who's your daddy, yes i am

[verbicide]

So this thing is pretty cool. It's the 50 Coolest Song Parts.

[snagged from elgoose]

Am working on portfolio site. It's both exciting and tedious. I don't know how that works. Or maybe it's just that I've had 930584.5 diet pepsis today and have fallen into the abyss beyond Over-Caffeinated.

*bounce* *bounce* *bounce*

Hobbes is unimpressed with my frequent bouts of leaping around and dancing. But really, who doesn't secretly dance to Britney Spears "Hit Me Baby One More Time" when alone in the privacy of their own home. Oh shut up, you do so.

Hobbes would like me to dance my way into the kitchen and feed him again. He is lying very carefully to my right. If I inhale or shift, he takes this as a promising sign and rushes over to head butt my face and whine loudly. When this proves ineffective, he wanders away petulantly, but hopes springs eternal for him. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

I was complaining about him to brabble yesterday.



[20:02] cat: *bellows* SHUT UP at hobbes
[20:02] cat: he keeps meowing and whining and yelling at me
[20:02] cat: *scowl*
[20:02] cat: he just walked away from my shriek with this indignant meow
[20:02] cat: and is now sitting on the desk staring out the window with this dignified offended look
[20:03] sarah: that poor cat
[20:03] sarah: so put upon
[20:03] cat: i know *rolls eyes*
[20:03] cat: he looks so wounded
[20:04] cat: *whispers* it's cute
[20:04] sarah: life is rough
[20:04] sarah: hee
[20:04] cat: oh fuck he heard me and is back
[20:04] cat: *grr*
[20:04] sarah: um
[20:04] sarah: just put him outside your room and close door
[20:04] cat: i can't do that!!
[20:04] sarah: why on earth not?
[20:04] cat: because!
[20:04] cat: it's his room too :}
[20:04] sarah: *wry*
[20:05] cat: *sheepish*
[20:05] cat: yeah i crossed the whole pet vs roommate line a long time ago