Still dealing with it...

[elfs]

I said to Omaha last night, "It sucks that our life is so jammed on fast-forward that here we are, taking Dinah home in a box, and thirty minutes later I have to hurtle to the airport to put you on a plane so you can go to Macworld. We should be allowed to put our life on pause for something like this."

Kouryou-chan wouldn't sleep in her bed alone. I wanted to be alone after the kids were in bed. I relented, though, because I understood her fear. Everywhere we turned, there was something of the cat-- the laundry guard, her steps up to the bed, the cat toy under the couch, her food dish in the dining room, the second water dish, the one with the pump to keep it aerated, in the kitchen, the catbox in the bathroom. She was everywhere.

Kouryou-chan said this morning that she wanted a kitten. I said we might get a young cat, but we were committed to getting a shelter cat, because they needed our love more than just any ol' kitten. I guess if someone already has a "free kittens" sign up in the neighborhood, we might go there first, but otherwise we're gonna hit up the shelter.

I was doing okay until I finally got tired of hearing the water dish pump sucking in air. It does that when it gets low. I unplugged it and when the pump stop and the water stopped trickling I just broke down and started crying again.

Bast and Osiris, last.fm is fucking psychic, isn't it?

I can't accept this, we will find a way
Out of this cesspool of doom and dismay
Beyond this dejection there's beauty and grace
A glorious future we long to embrace

All the time, I have waited with rage
All the time, I was promised my salvation.