes of Star Trek and Stargate. Better set him up with the newly single blog woman.)

Off to bed now. I've been trying to keep proper bedtime hours, even on my days off, but this weekend I failed. FAIL!

Haley the Wannabe Library Cat

Ever since I met her, Halzebub yells at me when I get out of the shower. I assume she learned in childhood that shower = leaving the house for 9 hours.

But I've confused her! Because I don't always shower before work, and sometimes I shower the night before. However... she has adapted.

If I shower at night, she doesn't give me the Song & Dance. But if I shower in the day, or if she sees me standing at my cupboard door getting dressed, then she does. She's accurate about 90% of the time.

Meow! Meow! Meow! Meow!

I hold her, I sing Bob Marley songs to her, but nothing helps.

I'm not sure if she's mad that I'm leaving, or mad that I'm not taking her with me. I suspect she aspires to be the Dewey of my bookstore. A more aggressive version, taking swipes at booksellers if they're about to shelve the book in the wrong place. Attacking the children riding the plazmacars. Selling the discount card.