June 30th, 2010
|03:25 pm - Another update of sorts|
The house is still a mess, but at least I cave my connection back, and I can finally catch up with all the TV shows' Season finales I've missed. Like Lost. I've still got the last 3 episodes to watch, but it all starts to remind me too much of a Basement Cat vs Ceiling Cat feud that it's not even funny. Oh well. We'll see.
I'd like to post some photos, but I'll wait until the rooms are in a presentable state. For now, here's a view of the tiny back balcony, which offers the kittehs a good view of wild pigeons on other balconies and alleys. Poor kittehs, they're still confused that I let them stay out there all night...
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Miss Margie stalking pigeons
|Date:||June 30th, 2010 04:03 pm (UTC)|| |
Yeay for having internet and getting moved in, even if it is still in the annoying chaotic stage.
I'm used to the chaos, but this sort of chaos is too organized for me...
Laugh. Yeah, it is good to have it be the type of chaos you're used to...
And the elders are not in the photo. ;) They just won't socialize with the youngsters. ;)
Chaos works for me, but it's usually organized to a degree. This just got too organized with those many boxes... I need to print out contracts to mail tomorrow, and I have no idea where my printing paper is. :/
As for the Internet, you're SO right. I do feel like I've returned to civilization again.
BTW, congrats on your recent sales to Asimov's. I remember reading the posts, but I can't find them with a month or so of Flist to plunge through...
They are all adorable! I'm glad you have your Net back!Leo(on my lap) sends purrs.
Thank you! Mister Kitten thanks Leo and purrs back. ;)
I didn't realize you had so many, either; I love the orangy one looking at the camera :). What is his or her name? I love those pumpkin eyes :)
Heh, thanks. There are three more inside, because at their age they don't like to hang out with the youngsters.
That ginger furball is Peskadeeri (= Great Dragonslayer in High Feline) and he's an orange ball on legs. Despite his size, he's a coward, but an adorable one. It took him three days to get out from behind the bed, and a couple more to check out the back balcony. The front, large balcony still freaks him out.