la, Monday
Jan. 14th, 2008 09:17 amStorm:
Bah. Another misfire, icky mess rather than wheeee!storm. *pouts*
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Writing:
Today is research day. Although I'm not sure if anything that feeds one of my obsessions can really be considered "research." Like telling a chocoholic to go around tasting every form of cocoa they can find, and report back.... oo, look! Another website! With videos! And archives! And a store! Oh dear.
(on the other hand, it's also allowing me to e-mail total strangers all around the world and ask them nosy questions. Like being a reporter, only I get more respect [which is more of a sad commentary on reportage than it is a statement about people liking novelists...])
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Felines:
As I'm sitting here working, Pandora is sleeping by my hip, as usual. She let out this little mutter than means she's dreaming, and I reached down to pet her. Still asleep, she curled her paw around my fingers and pulled them in against her body, like she's hugging a teddy bear.
*melts*
I have never understood people who didn't want/like having animal companions. Physical restrictions (allergies, landlords, etc) are one thing, but to not want a fur-face around? I just don't get it. *shakes head sadly* Their loss.
Bah. Another misfire, icky mess rather than wheeee!storm. *pouts*
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Writing:
Today is research day. Although I'm not sure if anything that feeds one of my obsessions can really be considered "research." Like telling a chocoholic to go around tasting every form of cocoa they can find, and report back.... oo, look! Another website! With videos! And archives! And a store! Oh dear.
(on the other hand, it's also allowing me to e-mail total strangers all around the world and ask them nosy questions. Like being a reporter, only I get more respect [which is more of a sad commentary on reportage than it is a statement about people liking novelists...])
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Felines:
As I'm sitting here working, Pandora is sleeping by my hip, as usual. She let out this little mutter than means she's dreaming, and I reached down to pet her. Still asleep, she curled her paw around my fingers and pulled them in against her body, like she's hugging a teddy bear.
*melts*
I have never understood people who didn't want/like having animal companions. Physical restrictions (allergies, landlords, etc) are one thing, but to not want a fur-face around? I just don't get it. *shakes head sadly* Their loss.
Pandora
Date: 2008-01-14 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-01-14 03:53 pm (UTC)kitty health
Date: 2008-01-14 06:58 pm (UTC)Re: kitty health
Date: 2008-01-14 07:35 pm (UTC)Two days after I swapped it back, he was 100% fine.
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Date: 2008-01-14 04:09 pm (UTC)Our felines decided that I needed to be Up! So I could get in my appointed place on the couch so they can sit on me!! I can understand not wanting a fur-face blocking one's computer screen, but the rest escapes me, too.
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Date: 2008-01-14 05:31 pm (UTC)New Haven winters. Bah. I should have moved to Maine.
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Date: 2008-01-14 05:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-01-14 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-14 06:26 pm (UTC)That doesn't mean I don't like pets in general and cats in specific. I've always petted and scratched ears freely.
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Date: 2008-01-14 11:58 pm (UTC)You have just described, in part, why I do not understand people who do not want children in their lives.
Yes, I have allergies, and hence am very not fond of animal companions, but the gentle interaction you just described perfectly captures the absolute purity of a moment of parental joy.
Just sayin'
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Date: 2008-01-15 12:07 am (UTC)(also, kids? Grow into teenagers. Cats are always cats. They bring different joys and agitas)
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Date: 2008-01-15 07:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-15 02:22 am (UTC)