Archive for September, 2008

Hola From Hell

Post nasal drip hell to be exact.

It isn’t autumn if there isn’t a cold floating around the house. Himself came down with it first, the Misterpants. I finally succumbed last Friday but not after kicked, screaming, and whining about it. Four days in and I am full of snot and have a wicked cough that would give even the worst smokers hack a run for its money. All I want to do is sleep but I can’t because I am too busy coughing and trying to read a stupid large amount of assigned reading (yo profs, wtf gives?). Oh, woe is me.

The Secret Life of Kitty

Hi folks, Myles D. Kitty, Esq. here. I’m writing to you today because Spring is too busy on the phone, swearing up a storm about something called financial aide and how the people who distribute it have their heads firmly lodged up their asses.

You’ll likely not be surprised to learn that I don’t have opposable thumbs. I get by fine without them. Sure, I can still open the screen door or whomp on Hugo’s ass. I just do it without that pesky thing called a thumb getting in the way. Besides, why mess up my amazingly good looks with something like an extra toe (or god forbid, two).

I promise to get Spring back to you soon, and if we’re lucky it’ll happen without jail time. I still can’t believe she is allowed to work with sharp pointy metal sticks. From the sounds of it that financial aide department should be glad that they’re on the other side of a counter from her.


Autumn Tactics

My favourite season of the year is finally descending on Puget Sound. Cue the rain, soaked socks, and umbrellas, autumn is here and no amount of bitching will make it go away. For me it signals an ability to wear thick wool socks and free reign to ignore my unshaven legs. For the kidlet it means a hat and scarf to wear while wearing for the school bus. For the cats it means being stuck inside, glaring at the sky and wondering at what lengths it will take for them to drive me nuts.


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