The Omnivorous Geek

We put Taffy down today. It was my decision. I feel like a monster.

She was old, so old, and she hasn't been doing well. Hasn't been doing well for a long time. She was probably in pain every waking moment. It was time to let her go.

I still feel horrible. And at the same time, relieved. Which just makes it worse. I don't have to worry about her anymore and... That's good? I don't know. I'm crying right now.

Stupid cat.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=juVCPHskYBg

He REAAAALLY likes sitting on my shoulders.

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Food? Do you have food? Do you have candy? Do you have chocolate? Let me lick you! Let me lick you everywhere! Yes, yes, rub my ears, RUBBBB THEEMMMMMM. Yessssss.

Do you have food?

Me: *is holding a bowl with some traces of caramel sauce, Sebastian-rattie sitting on my shoulder*
Sebastian: *stares at interesting wall, turns in nervous circle with claws digging into tender girl skin. Does not sit still*
Me: Would you like some caramel, Sebastian-rattie? *tips bowl toward him*
Sebastian: *descends to lap, waddling like geriatric little fattie he is*
Me: *offers caramel bowl*
Sebastian: *sneezes*
Me: Sebastian! I just offered you a gift of caramel, and you sneezed! That is no way to respond to the gift of caramel! It is nothing to sneeze at!
Sebastian: *stares at interesting wall*
Me: Here, try it. *gets some caramel on finger and holds before pink rattie nose*
Sebastian: *noms*
Me: That's what I thought.
Sebastian: *stares at interesting wall, then lumbers away to harass Taffy-cat*
Taffy: *hisses, goes back to sleep*
Me: I miss my mice. They would just fall asleep on my shoulder and be all sweet and nice and cute. You have sharp claws, my rattie. And Taffy bites me all the frickin' time.
Sebastian: *ignores*
Taffy: *ignores*
Me: *sighs*

1. Ah, so I totally lied about not doing anything with my new twitter account. I've been posting there every day. Random stuff, mostly, but I find it amusing. It's a good outlet for those little bursts of frustration or glee that don't merit an actual blog post. F'r instance:

I WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW--IT'S VERY VERY IMPORTANT--THAT A&W MAKES THE BEST ROOT BEER FLOATS YOU CAN BUY THROUGH A WINDOW.
about 10 hours ago from web

I HAVE DONE EXTENSIVE RESEARCH ON THIS TOPIC AND YOU CAN TOTALLY TRUST ME.
about 10 hours ago from web

I understand now why people like it.

2. Still pondering what to do in the next chapter of Mouths. It could go a number of ways. Also have at least two other stories that I want to write. But yeah, the computer problems have not gone away. Typing is still kind of a pain. I've just been watching a lot of TV on my computer, mostly. Criminal Minds, right now. How did I not know how awesome this show is?

3. Saw the new Terminator, and I desperately want a teen!Kyle of my own. As well as a Spencer Reid. (OMG, would that work as a crossover of any kind???)

4. Bartleby will NOT stop eating Taffy's cat food. Silly rat. I tried to shut him up in his cage (usually let him run around) and he figured a way out, and now he is just sitting there by the food bowl, eating and staring at me with his adorable face as if to say "HA HA YOU CAN'T STOP ME." And Taffy is just sitting there staring at him, of course, because she's a big wuss and was even afraid of my pet MICE, never mind my rats. Oh, pets.

5. When I got home from my morning job just now, had a short chat with my parents. My dad just finished reading the fourth Harry Potter book and he was trying to tell me about that scene where Mrs. Weasley was comforting Harry, being the closest thing he ever had to a mother, and my dad, aww, he was getting all choked up and wibbly and it was so sweet. Dad does NOT get emotional about fiction very often. But yes, I agree, Harry so richly deserves a family, and that part was lovely, and also with Bill and Charlie being like older brothers to him and him giving the gold to Fred and George and... Ah, cripes, I'm getting choked up now myself. Totally bawled when I read that the first time.

Despite the issues I have with HP, there's some really good stuff in there, and the value of relationships is one.

So hey, I will complain about the weather too.

Well, more like I will complain about the storm yesterday afternoon, which dumped several inches of snow and ice on my stupid city. The problem is, you see, that we dummies here in northern Indiana are used to there being snow, and then a thaw, and then some more snow, and then another thaw, on and on and on. It's the way it usually goes, since we're right under the Gulf Stream and all. But this also means that people are lazy and don't take time to figure out how to deal with snow and stuff because hey, it'll be gone next week, right? So our snow removal services are far from the best, and people go kind of nuts at stuff that would have people in Michigan, just an hour north, going, "Huh. Looks like it's that time again, eh chaps?" "Righto." And then dropping salt bombs or something. Whatever.

( MOAR WHINING (and also new pets YAY) )

I'm putting this here because they are named after SGA characters. That's the only reason. It has nothing to do with writing, but I suppose it is a measure of my fannishness. (Also, I named a mouse Shiny when I was heavily into Firefly. But she is. Shiny, I mean.)

Embedding objects doesn't seem to work here, so I give you a link, which you can follow if you so desire. http://www.youtube.com/v/ho0meKNdAEM

If you were wondering, Kavanagh is the one who picks on the other two. Only off camera, though. He's quite sweet in person, and never questions my authority or decision-making process.