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Nov. 1st, 2008 11:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeOogh. So, I wound up waking up way too early to take the kitty to the vet. No, there's nothing massively wrong. He has a very small lump that looks sort of like a large zit above his eye, he's had it for a few months now and at first we did think it was a kitty zit of some kind. Now we're going for a choice of either fatty tumor or benign cyst, and we hope it's nothing that requires surgery since it really is right above his eye. Anyway, we took him to the vet, they drained some of the non-fluid (she said it was chunky. eew.) and we're supposed to call in on Monday to see what's grown or what the stain has revealed.
We had to take poor Mikey without his sister, because they're both big enough that if we put them both into the cat carrier and they freaked out they could hurt themselves or each other. Poor guy yowled the whole way, then tried to hide in my shirt. Then yowled some more when they took him in back to drain the thing. Now he's home and under the bed and I just went and scratched above his tail, and all he did was roll over and splay his feet and show his belly, so he seems to have forgiven me.
He even let me sleep in this morning! I sort of started opening my eyes around 8 and he was there, lying next to me on the bed, but he wasn't meowing. Just looking at me. It was the most adorable thing ever.
Then Michelle decided my feet were a fun toy. Ow.
Hmm, the Kickoff party for today is at 5. For some reason I thought it was at 3. That's sort of good, since the boy wants to go to early voting today and I rather agree with him. Get it out of the way before the madness starts. I just need to grab the sample ballot and see who I want to put on my cheat sheet. God, and after I vote? I am going to pull the covers over my head and my laptop under there with me and not come out or look at any news sites for the next week. Until it's all over, bar the whining. Christ. I'm sick of everyone on both sides. I'm really sick of Palin, but that's just because either she's a moron or she's amazingly good at making herself look like a fucking moron. "You mean when I'm Vice President I can't do that" indeed. Yes, I know I'm misquoting. That doesn't make it any better. You might not know what your duties in the office you're shooting for are but sweet cream Jesus on a whole wheat cracker, don't advertise it on national fucking television.
Ugh. Anyway. We did have trick or treaters. I wore my wings and plastered my face in Ben Nye makeup, which I then forgot to take off before I went to sleep so now my black pillowcase is most likely black and pink and purple and gold and red and sparkly. Fun. Now I'm trying not to eat all the Halloween candy we have left because, seriously. We got a LOT.
I'd almost forgotten, if I ever knew, what it was like to have a word count goal of only 1,667 words per day. Now not only can I win Nano easily, I can also finish up a bunch of fics I've been meaning to write or finish, including Angel of Thursday, write random other side fics, etc. Work. Go to see movies without feeling guilty. Go to parties. Game. Have a life. It's a little weird. On the other hand, this book will also probably turn out a better first draft than usual since I can also edit as I write. First chapter's already up for those of you on my f-list. (Thank you,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
analise, for the wow! That felt good. *snugs*)
Anyway. Speaking of writing. Nano. Back to Nano. Astrid and Sascha and dragons, oh my. And speaking of dragons...
Eggs and Hatchlings:
We had to take poor Mikey without his sister, because they're both big enough that if we put them both into the cat carrier and they freaked out they could hurt themselves or each other. Poor guy yowled the whole way, then tried to hide in my shirt. Then yowled some more when they took him in back to drain the thing. Now he's home and under the bed and I just went and scratched above his tail, and all he did was roll over and splay his feet and show his belly, so he seems to have forgiven me.
He even let me sleep in this morning! I sort of started opening my eyes around 8 and he was there, lying next to me on the bed, but he wasn't meowing. Just looking at me. It was the most adorable thing ever.
Then Michelle decided my feet were a fun toy. Ow.
Hmm, the Kickoff party for today is at 5. For some reason I thought it was at 3. That's sort of good, since the boy wants to go to early voting today and I rather agree with him. Get it out of the way before the madness starts. I just need to grab the sample ballot and see who I want to put on my cheat sheet. God, and after I vote? I am going to pull the covers over my head and my laptop under there with me and not come out or look at any news sites for the next week. Until it's all over, bar the whining. Christ. I'm sick of everyone on both sides. I'm really sick of Palin, but that's just because either she's a moron or she's amazingly good at making herself look like a fucking moron. "You mean when I'm Vice President I can't do that" indeed. Yes, I know I'm misquoting. That doesn't make it any better. You might not know what your duties in the office you're shooting for are but sweet cream Jesus on a whole wheat cracker, don't advertise it on national fucking television.
Ugh. Anyway. We did have trick or treaters. I wore my wings and plastered my face in Ben Nye makeup, which I then forgot to take off before I went to sleep so now my black pillowcase is most likely black and pink and purple and gold and red and sparkly. Fun. Now I'm trying not to eat all the Halloween candy we have left because, seriously. We got a LOT.
I'd almost forgotten, if I ever knew, what it was like to have a word count goal of only 1,667 words per day. Now not only can I win Nano easily, I can also finish up a bunch of fics I've been meaning to write or finish, including Angel of Thursday, write random other side fics, etc. Work. Go to see movies without feeling guilty. Go to parties. Game. Have a life. It's a little weird. On the other hand, this book will also probably turn out a better first draft than usual since I can also edit as I write. First chapter's already up for those of you on my f-list. (Thank you,
analise, for the wow! That felt good. *snugs*)Anyway. Speaking of writing. Nano. Back to Nano. Astrid and Sascha and dragons, oh my. And speaking of dragons...
Eggs and Hatchlings: