bookshelves and food

Our Internet is down. I moved most of my food to my bedroom.
Neither of these things bother me that much.
Have I reached the pinnacle? Perhaps.
I'm ok with that, too!

kitty purrs

itty bitty old man cat maud. i miss the little guy so much! he gets so happy when i visit.



today was spent waiting for a phone call that never came. a good friend is in afghanistan. he called on wednesday just to say he cared "in case anything were to happen" in the next few hours.

i'm sure he'll be ok, but it's still stressful.

how do people do it? wait like this, i mean?

at just about 2 a.m. i finally got a message from him. he was safe, although couldn't talk about what he had to do.

keep the curtains drawn

sometimes i get really angry that someone broke into my home and fucked my shit up. i feel like i can't function. everything is a mess. my life is not the same, and i want it back.
no-one has the right to do this to me.

trivia tuesdays!

it's tuesday and that means trivia! i'm usually too tired to be of any use, but every now and then i can help out.



i still can't edit raw files, so i'm using my iphone. i have a (borrowed) laptop, it just needs a plug in which i haven't really had the time to sit down long enough to download! hopefully by the time it's my turn again...

i'm slowly getting back on my feet. feels like i'm crawling. i've been searching for the right word that describes what it's like to experience how one persons actions can seriously affect anothers life.
it's going to take me a long time to get back to normal. financially and emotionally.
i was robbed of expensive equipment, but i was also robbed of my personal safety.
i just don't feel safe anymore.

shenanigans

sunday shenanigans. i put corona in a travel mug and went adventuring. it's no subway cup, but it'll do.

meow

i moved today. it's a pretty sweet apartment. i'm really glad i found it.

...but this is the first night in awhile that i didn't go to bed with a purring kitty by my pillow.

when i moved to halifax i missed him, but not like this. i guess before, he was still youthful & active, but in the last 2 months he has really gone downhill. he lives in my room. he lost a LOT of weight. he doesn't play. his appetite went downhill. he doesn't even drool when i pet him...

now i know that his days are numbered, i can SEE it. i feel like i'm wasting them by leaving and my heart aches. we've been through a lot of homes together.
a lot of lives.

he's my itty bitty kitty. my old man cat.
i can bury my head in his side. nuzzle the top of his head. pet his belly. wrap my arm around him & fall asleep.
he'll never squirm away, he trusts me that much.

my kitty-less new room:

uhoh

my kernels are panicking!



i was just thinking earlier today on my stroll home that this blog, so far, has sort of served the purpose i had in mind.
i'm looking at the world around me through a camera, not just at whatever band is playing on stage.

high five.