Sep. 8th, 2004

Woolen

Sep. 8th, 2004 06:28 am
rejectomorph: (laszlo moholy-nagy_chx)
There was a cat fight a couple of minutes ago. Sugar was probably in it. I can't see her anywhere nearby, and it's too dark to go searching to discover what poor kitty she's picking on. She's terribly aggressive sometimes, despite her age and her smallness. She's closer to wild than any cat who has ever lived with me. She's never shown much evidence of being a good hunter, though. I doubt she'd have survived long had she not moved in with humans.

The night remains much too warm. The longer the heat continues, the higher the enervation factor goes. I keep forgetting to water the sourgrass, and soon it will probably start turning brown in this heat. Its little purple flowers will begin to wither, and the bees will not be pleased. I'm not very pleased, myself. I would probably calculate that I have lost a good percentage of my brain cells this summer, had I not lost so many brain cells that I'm no longer able to calculate. A head full of wool, I have.

I have not gotten notifications of the most recent comments I've made, or of those made to me. I don't know if LJ's e-mail is going wonky again, or if it's just my service provider. Nothing has been posted about the problem on the support page. When I've had problems in the past, I would go check the support boards to see if any considerable number of other users were making requests about the same problem, but I can't find the page anymore. I don't know if I've just lost track of it because the site is getting so large, and ever more complicated, or if it is no longer available to casual visitors. Maybe you only get to see support requests now if you have officially signed up to do support. I expect more formality to creep in as time passes, but when it does, I'll miss the casual nature the place once had.

Birds chirping and sky turning pale. Time to stick my head under the covers and hope that it's less wooly when I wake up.
rejectomorph: (caillebotte_the orangerie)
The morning smelled of burning brush, and I expected another day of dense haze, but the wind must have shifted as I slept, because I woke to bright, clear skies. I think the day was very slightly cooler than yesterday, which is encouraging. Then, a very young squirrel visited my front yard this afternoon. It climbed into the fruitless mulberry tree, probably looking for food. It hasn't learned which trees serve snacks yet. After hopping about the branches for a while, it came down and headed for the back yard. Once the acorns and walnuts are ripe, it will have better luck back there.

I don't know why Sluggo is being so cranky today, as I've had the air conditioning on for a couple of hours. Still, he keeps shutting down programs at random. I can't find out if LJ has fixed its e-mail issues because I can't keep Outrage Express up and running.

When I woke up today, as I was trying to stick my shoes on (which is something I'm sufficiently unwise to do from a standing position), I lost my balance for a moment and, reaching out to grab the wall, smacked the back of my left hand into the corner of a cabinet. Although there are no marks or bruises visible, it still hurts like hell. I suppose I'll have to start sitting down to put my shoes on. My sense of balance has never been all that good, especially for the first few minutes after I wake up, but it looks as though it's getting worse. I wonder how many years I am from doddering?

Shower time.

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