Day 2 after getting Laelia spayed and her energy is at a pretty high level, all things considered. She decided to lay in the sun and take in the warm energy, which I’m sure is helping her feel better. I wanted to document her bare belly with the little bit of squish sticking out at the bottom so I can review how weird she looks shaved and see how she progresses from here.
So its been so cold outside lately that I finally got to use the fireplace in my apartment for the first solid amount of time. The first time…well, the first time the floor was stuck and I nearly burned the apartment down. So here is a picture of the one of the first successful fires in my fireplace.
This is my new kitty, Laelia. I got her one week ago from an amazing shelter where she was kept extraordinarily healthy and happy. She is a domestic shorthair with grey tabby coloring and green eyes, she is about three years old, and she has had at least two litters of kittens before I picked her up. She tends to remain in one of two modes for any length of time. The first of these is the pet me mode where she accepts and enjoys my attack cuddles. The second is her psychopathic chase absolutely nothing around the apartment as if something is there mode. I very much love this cat.
…also she is so soft I can’t even…
My cat, Laelia, is going to be spayed later this morning, so I decided to do some spell work to help things go smoothly. I particularly enjoyed the glow on my altar, so I took a picture and here you are.
I feel like books fill all those empty little spaces inside ourselves that we have no idea what to do with.
So this week I checked my online course and saw a quiz and project due by Monday. I got the quiz done earlier during the week, making myself rather proud by getting it done early. The project I procrastinated like mad on until the last possible moment. I just submitted the project and was only able to view the due date at that point: October 28th at 10am. I got the project and quiz done a week early.
I got a project and a quiz done early.
Okay, I am now convinced that my anxiety and I have made things strangely work this time around. Or I’ve most certainly gone mad…No, that was a while ago, its definitely the former. I would be frustrated with myself, but I just unintentionally cleared most of the work I have to do next week out of the way so that I can enjoy more life and only have one set of much easier classwork to focus on. My first reaction is still akin to “what is this I don’t even,” though.
On an ironic side note, I caught my horoscope in the newspaper and it happened to mention me messing up in the best possible way this week. Hmm…
Found out that female elephants only give birth every four to nine years and male elephants choose to mainly have sex with each other, which is part of the reason they’re endangered. Then I remembered the republican party’s mascot. Hmmmm…
Sometimes I headdesk
Its just that…I can’t believe my communications teacher’s classwork is fraught with misspelled words and grammatical errors. I mean, she went to school for and is now teaching a communications class and she can’t proofread her course content.
Sorry about that, inner annoyance came out a bit there.
I’m pretty sure the four horsemen of the apocalypse reside in my uterus.