i should be asleep...

but i stayed up writing an essay which i do not think i will use for my writing class. oh well. i will go to sleep now, and try not to sleep all day. i have been awake for 22 hours.

i bought the cute yet overpriced glittery green monkey purse. you may begin pelting me with rotting banana peels at any time. i had passed up a few similarly priced items (sweaters, etc) as being blah, in the past few days, and decided that since the monkey purse will make me smile every time i look at it (rather than just enjoying purchasing it), it is worth $33. rationalization, rationalization.

hey finnegan... cats are funny.

A few days ago the 1-year anniversary of my livejournal rolled around, and I didn't even really notice it! I wanted to say something because this is the most faithful I've ever been about keeping any sort of record, & because I really enjoy communicating with all the nice people I've met here.

In other news, I was talking to Banshee earlier and telling her about something my N-cat does that is incredibly funny. When he's frustrated or irritated, he snorts. Loudly. You can see the consternation clouding his furry little grey face. If he's especially peeved, he starts stomping his feet (which have that classic Russian Blue build, very long and slender legs with a rounder, plushier foot). What does he think he is, a horse? A pissy teenage girl? The mind boggles.

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I had rather a pleasant evening...

drove down to the hotel where my momster is staying just for tonight, and sat with her and ate dinner there and watched a movie. She invited me to "stay over", but school is early tomorrow and I didn't want to deal with having to get ready from there. Other hotels, other times.

This hotel is on the beach, and she was on the 15th floor, so we sat on the balcony for a while. The ocean looked even more vast from that height than it usually does at ground level (I don't think I am a good candidate for a cruise on a big ship). I often get panicky at the beach... years of swimming lessons only served to show me what a good swimmer I am not, and the unfathomable hugeness of the Atlantic unsettles me. I didn't do too well looking out the balcony door when I first got up to the room, but later, after the movie, I was able to sit outside for ten minutes or so without having constricted breathing or anything.

The hotel has its own pet cat, who started hanging out there in 1989 and has never gone away. She was sitting on the mat when I came in, and by the door when I left. After the momster took me home, I went inside to get a few things for her, and made sure to include some cat treats that she could give to the kitty upon her return to the hotel.

I meant to get things done today, concrete schoolwork things, but instead I ended up doing a few loads of laundry and dishes and trying to clean up around the place. I'm going to go read for a while, then go to bed. It's been a nice day home alone... I've missed this.