Still freelancing away. This script is multiplying like yeast! It just keeps going and going and going and going and going. At least most of the battle sequences are over.
The remaining cats have figured out that the Angriest Cat in the World hasn't come back. So there's been an adjusting to their positions. They have figured out that there's more attention to be given to them. So both of the little furry bastards have been coming up to me more often to be petted. I had no idea that the fatass diabetic cat could be so demanding. Apparently he knew that I belonged to the Angriest Cat in the World before, and now he's moving in on her former territory. The big dumb cat is now being more affectionate than before. He's always been prone to acting as if to say, Look at me! I'm cute! I'm a damn CUTE KITTY CAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but it's kicked into a higher gear. I'm going to end up with diabetes by the end of next month if he keeps this going.
I found the Angriest Cat in the World's collar and put it on my Divorce Desk. It's comforting to have it there. I decided to have her cremated, and so should be getting her ashes soon. Originally, I thought about taking them to the desert around Joshua Tree to scatter the ashes. Why there? I don't know...probably because it's a weird looking place and I had a weird cat. Now I don't know what I'll do. I may keep them for awhile until inspiration strikes me.
In the meantime, I'm doing a lot of skating at the beach when I'm not working. The weather's perfect and I enjoy the distraction. I can't wait to get done with my work so that I can get back to goofing off properly.
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I still have my Tallulah's ashes with me in her tiny, little, birdy urn. :/ Quite frankly, I prefer to keep her ashes with me, just cuz. But that's just me. My friend, Junnita, buried Nibbles (remember the bird of Eric McConnell's whom you wanted me to teach to say "Redrum"?) at the foot of this special tree where Junnita and her husband always hiked in the Glendale Hills. You'll know what to do when the right time comes.
Oh, NIBBLES!!!! How I loved hearing stories about him!
He did learn to speak Indonesian when Junnita's mom came to live with them for a while. She did not speak a word of English and communicated with Nibblrs in her native tongue. Cute and smart, huh? I miss that little budgie :(
I suppose Junnita's mom didn't teach Nibbles how to say "Redrum" in Indonesian. Bummer.
Nice monkey skeleton!!!
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