Very tired. Very very tired. More caffeine now, please.
Heard last night that the mother of a schoolfriend has died – not unexpected in the circumstances, but very sad nevertheless. Seems to be a little spate of it going about, you know. Dying. Among people I know / know of. Everybody else stay alive, now! It’s getting depressing, and making me vaguely nervous. Yes, I know that’s stupid.
Reality check of the day – a hearse with no coffin (presumably on it’s way to pick one up or something), but full of black-clad undertakers…. laughing and chatting as they drove along. Strangely surreal, but also…. not.
However, contrary to the tone of this entry so far, I am feeling quite cheery today. If tired. *g* My Xander-kitty has a vets appointment this evening (must book taxi!) and I’ll be able to tell the vet how the epilepsy meds have perked him up. Technically, they should have made him a little dopier because they inhibit the electrical impulses to the brain (or something), and in some ways he is. But he must be feeling better in general, because he’s been running around the house, asking to go outside, exploring the area, and even playing with his toys! :-) He was actually pouncing last night, which I’ve never seen him do before. When you consider that when I got him from the shelter, he was terrified of the toys (and most things, really), that shows how much more confident he is now, as well. And he’s such a gorgeous cuddly purry mog – and huuuuuge! :-D
Brother is in Australia. *jealous* He’s in Brisbane at the mo, I think, but should be driving to Sydney soon. He’s gone for three weeks, finishing off with watching the Aussie Grand Prix. Parents have said they’ll disown him if he comes back with another tattoo. Probably a good thing he mentioned it first, and didn’t just go get one done, cos they mean it. Heh. Which reminds me, must make non-black bits hair red again tonight. And…. do stuff. Ugh. Really need more caffeine.