All the Feels

This is the song stuck in my head today:



It has been a very melancholy day.  Which is odd, because mostly today I read, snuggled some cats, and cleaned.  But I mean, this song kind of demands that you adopt a little-bit-depressed demeanure.  WordPress is trying to tell me that’s not a word.  But I googled it, and various dictionaries say it is.  They also say it’s obsolete.  This confuses me.  I know lots of people that say demeanure.  Unless I’m thinking of a different word.






A Life Philosophy: Thursdays are the Worst Days

I have ants.  Again.  Badly:

Hello, friends!

Hello, friends!


This is partly a result of my cats being messy eaters and partly a result of my weekends-only-dish-doing (working grad student, that’s how it goes!) and partly a result of it being way too cold to take out the recycling.


It should be noted, however, that I have enough ants that I brought some to work with me today.  This is gross.


Why don’t cats eat ants?  I have seen Simon eat a live millipede.  And Ruby chases everything, including water drops in the shower (post-shower, of course)!  Ants must taste bad or something.


I recently made a gingerbread house with a friend.  It’s super cute.  Look:

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Luckily, I insisted she’d take it home (because Ruby would probably lick it, which is true).  Of course, had I kept it, she’d probably now be licking ants.



Happy Birthday!

Gwen informed me that my blog is just over a year old now.  Which is pretty remarkable, as a lot has happened in the past year.


To be honest, though, I’m more excited about my new contacts prescription.  It feels like getting glasses all over again.

Staying Cool

So in the last month or so, I buzzed my head. Like less than half an inch long.

Today it is like a gazillion degrees out, and I’m really glad not to worry about my hair. Sweet relief.

I also built an igloo. This is accomplished with a sheet and a fan, essentially creating a puffy air bubble full of breezy cool air.

Hello Web World!

Thanks for putting up with my inability to decide if I truly want to be a blogger. For better or worse, I think it’s pretty clear by now that I am a fair weather blogger — good for a post as long as life doesn’t get in the way. And there has been a lot of life lately!

I had a whirlwind of a summer course, I got a second cat, the other cat got diagnosed with asthma, I shaved my head, I decided to be a fitocrat, I did a whole bunch of projects around my place, and I put another three thousand miles on Ted, my car.


Of course, not all things have changed.  I am still working on the four pounds of jelly beans my parents sent me from Easter.  It is going so slowly.  So slowly, in fact, that I am regularly making things intended to include chocolate, but substituting jelly beans.


Chocolate might compete with sex.  Jelly beans do not.

Chocolate might compete with sex. Jelly beans do not.