Jan. 8th, 2012 07:41 pm
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
If I had more money and a bigger apartment, I'd get three cats and name them Tipsy, Topsy, and Tapestry. They would then of course be called Tip, Top, and Tap.


Nov. 17th, 2011 09:56 pm
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
I am apparently motivated by cute kittenness.

Has anyone else tried Written Kitten? It rewards you with a new cat photo for every 100 words you write and I think it might have actually cured my writer's block. I didn't think I'd be able to write anything today and suddenly I have a 1000 words.
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
My cat's contribution to my latest fanfic:



Oct. 4th, 2009 09:20 pm
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
I think my cat's annoyed at me because I wouldn't share my sausages.

ETA: All is forgiven. I made it up to her by sharing my muffin.
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
My cat turns 19 this year. Today, she played an intense game of paperclip hockey and then tried to eat the paperclip.

Cats do not get more dignified with age. They just get crazier.


Oct. 8th, 2007 01:35 am
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
Cat vomit on my fanfic notes


Jan. 28th, 2007 12:57 pm
daylight_darknight: (Default)
Congratulations to me. I've just experienced my first hard drive crash. I'm now on my rather quirky old computer which I'm so glad I hadn't gotten round to getting rid of. Haven't decided what to do yet and not sure how bad the problem is. Almost everything irreplaceable is backed-up (except for one story which I've been working on this month. Damn it!). But none of my music or video files were backed up. *sigh*

On a lighter note, I woke up during the night, turned over and heard a loud thump. Looking over the side of the bed, I realized I'd just knocked off my cat. Luckily, she forgave me, jumped up and went back to sleep on my shoulder.
daylight_darknight: (Default)
My life has no meaning.

But, yar, I'm trying to teach me cat to talk like a pirate . Aye, matey.
daylight_darknight: (Horah for Muppets)
1) According to a recent study, many cat owners/lovers have the parasite toxoplasmosis gondii running around in their brains trying to change their personalities. As disturbing as I find the idea of a parasite in my brain, this might explain my weirdness.

2) According to Stats Canada, heavy internet users are ones who spend on average an hour and a half online per day. What does that make me? An extremely gigantic megalithic user?

Elsewhere, writing. ..

Writing? Was I supposed to be writing something?

What the hell did I do with the next chapter of OAR?
daylight_darknight: (Default)
Why is it that I can get a season of Hercules for prices varying from $39.99 to $69.99 and yet a season of Star Trek: DS9 can vary from $89.99 to $149.99? These prices just don't make any sense! And all the Buffy seasons were on sale for $29.99! I was seriously considering buying a bunch of them, but what I really wanted was some DS9, because I had a big DS9 craving. So I didn't end up buying anything again. Oh well, if I did, I would just spend my whole week watching TV again. I'll just spend my money on what I usually end up spending it on: Cat Food!

My cat

Jun. 30th, 2006 07:20 pm
daylight_darknight: (My Cat)
I am writing another entry because frankly, though I'd really like to get up and make myself dinner, my cat is fast asleep on my legs and is much too cute to disturb. This is not unusual. 80% of the time that I'm on the internet there is a cat on my legs. I say legs because she will not sit on a normal lap. She likes to stretch herself out along my legs so I have to prop them up on the chest near my desk and boy do my legs get sore after a few hours of this. It's also rather awkward for typing because I'm sitting at 90 degrees to the computer screen so I have to twist my body to type. Personally I'd rather sit cross legged on top of my chair when writing. (I never actually sit normally at my desk or anywhere else for that matter) But when I sit how I want, my cat jumps up on my desk and sits there looking at my legs expectantly until I sit how she wants. So now I am stuck under a cat who keeps twitching violently as she dreams.

Anyway, her name is Ginger (I know not very original). She is sixteen. I have had her since I was 9 years old and she is the cutest thing in the entire world. And here's the proof:

Ginger )

PS: Good news: She finally got up! Bad news: My legs no longer work.
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