Five

[slipjig3]

1) Holy crow, it is Imbolc, isn't it? Wow, I have so not been paying attention to these things... (Blessed be, to whom it may concern, and you know who you are.)

2) Riddle me this, Chumley: how precisely to two cats manage to make their food dish disappear? Not the contents of their food dish, mind you; that I more or less take for granted. But the dish itself has vanished. Gone bye-bye. Abraca-pocus. I am terrified to think that the li'l bastages may have developed opposable thumbs.

3) My printer still doesn't work. I hate my printer. Hate it, I say. Bad, bad printer.

4) The downside of living in an apartment building with college-age-type folks: At 1 a.m. last night, I got to listen to two guys punching the living pudding out of each other in the hallway, about ten yards from our (very much locked, thank you) door. Sample witty repartée:
"You hit me first!"
"Prove it!"
Yeah. Remember, kids, that testostrone kills.

5) *yawnstretch*

Comments

[kittyavatar.livejournal.com]

Hi.
You don't know me. I cliked on most recent posts and there you were. Talking about Imbolc. So I say Happy Imbolc.
Then I read your interests. You like Dork Tower. Good Job. When are matt and gilly ever going to get together.
When I see someone who seems nifty. I like to say "Hi, your nifty"
Have a nice day.

[bikergeek.livejournal.com]

Testosterone and ethanol form a neurochemical intermediate that blocks all the logic receptors in the brain.

[merowme.livejournal.com]

Cats have Jedi Mind Powers remember? It will turn up as soon as you purchase a new one. Apparently the first one did not meet the standards of the Cat Home Association.

[rafaela.livejournal.com]

Adam found it. Under the fridge.

[antsswarm.livejournal.com]

...oh, slipjig, I read this and thought of you!

Being Multicultural: or, this date could have happened to Slipjig and Raphaela

[rafaela.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, something similar happened at slipjig's Grandma's funeral. The minister started singing, and it was, well, terrible. I bowed my head, trying to look reverent and hide my silent laughter at the same time. I thought I was going to Hell until I looked over to find Adam doing the same thing. Oh, well.