Life is as we expected

To go with a less fawning post, and because I will otherwise talk the ear off those who do not care to listen...

I finally stopped being a lazy-ass and uploaded videos of my kitties to Youtube. Then I started being a lazy-ass again. I appreciate that spell check agrees lazy-ass is a word. Let's see how long until it says I'm a liar.

I'm still worried about my sweetheart. I mean, she doesn't act ill...but her tic is so...strange. But I'm not a vet, and I don't have money to throw around at my whimsy. I haven't even started at KFC yet. I like that I spelled whimsy right, but that it says KFC is wrong.

Harley the clever boy got himself beaten up again. Something internal and something on his paw. Probably a bite and some kicks. Foolish cat. Heh. But he's doing well. I mean, he can make a 4-foot leap onto a 4-inch wide pole, and his paw's not swollen, so it's all good. What a dumbo.

What else...

My sleep schedule needs to pick itself and stick itself. And I need to find a place to put my rock collection. And maybe remove that box because for some reason cats like to try and fit in as small a box as possible several times before they realize, IT'S NOT GONNA WORK :D

Ummmmmm...I'm hungry, gonna probably watch some tv now. I am absolutely sick of being a "woman". I would like to be HUNGRY, and be able to eat WHATEVER. Not have cravings for things that basically make everything else as unappetizing as mystery meat.

If it didn't cost anything, I honestly would probably get a hysterectomy...I just...blah. The only thing keeping me from that is one reason other than costs.

I'm uninspired for what to write. I could probably do some great poetry...

But no one's online to talk to and I don't have anywhere for my poetry really anymore.

C'est la vie.