9/6/00

Okay my brain is friwd...mushy and colourless. Sigh...so I introduced her to blogger and I then completely forget she blogs and never visit her blog. I am a heel.

Yes this is insomnia theatre and I am a human cat chew toy. Romeo at this moment is chewing on my wrist....because he can. I think he's teething. That or he enjoys hte tastes of human flesh...the salt or something. I suppose partly it is my fault for introducing him to kitty fight to the death but this biting...its a cry for help...a cry to play with me dammit...or just a phase??

My little man is getting huge though. Soon I imagine he'll shoot up and adult size. He's still a morsel...but no longer gits into my or Q's hand. I'll get those piccies developed some day and you can see for yer self. Yes a digi cam would be a good thing...I know that,...but my bank account does not. I need to start begging for money on line. Find a sugar daddy. Grin...a sponser, a patron. They used to have those....are they still around??

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