All is again well in the jungle.

Mee-lo came back today! (!!!!!!!) He was apparently full of dirt (probably from napping in a rusty old tire for a few days) but I haven’t heard anything else, so he’s probably doing just fine. Share the post “All is again well in the jungle.” FacebookTwitterGoogle+PinterestStumbleUponE-mail

Ah, Bathfitter. I forgot my shower puff at the other place. I’ll have to get that tomorrow. These sunglasses were never meant to be. The first time I lost the arm to them, it was for two or three months, maybe more, and I found it in a purse the other day. Wore them today, and fucking lost the arm again when the glasses fell off on the bus. FUCK, I hate how much I loved those sunglasses. There’s no getting the arm back this … Continue reading

MISSING

Throwing my goals in the garbage is the most liberating thing I’ve done all day.Well, first crumpling the list of them up and then ranting on about how they will now reside in a landfill never to bother me again, that was most liberating. In it, I found reason. Milo-Kitty ran away. 🙁 I’m scared for him. He’s not exactly the Albert Einstein of the feline variety; more similarly, he’s the Grimace, but less ambitious. Since I don’t live in the same city as them, … Continue reading