Wednesday, September 19, 2012

My social life is the diet killer

I've been in town since Sunday, and in those four days I have had one brunch and three dinners out.  I've seen four of my most excellent friends.  And I've only had to clean up cat puke once!
It's fun, this life of mine.  It's exhausting, currently, but it's fun.  Seb's, Earls, the Academic, the Kingston, the Whip.  Bike rides.  One sided conversations with a cat that has not insignificant mental issues.
My mom: "I don't set my alarm anymore because Felix just jumps on the bed every morning and meows.  So if he jumps on the bed really early in the morning and is making too much noise you just need to look him straight in the eyes and say "shut the FUCK UP".  You won't see him for hours."
Me: "Whoa.  Whoa!  That's mean.  Wow.  Felix knows swear words?"
Yesterday Felix came in around six and meowed once.  I sat up, looked at him, all fat and lonely and quite possibly hungry and/or constipated and said... you ready?  I looked at that fat, hairy beast and said "No!".  He left.  I dunno.  6am is maybe a little early for four letter cuss words. 8am, in traffic en route to work, however...
Back home tomorrow after work.  I've missed Michael.  How sucky is that?  Looking forward to sleeping in my own bed.  No plans for this weekend except dinner with my family on Saturday night and that's the way I like it (that's the way I like it).
Dinner at the Whip with L tonight was great.  Had some good, in depth and illuminating conversation, plus she brought me back a t-shirt from Denmark and I'm nothing if not someone that can be bought (cough: Swiss chocolates).
And so ends this epic Vancouver adventure.
Hopefully I'll be able to button my jeans up next week.

5 comments:

  1. I wonder if the STFU would work with Gracie when she brings in snakes and grasshoppers at 3AM?

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    1. Hell, at 3AM you've really got nothing to lose by trying! Plus you're not in a condo so you won't have to worry about neighbours thinking "Why does she scream 'Shut the fuck up!' at 3AM every morning?".
      Another thing my mom did when a cat was misbehaving was to squirt it with a water gun.
      I should probably clarify that my mom is a very kind and gentle person as this comment might lead people to believe otherwise, LOL.

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  2. Your mom sounds like a professional cat wrangler.

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    1. She's like Cesar Milan. But with cats. And if Cesar Milan yelled obscenities at the dogs instead of making that "pssst" noise.

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  3. Yeah, that pssst noise does nothing for cats. And the guy across the alley yells obscenities at the neighborhood dogs, they pay about as much attention to him as a cat does when you make a pssst sound.

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