March 13th, 2013

2013, cyd, new

we changed evie's name to "howler"

this is for two reasons, one is that we kept calling him "she" with the feminine name and all. and he makes an unholy noise when things don't go his way.

what we've done here, in this rambling house, is set up our own little version of the middle east. there is war, there is tentative peace. there are fur bombs and the sirens of cats angry. dinner time is fun. they've all staked out their places on the kitchen rug to wait on until its their turn to eat. that, at least, they've worked out.

i unpacked the big box in my room, after what, 8 months? it had grown more formidable as i had added stuff to it. i have a lot of clothes. but not a lot of clothes that fit me. at least not pants. shirts i have a ton of. i've gained weight, so the "too skinny for me" pile grew unhappily. and i finally put my jane's addiction shirt away before it falls apart more.