A vomitous post
It has been so long. Here is my diary entry for today. my stream of consciousness blog. are you ready? The cats are doing well, although TIRH just found some “gak” on the floor. Perhaps Miles is driving Molly to vomit, I don’t know. He seems to chase her everywhere in the house. He is not making it easy for her to adjust to a new lifestyle. He’s on this asserting his manhood kick or something. I never thought I’d say this, but I think Miles needs therapy. And after this experience I think Molly will need therapy too. And then goddamnit, I’m sure I need therapy anyway, so we may as well make it a family affair. At least Molly isn’t keeping me up at night anymore, so that’s a good development.
I think I watch too much tv. It’s making me a very boring person. I have decided not to watch it that much, not to initiate the watching by turning it on. If someone turns it on and I happen to start watching it, well, that’s ok. It’s all about me not turning on the TV myself. I used to do interesting things like play Scrabble or read. I must start doing more of that.
I have been non-stop. Working two jobs is a pain in the ass for sure. I hate wasting my time going from one job to the next, especially since I have to take a shuttle bus for my temp job. I like the temp job, otherwise. Everyone is extremely nice and the work is pretty easy. Tonight, I am off to babysit in Amherst for a couple of hours. Ahh, Friday night babysitting–nothing beats it.
I think I’ve been weary of the blogging all the time thing. I don’t want to lose my charming blogginess, so that’s why I have been blogging less. Quality not quantity, right?
I am excited to go home for Thanksgiving. I haven’t been home since the summer. The only shitty thing is leaving Molly and Miles behind.
Anyway, that’s my diary entry for today. Sorry that it has to be so trite. But trite is alright sometimes, right?