23 August, 2004
I have just had the living shit scared out of me by the cat. Here starteth the week and it looks like a downhill slope from here but I’ll stay positive and pretend it’s uphill instead.
But, back to the cat. It would have been funny if I hadn’t almost died from heart palpitations. I can only surmise that while coming through the cat door a gust of wind slammed it shut on his tail causing him to do what all of us would probably do, scream like a banshee while hissing at the root of the problem. To come out of a computer induced trance to that noise was a spectacular experience and one I hope not to encounter again too soon as too I’m sure, is the cat. A quick extraction of tail from door solved both our problems. Food fixed it all better.
I can’t tell if it is Winter or the result of having too much flowing in one ear and out the other but I am buggered. Waking up tired and going to bed comatose with very little to show in between is getting to be frustrating. I seem to be waiting for something but my brain won’t let me in on what it is we’re waiting for. Stupid brain.
I turn 30 in a few weeks…