Brunch!

Damn, I keep forgetting to post this. :P

Brunch is on for this Saturday, 10:30 at Eggspectations at the AMC Forum.

Also, I will be in Kitchener, ON next weekend. However, this doesn't mean that all of you people can't meet up for brunch without me. This is meant to be a regular thing, regardless of my presence or absence.

Martha Stewart I ain't...

... but on the plus side, a little elbow grease tonight got rid of a very annoying scorch mark on one of my pans where I burnt some butter a while back. I'm quite pleased, as I was convinced that pan was going to remain stained forever.

It's soaking again now, so that I can get at the remaining small spots later. Go me!

Am making dinner. Its contents would make most Atkins fanatics go into carbohydrate-induced shock instantaneously, but at least it's dinner. Was bad yesterday and forgot to have dinner. Realized that this morning when I got up starving. Oops.

So, yes. Tonight, cooking is the ticket. Should go check on how that's going, incidentally, since I don't want it to boil over or burn another pot. ^^;

Que sert à l'homme de gagner l'univers s'il vient à perdre son âme?

I'm tired, but on the whole everything seems quite positive in my life these days. I shall make another, bitter and angry post about what an asshat my supervisor is some other day.

Really, putting things into perspective, he's a minor annoyance. A small, petty, sorry excuse for a man, and I don't have much time to waste on him.

I'm really very pleased with the way my headspace is working out these days. Sure, there are lots of things I can still improve, like my tendency to procrastinate on everything I don't want to do/am nervous about, and a whole bunch of other issues.

However, for the most part I have the right mindset in which to work on all of these aspects of myself that I feel need tweaking. There's no endless self-recrimination, no auto-flagellation, no wallowing in self-fulfilling prophecies (the negative kind). I have moments of depression, and some days are far worse than others, but without fail thus far I have managed to overcome all of these without significant emotional fallout.

I have managed this for about four months now, without sign of flagging.

The main test, of course, has yet to come. I have to survive November (I don't foresee a problem there), and more importantly, January and February. January is typically a terrible month for me, in spite of it being the beginning of the New Year and my birthday. Next year, however, I have plans in the works. They are vague and unformulated right now, but they are in the works. Needless to say, I have been inspired by Tarasmas, and there is the added incentive for me to make January not suck.

I've started up a notebook, or rather I've dug out my old notebook and started over in it, in order to give myself some goals for the next few months. Some of you may recall Fearsclave's Guide to Self-Improvement for Obsessive-Compulsive Freaks. This requires a notebook and a pen and a fairly good headspace to be workable. I have all three, so I'm good to go.

To infinity, and beyond!

"Well I'd buy you a monkey —haven't you always wanted a monkey?"

Okay, I don't know why I'm posting this now, but I suppose it's as good a time as any.

I miss having different kinds of pets. Yes, I adore my kitties, and I would never, ever give them up for anything in the world.

On the other hand, if I had my way, I'd have a house filled with pets. Birds, for one. Maybe budgerigars, and definitely a canary. Canaries rule. I'm not a huge bird person, but birds are lovely to have around, if you have the time and patience to care for them. If I had tons and tons of money, I'd invest in two parrots. Two, because one parrot invariably goes insane if you keep it alone in a house. Either that or you have to be home all day to entertain it. So, I figure, if I had the money for one parrot, I'd probably have the money for two.

Also, I miss having rodents around. I had hamsters throughout my teenaged years, and I'd love to have some again. Or mice, or rats, or a combination thereof. Not as fond of gerbils, but I could probably be persuaded to keep some around. Rabbits. Rabbits are great. Again, with the time and patience factor, combined with space for them to hop around.

Fish. I've dreamed of having one of those huge horking aquariums with brightly-coloured fishies all decorated and organized. I have a smallish tank which is sitting unused in a corner right now. I haven't been able to bring myself to use it just yet, because I keep thinking "I'll be moving soon." Also, it ain't cheap, having fish and properly accessorizing them. I had a tiny tank with two goldfish about a year ago, but they kicked the bucket in short order because of a freak heat wave. The snail outlived them, then procreated. There were baby snails everywhere. I was frightened. They've all since passed into the Great Fishtank in the Sky.

Maybe the fishtank is a reasonable place to start. I'd just have to figure out a way to prevent the cats from knocking it over.

Mainly, I miss having a dog. You may not believe this, since I've pretty much become known as the Crazy Cat Lady to many of my friends, but I'm very much a dog person. Grew up with a large dog, always planned on having a dog when I was older. I don't think it's fair of me to inflict my lifestyle on a dog. I'm away for 90% of the daylight hours, and there's no one home but the cats.

Still, there are days when I feel the absence of a dog quite keenly, and I curse myself for having scruples that prevent me from locking up an energetic animal that needs companionship and lots of outdoors time alone in an apartment for twenty-two hours out of the day.

So, as the refrain goes, when I have money, I will have all of these critters to keep me company.

Right now, I shall go to bed and cuddle my cats. Smudge is already purring in my lap.

My kitties love me. ^_^

"If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)
Well I'd buy you a green dress —but not a real green dress, that's cruel!"