pre-barf (or hairball) sound

I was once visiting my sister and her cat (who had a senitive stomach) made this weird noise and threw up. Later, I was talking about it and imitated her ... accurately enough that my sister came racing in looking frantically for the pre-barf cat in the hope of saving the carpet.

Some kitties prefer their mode of transport to be more environmentally friendly than a Roomba.

kitty riding tortoise part1

I want Brazil to win the whole thing!!! That means flatscreen tv for us since they are Bob's pick in the pool we're in.

Win or loss today shouldn't really change things for them.

My comic book store is having a massive sale today, I might stop by on the way home.

Sweeeet. I'd totally hit that.

There's a downhome indie music fest at the biofuels plant, I might go.

I don't know any of those folks, but I could maybe hit that.

Tonight, I am seeing two Christopher Durang one-acts and then watching Party Down and The Thing. Tomorrow, I am giving Plei the Mission Tour and possibly catching the ChatRoulette Show in the evening. Sunday is two rehearsals and possibly catching PRIDE activities between them. And pho. There was mention of pho.

I am going to think about baking bread this weekend. I've already started thinking about it, and it's quite fun.

Dubious outfit is dubious. I was already outside my apartment when I realised my denim skirt was probably too crumpled for work wear. So I swapped it for my khaki mini, but...it's just not as neutral. So I'm going to be thinking about it all day. I really need to get dressed earlier in my morning routine, so I can change my mind not at the last minute.

Ah, well. At least I'm committed to wearing it like I mean it. The boots help. These boots alway help. One means these boots.

Another 8am meeting. Every day this week. Why do people do this to me? What past life transgression is this paying for?

Unrelatedly: twitchers? I don't understand why you have to twitch, but given that you do, please don't twitch against the furniture. That's not a win for anyone. Honest. I don't get how you don't get that it's annoying.

Unrelatedly: twitchers?

Sometimes I twitch right before falling to sleep.

I hate that.

This weekend: Probably flailing because I think we actually have a house to move into, just blocks from my parents' place, with a dishwasher and a yard and parking and walking distance to town and shops. I am slightly stunned with disbelief and joy.

I don't understand why you have to twitch, but given that you do, please don't twitch against the furniture. That's not a win for anyone. Honest. I don't get how you don't get that it's annoying.

OH MAN! I hate that. I get that it's probably not something they are aware of (and I'm sure I have a million habits annoying to others) but dag! Be still!

I feel like my boobs are too prominent in this tee shirt but what am I going to do? That's how they are.

I ordered two dresses this week in the hope that one will work with not too much alteration for a wedding (outdoor, fairly casual) I'm going to in a couple weeks. There's this:

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and this:

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I'm pretty dubious about either fitting right but we'll see I guess.

Sometimes I twitch right before falling to sleep.

DH does that. But not in a myoclonic jerk type way. Just, all of his muscles twitch ever so slightly one by one. Weird.

Also, at first I thought you meant twitcher as in bird-watchers, ita, and I was wondering why they were on the furniture.

I feel like my boobs are too prominent in this tee shirt but what am I going to do? That's how they are.

I spent most of yesterday flashing my co-workers. Even with the help of a safety pin, there was just no way to make that top work. (And it's not like it was a super-low-cut top either! But it's hard to find boob-friendly summer clothes.)