Furry Friend

Been very quiet lately. And the period before that, and some months before that, and of course, the proceeding years, so, sorry, if anyone at all is bothering to check up here. I don't have much to say at the moment, but I do have a contribution. This is Cecelia.. or Cecily, or Cicilka, or snugglewums, or fuzzykins etc.. she's staying with us for a bit.

If kisses were tuna.

Do you ever, just as you're going about your day, randomly make up a song in your head, like about the cat, for instance, you toy with ideas for verses and even a bit of a bridge but so far you've really only composed the main line of the chorus, that's your song, and then get it stuck in your head and sing it over and over all day, both in your head and out loud?

Well that happened to me, actually living through it at the moment..

*mumbles something about being a happy kitty*

One last night o company.

Tomorrow the man leaves for just over 2 weeks.. plunging me into an existence of solitude. That is if you don't count the furry little meowing thing that lives here, who does definitely count, and all those internet people out there, who when you're me count an awful lot. But still.

I like, almost had a job and something to possibly do in the company of other people, that is human people, the ones that physically exist, but that didn't work out, so it's gonna be how I thought it would be, barring another such unlikely even of me.. err.. being around other people. I mean, there are people, ones who I probably will see more than I otherwise would have which will probably be on the "a lot" side.. but still.. ya know.

I'll probably start keeping some irregular hours, in any case. And the place might get a little less neat too, although it doesn't exactly pass any grownup standards of neat at the moment.

Oh those kitties...

A kitty shot for a Thursday.. you can caption it if you like.



no pressure...

*waits for response*