Updates

The Cheat has mastered the art of leaving and returning to our house. The Sneak knows where we are but won't come back inside. We finally figured out how to trap her last night, but after an hour or two of meowing and waking up the whole house she finally figured out how to open the laundry room window and got out. It was really cool waking up in the middle of the night and standing in the kitchen in the middle of a cat tornado. They were nuts. They wouldn't stop moving and weaving through my legs in large erratic orbitals. Electron cats. Now it's raining and The Sneak is probably suffering out there somewhere, but is too retarded to come in.

So that's one less thing to worry about. In other news I gave myself a migraine last night by spray-painting inside the house, also probably influenced by the amount of chocolate I ate and the amount of tv I watched yesterday. Mistakes were made. I woke up today still pounding in pain, so Kris gave me a Vicadin. I've never had the pleasure before, Mr. Vicadin. I still had a headache but it was less important because my hands felt good and it was easy to take naps all day. I finally feel better, the Vicadin is still coursing through my veins, and this banana is delicious. Yay vicadin! I see how this stuff could be addictive. It's subtle, but it makes my body feel soft and luxuriously lazy. Perfect for this rainy rainy day.

Also, I talked to my mom this morning and apparently she's met this fantastic guy. She went to high school with him and thought he was pretty cool then, but she was too messed up about her mom and her sexuality and just about everything back then to show any interest. Apparently he is even cooler now. Artistic, warm and loving, relaxed, interested in life, playful...Those qualities that make being around other people for really long periods of time so great. Finally! She's had some lame ass dating experiences in recent years, it is about time. I'm so happy for her. He lives in Vermont and she lives in New York, but they've already planned out several back-and-forth trips, and this is probably a good thing to help them take things slow. Always important when one person is just going beginning the divorce process for their first marriage (Him. She's been divorced for over a decade now.) I hope I can meet him in December. He really liked Zombiachi and if he has as good taste as it sounds he does, he'll probably really like me too.

So in summary: Friends and family are good, I am high, I'm being predictably lame in keeping up with correspondence, the cats are ok and stupid, the rain wrecked some of my spray painting work but makes the air smell good, Kris is sleeping and enjoying her first day without parents, and tomorrow the A.S.S (After School Special) club will begin its first of what will hopefully be a monthly occurence short film project. We'll be rotating roles such as writer, producer, editor, director, etc through random lottery, to gain the necessary skillz. If you forget about us now you will know about us eventually, when we are lauded as artistic geniuses in a few years. You heard it here first.

Bye!