Friday, September 01, 2006
  everyone's seen 'the jerk' right?
this part cracks me up:

"I know we've only known each other four weeks and three days, but to me it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week and the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days. And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day, and then you came back and later on the sixth day, in the evening, when we saw each other, that started seeming like two days, so in the evening it seemed like two days spilling over into the next day and that started seeming like four days, so at the end of the sixth day on into the seventh day, it seemed like a total of five days. And the sixth day seemed like a week and a half. I have it written down, but I can show it to you tomorrow if you want to see it."

me and my boy (i'm struggling with the terminology here - i wanna call him my nigga, but uff, i'll get some unhappy mail if i do that) had an argument (well, not really) last week about how long we had known one another. "it's been a month!" "it couldn't be, could it?" [half-hour pause.] "really, there's just no way that it's been a month." sure enough, it had been three weeks. four weekends, but three weeks. strangely, once that was figured out, it really didn't feel like it had only been three weeks. and it was at that point that i really, really wished i had memorized the above quote so i could recite it out loud.

anyway, off for my weekend, which will just be a normal weekend because i have to take monday off if i want it off and, since i don't have anything planned for monday, it would've felt like a waste to take it off. sigh. but i guess two days off of work is good enough.

got some pics of the kittens. very cute ones, in which they are yawning. :)

mamacat tried to kick kitten's ass last night. really, she did the whole cat-fight growl and barrelled out of my room like a bat outta hell. now kitten is scared to be in the house. i feel really guilty. i brought her in this morning before i left to eat, and she finally agreed (after all, it was nearly 9 and she should've been on breakfast #4 by that point) but sat there, looking around scared, the entire time she ate. like a goddamn bunny or something. what is it about her that makes other cats want to be mean to her? is her misery obvious even to other cats? i feel bad for her. i will have to go home and snuggle on her and try again to introduce her to mamacat. i hope i come away from it with all my limbs.

oh, this is funny, from how many cats is too many cats?
what a bunch of lightweights! :) it's really cute that people were coming up with formulas to figure the answer to this question out.

"It's not a chalk line, so much as a grey slope from normal to insane-catperson-hood.

For a place with 1-2 people, I'd personally go with:
0-2 normal.
3-4 cat lover.
5-6 Excessive. Suspicion that the owner may have abandonment issues :)
7+ Warning bells. Person at risk of a lonely death with only feline companions who have overrun the house, and will feed on the corpse when the catfood runs out. :-)

Note: Kittens do not count towards those totals."

bahaha - kittens do not count! :D
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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