Sunday, January 27, 2008


What do you do when the cat manages to make himself bleed despite an ecollar, narcotics and constant supervision?

You join Catster, of course! And then you sit in the bedroom, frown at the cat, and gloom.

[Edited to add: Don't worry about Herr Katzendumbkopf-- it was just a little blood, and he seems fine now.]

Some Beans

So much depends on the pretty blue bowl in the avocado sink.

Now that I've quit my job (oh did I tell you? I quit.), I'm determined to spend more time cooking. Not that I haven't been cooking up until now, but have I been making beans and currys and katsups from scratch? I have not.

In other news, why do I feel guilty for leaving a job that has not paid me in over two months, and as far as I can tell can't pay me, ever again? Hm.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Sunday, January 13, 2008

What a difference a beard makes

And here I always thought I was a clone of my mother.

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