Shoveling the mustache

[twicketface]

Mitten and Snowball appear to have called a truce to their rambunctious adventures, as evident by Snowball letting Mitten sniff her butthole last night.

Maybe I should get a digital camera and take at least one picture every day and make up a cool website documenting a year in the life of me. Hmmm...

Marie and I picked out the television we're getting for Christmas. Now we just need a stand. Going from a 19" to a 36" should be a big improvement and maybe I won't need to wear my glasses as much. Hopefully, we'll pick it up this week.

It was nice reconnecting with Jeremy this weekend. Hopefully, what has been lost can be made up.

Mitten puked this morning. Marie was holding her before we were going to leave for work and she started convulsing. From the looks of it, she was going to barf up a few pounds of something, but it ended up to be a small puddle of clear liquid. Just what you wanted to hear, I know. Pictures (of the cats, not the puke) coming soon.

Comments

[twicketface.livejournal.com]

Nope, new experience. I'll take it over the alternative.

Hey, can you email me your address again? I sent out your package with goodies in it and it got sent back to me with some shit about it being a bad address. The weird part was your address was covered with blank mailing labels but your name was visible.

I stood, at the mailbox, with a quizical look on my face for at least 15 seconds.

[harleyquinn.livejournal.com]

Apparently it is not fated for me to recieve packages from you.

consider an email sent though.