I'm posting about my damn cats again Jack

Obligatory cat digestion update

Jack and I just got back from the vet. The clinic on Central and East Parkway was kind enough to squeeze us in even though we’re not regulars. I’ve still got a bad taste in my mouth from the last time I dealt with Eastgate, so I am happy there’s a clinic closer to my apartment than way out east. Plus, four or five blocks of mewling vs. twenty minutes of it? I don’t even…

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Book cover musings, v. 3,223

How nerdy is it that I lust after book covers that I can’t have? For instance, I FINALLY got around to buying the new Jeanette Winterson book, The Stone Gods, and I was Googling the book to pull a jpeg of its cover for my sidebar down there, and lo and behold what do I see? A much cooler cover that is probably for the UK version of the book (at right). Bah.

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I'm posting about my damn cats again Jack

Something’s up with Jack

That’s not cat hair all over my comforter. It’s just a fancy comforter made of expensive fur from endangered animals. I woke up this morning to find a lovely grapefruit-sized splatter of cat puke on my beloved brown and darker brown hallway rug (the one KHall and Jimmy gave Phil and me as a going-away present when we moved to Memphis). It was thick and chunky like clam chowder and I decided quickly not to…

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Yet another outlet for the awful thoughts my brain produces

Lately I’ve been having some pretty epic conversations with my friend T-bagz (I hesitate to use his real name because he is scared of the internet) via someecards.com, because, damn, that place has a card for every flatulent sentiment in existence. Well, almost. Here are a few that would be useful but that I’ve not found on the site, so feel free to click and download and send to your pals if the occasion arises.…

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Synergy, OR How I whored myself out at multiple blogs

I’ve posted, like, a fabillion blog entries here today. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I thought for sure this robot I programmed to “blog” for me while I vacationed in Latin America would keep it to one post a week, but clearly I got the coding all wrong and now R2Dumbass2 has gone all nutty and is just hitting “publish” on every stupid vignette. Anyway, I just nibbled off a thumbnail while trying…

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I can’t stop listening to this lady

I love it when music finds me at the right time and I don’t have to do any work. I was getting sick of all my CDs and suddenly my friend Ay swoops in with a disc of ditties that I’ve not been able to stop listening to for two straight days. I’ve not even been able to pause it for long enough to listen to another CD she made me. I sure hope that…

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Memphis Midtown

Conversations with the Rite Aid clerk — famous actress edition

Clerk [as I place a bag of cat food and a half gallon of skim milk (the official purchase of cat ladies everywhere) on the counter]: You look like the actress Karen Allen! I saw her on TMZ the other day. Me: Oh, really? Thanks! [stops to think of who Karen Allen is and comes up with the squeaking sounds of a vacant cranial mouse wheel] Uh, is that good or bad? I’m not sure…

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Insurance

The Nationwide insurance lady is coming over in a bit to give me money. Yes, this stupid saga is finally getting resolved (knock wood). Good old Nina B. from Spotslvania V. finally got her ass in gear and filed her accident claim with her insurance company (the aforementioned Nationwide) at the end of March. That’s a full three months after the accident, if you’re playing along at home. You might also recall that I had…

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