So much has been happening: so much work, my grandmother’s death and her funeral, a quick trip north for a cat show, and then getting sick. Will there be any time soon when I can rest? I know that I
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Sooner or later, stupidity catches up to you. It did to me last night. It looks like I may have to seriously consider declaring bankruptcy to get rid of the credit card debt load I created for myself. Even with
A Few More Whines for the Cellar
This is getting to be too much fun. The only person who shows any interest in buying my cats wants one cheap and wants it declawed Maxis has finally added pets to The Sims, but you gotta buy an add
No Cheese, But I Just Gotta Whine
Okay, so here’s my whines for the day. I’ve spent over $700 in the past year on advertising for the cattery, and haven’t sold cat one from any of it The harder I work, the more in debt I am
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Struggling with work against the desire to sleep. This has been happening for such a long time. I don’t know if it is depression or if I really am this chronically sleep deprived. All I’m really sure of is that
The power of dreams
I’m still amazed by how much power dreams seem to have. For quite a few days this week, I slept for eight hours and still woke exhasted — after a night of miserable, dreary or frightening dreams. Yet this morning,
A very long night
I think it’s because of the Prozac that I have very vivid dreams, and a lot of them. Sometimes it makes it really hard to feel rested. Last night was like that, and the last of the dreams was the
Rest in peace, Leo
I’ve just learned that Leo McKern has died. It might be ironic that the role he’s most famous for — Rumpole of the Bailey — is the one I knew the least about. I only saw that show a few
And so it begins …
Yes, I caved in and finally decided to start my own weblog. The look and feel of the page will no doubt change frequently over the next few weeks. To those of you who have yet to meet me, welcome.