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Sunday, October 22nd, 2006I swear I have seen these disturbing figurines for sale before, but my friend claims they’re cookies (or marzipan). Help me identify where these things were sold.
I swear I have seen these disturbing figurines for sale before, but my friend claims they’re cookies (or marzipan). Help me identify where these things were sold.

the PVR as much as I do. Though for a different reason, I suspect.
(Subtitled: way too exhausted to post about anything else.)
Yesterday, both times I had to go to the vet — in the Plateau, which is not easy parking — I found a free parking spot within a 5 minute walk of the clinic. AND I saw the green onions ticketing the people who are parked illegally on my block.
Today, at the library, I saw public security ticketing the jerks who park in the reserved spots. I was close to actually waiting in the parking lot to see the people come out and be annoyed, but I decided that I wanted to go home and go to sleep instead.
Sadie, in front of the fireplace. Each tile is one foot square.

The solid grey kitten has died. When I phoned the vet yesterday and described the symptoms, she said to bring it in today. So, you know, I was waiting for today. But I woke up at quarter to six and the kitten, it was dying, twitching occasionally but otherwise not moving, and then it stopped twitching. And now it’s in a box on my living room floor, and I’m waiting for the vet to open, because there’s no point rushing to the vet for a dead kitten. The other cats seem fine, and I knew that this cat was really sick. So it no longer matters, really. I didn’t take care of it, didn’t insist at the vet, and now it’s dead, and I just hope that whatever it has is not communicable, because the other kittens and the mama cat and Matilda, they don’t deserve to get sick too.
I never even gave him a name.

Update: apparently it’s got all the hallmarks of panleukopenia, or distemper (though dr google hasn’t helped me understand *how* they knew, since the symptoms don’t really seem to match), which in a bit of horrifying full-circleness is what my very first cat ever died of. And of course it’s a virus that nothing really kills — anyone know if you can use bleach on hardwood floors? Upside: Matilda is almost certainly safe, as is mama cat. Downside: kittens are at risk.
Part 2 — the mama cat.

She always sleeps with her nose almost touching — or actually touching — the ground. I have no idea why. She is a little cat, and she was brought in as a stray (bullshit — she was a pet) so she has no name. Unlike with the kittens, she might get to keep her name while up for adoption.
And look, now she and Matilda are sharing — MY CHAIR.

In summary: I hate everyone and everything right now.
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I’ll get right on it.
Who left two comments on recent post complaining about Lost.
Shut up. Just, shut the hell up.
Right. Well, since you told me to shut up on my very own blog, but without leaving even an email account, I will totally listen to you.
Are you seriously complaining about hair color and strong women characters?
I am complaining about it, yes. Seriously? It’s a tv show. Are you seriously complaining about a blog post about a television show?
I’ve never been to your blog before, i don’t know who you are, in fact I’ve only came here cause it was one of the first blogs that showed up when I searched for the word “lost”, and i’m gonna take a wild guess that you’re a women, and an insecure one at that. I’m sorry that you might not have strong grasp on your life, but just let the show be.
So, I’m confused, is it that if I dislike parts of a show, I mustn’t like myself? Or is it that if I feel that they’ve made all the women on the show stupid that I worry I’m stupid? Not really. Or that I figure I couldn’t track people, or fight well? I *know* I couldn’t do that. But the tv show is fiction, not a story about me, so it doesn’t matter what I can do.
It’s a great show, and you know it.
No, it’s not. It’s a fun show, and it’s a watchable show, and it keeps you curious. But it is not a great show.
You wonder get so worked up about it if you didn’t like the show in the first place.
Well, sure I like it, or parts of it. But those are being overshadowed by the parts I *dislike*.
No one except bored internet roamers are gonna read this, so don’t think commits actually mean anything.
And therefore you are bothering to comment why, oh bored internet roamer?
The producers and writers know what they are doing, even if you can’t figure it out.
No, they don’t. Seriously, it’s been obvious from the first season that they don’t have a really good plan for the show. Which is — whatever, it was a gamble at first,, but by season 3, you should have a well-worked out plan for where to go and know how to deal with cliffhangers. Plus, adequate characterisation and a plot that’s a bit less jerry-rigged.
So stop worrying about the show, and worry about yourself. Wow i hate you
Yes. I am certainly worried since you, total stranger, claim to hate me on the basis of one post where I complain about a tv show you like.
Sincerely,
wolfa
Not my week for cooking.
I tried to make Tarte Tatin, and totally burnt the caramel. I’ll probably try again on Sunday, or just make a normal apple pie, I haven’t decided. But — sigh. It looked so nice. I think I’ll make cookies now instead.