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"Light snow", tonight? REALLY?!?

The end of the latest episode of, Bates Motel = WTFOMG + infinity

My computer just went dead-silent. That can't be good.

Most unsettling fortune cookie EVER: "Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone."

Speaking of Bigfoot:

http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/technology/2013/10/new-bigfoot-evidence-screened-as-expert-claims-proof-of-existence/

http://abclocal.go.com/wls/story?section=news/bizarre&id=9272236&rss=rss-wls-article-9272236

http://www.nydailynews.com/news/national/bigfoot-existence-backed-dna-video-report-article-1.1473883

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play?p=Sasquatch+Genome+Project&vid=7ea2b5f85e2faa182da14bb23aa9f966&l=1%3A47&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts4.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DVJ.344459904419%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.liveleak.com%2Fview%3Fi%3Db9c_1380766600&tit=Have+these+scientists+PROVED+Big+Foot+is+real%3F+Team+unveils+...&c=5&sigr=11d1s8p73&ct=n&age=0&hsimp=yhs-frontier1&hspart=frontier&type=frontier_lego_portal_trending&tt=b

You guys. SO EMBARRASSED.

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SHARKNADO!

Yay. My vacation starts on Wednesday if I don't get fired, tonight!

a) My son had two wisdom teeth removed today, poor guy. He opted for the local, rather than than anesthesia, and is not having fun, right now.

b) My Aunt Betty's funeral, this morning. One tough lady who lived her life mostly for others. Saw loads of people I've not seen in ages. Brought back lots of memories. I still remember being in hospital over my birthday - age 9? 10? - and her gift of a week's worth of wee Avon gifts - one, per day - and how it made me feel so special and loved - how I treasured that little hairbrush, lol! She had a laugh like no other - well, maybe me. At least, that's what's been said. I used to be embarrassed, but now, I am glad :)

c) THE CURE. CONFIRMED FOR LOLLAPALOOZA in Chicago. Not like I can afford it, but you never know..

I'm sorry I've not been posting - life, lately, has been just, "...."

Some good, some just jaw-dropping. As per usual.

My son had a great (second) week in NYC, still helping with clean-up. So damned proud of the young man he's become. He has a very nice girlfriend, now, that he is so cute over - and she's a VW mechanic with several classic cars. :D

CATS.

Tragic suicide of a very young, very new coworker. *speechless, still

The Return of THE BAD KNEE, and my boffo android brace (definite upside). In blazing technicolor.

Making plans to redecorate my bedroom.

Being Human - UK seasons 1 & 2.

ASTRONAUTS. LiEk. Way-y-y-y over the top, with this. Total de-stressor, for me.

a) To fall asleep, I count astronauts, in my head. Better than sheep. Got up to 37, yesterday.

b) Instead of cussing at werk, I list astronauts. Tabby was laughing at me stomping up the hallway, "Gus Grissom...John Glenn...Sally Ride...Ed White..Wally Schirra.."

Yep. Finally snapped.

ETA: CALLED OFF SICK FOR TWO DAYS ON THE 15TH AND 16TH. NOTING HERE FOR MY OWN DEVIOUS PURPOSES. I really was sick. Am better, now.

January: I'm SPEECHLESS. Everything IS on the internet.

February: What Tarot Card are You? Take the Test to Find Out.

March: Whoot! Got a pair of Shape Ups by Skechers - - and the MINUTE I put them on?

April: I sigh with regret that my little enforced 'knee-vacation', is drawing to a close, soon, here.

May: So, I don't know if this will post - as, apparently, LJ is not even letting me post replies/comments to people, at the moment, but - so - um -

June: Happy Birthday, Simon ♥

July: The shit has hit the fan.

August: Now, this couldn't be weirder or more obscure, but I've found remix of Kraftwerk's, Showroom Dummies, that mixes in some of Apollo 11's communications with Houston..

September: So, ja. Guess I'm back, now, from my Week O' Grieving over Commander Armstrong.

October: Look OUT, ya'll...I'm in a rantin' mood..

November: (Youtube voting videos - Chris Rock and Steve Carell)

December: DOOMED.

So. DJ's off to NYC, as of this morning.

I know, I know - I should be dancing to Bob Seger in my sockfeet and underwear, right? Not worrying over a million things: icy roads, the fact that he forgot, a) his work-purchased rain poncho, b) to show me how to do the kero heater, How He Is and What Happens To Good Samaritans, Usually...The look on his face when I jokingly asked, "You ARE coming BACK, right?", etc. etc. etc.

I've got to see it as Dress Rehearsal for Cronedom, which is what it is, really. Dress Rehearsal for Alone. Alone - unless you count the fifty million fucking cats he left me stuck with..

I should be cleaning, because THAT'S WHAT I WAS PUT ON THIS EFFIN' EARTH *FOR*, RIGHT?
*drips with sarcasm*

Help me, Kraftwerk; you're my only hope.

So. Our Echo had five kittens, last night.
In our laundry basket.
It looks like two zebra-stripey on white, two black, and one that is all-over smooth dove grey, with a white belly and these white feet sticking out. Hard to tell, and I don't want to disturb them, too much, and yes, Miracle of Life, adorable, and and and -

- OKAY, DJ. You got your way (he 'accidentally' let her outside, knowing full-well that she was in heat). Now, it's up to you to get her FIXED - and to find decent homes for them. Research time.

GOD, THEY'RE SO CUTE. ♥

BUT, that's Echo, Mister Bob and Bossyboots + five kittens....PLUS, the strays - Siouxsie, Johnny, and HER five tabby kittens that we also feed CONSTANTLY. COME ON.



ETA: I may have found a solution to at least PART of the problem. There's a place in Reading - about an hour, from here - that will spay/neuter ferals for $35. The first and third Sundays of every month. SO. Today I am going to get a cheapo pet carrier and try to catch Siouxsie, at least - she is so dear and friendly - and they take walk-ins/same days for ONE feral cat. If I can't catch her, it's no biggie - I am off again, two Sundays from now, too. The one we call Johnny (affectionately aka The Douchebag, 'cos she's a bully and a thief) will be much more difficult.

There's also a Petsmart about an hour from here that will take and de-flea the five feral kittens and sell them...IF I can catch their little behinds. Good luck, there.

By the time we get all THIS done, Echo will be not nursing enough to be done, I guess. Since she's a pet, she will be $70 - which is still cheap, but, OY.

It's a start.

ETA II 08/05/12: Did not see Siouxsie ALL DAY, of course. When we got home from picking him up after work - we saw a look-alike (!!!) - which HAD to be the one of her kittens that was adopted across the row on the other side of the park. It was not HER, though. This is proving to be harder than I thought - my mother spazzed, afraid we'd grab the wrong cat. So, last night may have been a bust, but I *will* be prepared in two weeks, if I have to snatch her and keep her inside for a couple days - hope she shows up. At least, this gives me time to de-flea her before her surgery...? It is now written on my calendar. Ha.