wtf?

May. 26th, 2007 10:45 am
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Got home about 1am this morning - what can I say? This public service crowd I've fallen in with like to party.** Yes, okay, we were playing Eucre. Whatever.

Anyhow, didn't turn on lights, went straight to my room, where both cats were asleep on my bed.

Woke up this morning, there's a uneven trail of blood droplets from the front door to the food bowls, an extra fun spray of blood around there and then bloody paw prints leading into the lounge room.

The cats seem fine and we've checked their mouths and can't see any teeth missing.


**At least I wasn't drunk this time.
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5. I had more listy things but am so tired one eye was glued shut so I was giving up and going to bed but then my cat decided to bait me by banging my door til I let her in then refusing to come in so I went and got the Water Spray Bottle and the WAR IS ON. So far. Me 2. Cat 0.

6. So then I was just going to secretly keep going with the last post but someone had commented and I think there's like, an unwritten rule or something.

7. I don't have any idea how this relates to my intense focus on slash, but I LOVE male/female friendships that aren't 'omg the ust it's true wuv!!!' Which is one of the reasons I hold Special Unit 2 in high regard. That and the well written dialogue! *glares* What? ANYWAY, which is why JD and Elliot getting together made me CRANKY. Luckily, they split up! All within a 30 minute episode! So then i didn't mind, cos friends fuck up. I am really, really hoping that they can get their old friendship back, and do not spend the next 103 episodes getting jealous of each other and interfering in potential relationships...

8. Dr Cox is THE MAN. I hope they forget the whole 'unrequited love' thing, it's pathetic and cliched.

9. Cute Scrubs fic - http://runpunkrun.livejournal.com/166133.html?view=1920501#t1920501
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This is great! I insist you watch it! Unless cats bore you!
http://www.boreme.com/boreme/funny-2006/funny-cats-2-p1.php

slashmas

Dec. 15th, 2004 12:02 pm
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Bunny attempted to put Black-cat down the toilet yesterday. Luckily I got there in time - I felt like I was in one of those slow motion 'Nooooooo' scenes. My cat, while surprisingly forbearing of Bunny lugging her around, earned her reputation for random violence honestly.

Bunny doesn't need any more pet-related scars.

On the subject of the Slashmas party. Great name, btw, whoever came up with it. Seemed like everyone had fun.

Quote of the day, I think it was [livejournal.com profile] scrat saying wistfully, 'Remember the early days of the slash gang, when songvids would be on in the background, now it's kids' shows...' What? They don't like Mary Poppins? There's singing!

Also, we celebrate Jody's birthday on this day too. For about a minute and half, as she doesn't like to be the centre of attention. This year we've had her prezzie since Swancon, when she saw a $200 stuffed dragon at the artshow.

[ [ [ [ FLASHBACK ] ] ] ]

Jody - Oh wow this is amazing. I think I have to get it.
Me - Don't be silly. It's a waste of money.
Jody - But it's beautiful. I really really want it.
Me. Don't waste your money, you've got more important things to spend your money on haven't you?
Jody (reluctantly) I guess...but I really love it.
Me (stern) Jody! You don't need it! Where will you keep it? You don't have that much room.
Jody. *sad*
[livejournal.com profile] emma_in_oz DON'T BE SO MEAN [livejournal.com profile] sarren!
Me *whisper* I'M BUYING IT FOR HER!
[livejournal.com profile] emma_in_oz oops.

Yes cos I randomly go around being mean to my friends.


So, we surprise Jody with this big silver wrapped prezzie. Jody looks amazed and pleased, there's an air of expectation, of tension...

Bunny *gleeful* IT'S A DRAGON.

Me *facepalm*
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Oh God, it's 4:30am and I'm up. And not in good must-go-to-bed-can't-tear-myself-away-from-this fic kind of way. My old cat Sam woke me wanting affection, I hear a tom yowling outside and the next thing Sam's screaming hatred and defiance through the window. That explains the wounds on her side. My large dog is up on my bed growling, I'm trying to shoosh him and calm Sam down. And this friggin' tom is really out to make himself popular.

So I let the dog out to escort him from our property. Running. There, that sounds better than "I set the dog on a cat."

And now I'm awake, goddammit.

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