Delusionoids

I hate 'em! Here are pictures of kittens to help me calm down. Ugh. I feel like I only blog when I am upset. I can't even begin to explain about this delusionoid pair that keeps popping up. They really should be together.

Fox Mulder, one of the loves of my life.



I hope you are doing okay, Bagheera.



Too cute

I think Aubrey will love this.

"And I hate arrogant men."

Introducing Bagheera, my kitten. This is my first pet who has hair, so I'm really excited about him. Its been pretty rough learning how to live with him, and then finding out I cannot have him next year. Emily and I made a pact last night to go halfsies on him if he can live at her house. I really like him, but I don't want to risk getting kicked out, you know?

Last night was Eric's last night with me until August 10th. Unlucky for me, because that's how my luck goes, I'm more sure than not that he was roofied last night, due to an obscene vomiting spell, combined with severe ocular pain, and an inability to sleep. I felt really bad for him, but I suppose we should have just stayed in to spend the night together, instead of me being stone-cold sober worrying about Eric being poisoned.

So now I am alone, and expect the blogs to start pouring out whilst I have nothing else to do. I've gotten more done in the past two hours of Eric being gone than I have the entire week he was here! I'm actually doing some laundry right now, among other things, including packing, dishes, and watching a little kitty. I'll be in Indianapolis getting ready for Aubrey's party (with a Mad Scientist theme!). Hopefully we don't run into any skanks tonight when we are going out. It's going to be mighty fun hanging out with Jamie and Emilie. I tried to start a conversation with Lindsey last night, but it didn't really go anywhere, and it took her two hours to send one text. I'll probably never get my cardigan back. I don't know what to do really. Sometimes I really miss talking to her when I look at the cards on my wall, or when I want to talk about Queer As Folk. But then, I just kind of remember how stupid I felt that she always made fun of me for wearing makeup all the time, and if the reason she doesn't like me now is solely due to Eric.

This is going to be a very long time being alone. I really hope it works out. However, I am not taking any crap from anyone. My situation stinks with being unemployed, Aubrey moving across the country, Eric being all over the country, and few close friends left. My phone hasn't rung in three days. Its pretty disparaging.