Today we made my mother her own LJ account. She has yet to make any entries, because for reasons we could not divine, her Firefox crashed every time she hit "post" today.

Nevertheless, please to be welcoming [livejournal.com profile] daffodilblonde to the big bad Internets. Hopefully, tomorrow she'll be able to get it to work, and then she'll be able to tell you all about how I spent the afternoon dying the bits of her hair she couldn't reach and how she tried to kill me with red-hot peppercorns.

HI MUM!!!
Today we made my mother her own LJ account. She has yet to make any entries, because for reasons we could not divine, her Firefox crashed every time she hit "post" today.

Nevertheless, please to be welcoming [livejournal.com profile] daffodilblonde to the big bad Internets. Hopefully, tomorrow she'll be able to get it to work, and then she'll be able to tell you all about how I spent the afternoon dying the bits of her hair she couldn't reach and how she tried to kill me with red-hot peppercorns.

HI MUM!!!
...I feel the need to tell you I aten't dead. I don't seem to have many words in me right now, but I am reading you all and sending out love and stuff.
...I feel the need to tell you I aten't dead. I don't seem to have many words in me right now, but I am reading you all and sending out love and stuff.
Good things about today: My kitchen, while still deeply disgusting, is less squalid than it was. I've cleared the sinkful of rotting dishes, scrubbed the dustbin and the cupboard and all the mysterious drips, dribbles and stains off the fronts of the cupboards and drawers. There's still a lot needs doing - the huge pile of stuff in the middle of the floor, the filthy chopping board, the life form evolving in the microwave, the congealed pool of greasy detritus under the sandwich toaster and the floor itself, but I feel like I've made a dent in it.

[livejournal.com profile] ulva made me this amazing LJ background: see! I haven't actually loaded it into my LJ yet. I have to make sure I save the settings for the old background somewhere and I'm feeling too bleggy to start messing with LJ settings right now. But I wanted to show everyone, and show that it's appreciated and loved.

Squish is becoming reconciled to the long line/harness. This didn't happen because of anything I did - it happened because I put him on the long line as soon as we reached the park today, and an orange cat streaked across the far corner of the park. He immediately forgot all his troubles and chased after it, was brought up short by the long line, found it didn't kill him or even hurt, and decided maybe it would be OK after all. And then he came running back the moment I called him, so I feel like we're winning. Yayy!

We also met Daisy the Cocker Spaniel in the park and had a long chat with her and her owner. Daisy's thirteen now and her eyesight is going, but she's as sweet as ever. Love her!
Good things about today: My kitchen, while still deeply disgusting, is less squalid than it was. I've cleared the sinkful of rotting dishes, scrubbed the dustbin and the cupboard and all the mysterious drips, dribbles and stains off the fronts of the cupboards and drawers. There's still a lot needs doing - the huge pile of stuff in the middle of the floor, the filthy chopping board, the life form evolving in the microwave, the congealed pool of greasy detritus under the sandwich toaster and the floor itself, but I feel like I've made a dent in it.

[livejournal.com profile] ulva made me this amazing LJ background: see! I haven't actually loaded it into my LJ yet. I have to make sure I save the settings for the old background somewhere and I'm feeling too bleggy to start messing with LJ settings right now. But I wanted to show everyone, and show that it's appreciated and loved.

Squish is becoming reconciled to the long line/harness. This didn't happen because of anything I did - it happened because I put him on the long line as soon as we reached the park today, and an orange cat streaked across the far corner of the park. He immediately forgot all his troubles and chased after it, was brought up short by the long line, found it didn't kill him or even hurt, and decided maybe it would be OK after all. And then he came running back the moment I called him, so I feel like we're winning. Yayy!

We also met Daisy the Cocker Spaniel in the park and had a long chat with her and her owner. Daisy's thirteen now and her eyesight is going, but she's as sweet as ever. Love her!
lizblackdog: (Chiana Yay: 2)
( Jan. 9th, 2007 03:47 am)
OMFG LOOKY MY SPIFFY NEW USERINFO EVERYONE!!!!


*kisses and flowers and licks and credit to [livejournal.com profile] ambersaigh who rocks*


*bounce squeee bounce*
lizblackdog: (Chiana Yay: 2)
( Jan. 9th, 2007 03:47 am)
OMFG LOOKY MY SPIFFY NEW USERINFO EVERYONE!!!!


*kisses and flowers and licks and credit to [livejournal.com profile] ambersaigh who rocks*


*bounce squeee bounce*
lizblackdog: (Default)
( Nov. 8th, 2006 02:00 pm)
I've finally rewritten my userinfo. It had been bugging me for a while now. I like it much better this way. Go read please!

Some cat pics that I don't think I posted yet )
lizblackdog: (Default)
( Nov. 8th, 2006 02:00 pm)
I've finally rewritten my userinfo. It had been bugging me for a while now. I like it much better this way. Go read please!

Some cat pics that I don't think I posted yet )
*kisses LiveJournal*

OMFG that was hard. And TrekBBS down too, just when I'd started posting there again after weeks and weeks of not even clicking on it.

I've been back at TerranBBS as well. I've become so sucked into LJ that I've felt very disinclined to post anywhere else for a long time, but I had the bright idea of talking some of my LJ cronies into registering - so far we have [livejournal.com profile] cottonmanifesto over there. I'd like a few others. I hope it takes.

Fireworks were pretty bad, but we seem to have come through OK. The cats were a huge help. I could see Spike visibly relax and perk up when they all piled out of the cat room and Fat Hamish rubbed against his legs and purred. Cats may suck, but they certainly have their uses.

Talking to [livejournal.com profile] crzmslmaven the other day has got me all interested in the idea of spinning dog hair into yarn. Spike has lovely fluffy silky hair that's (probably, just) long enough to spin. It's a nearly free hobby (I'd need a drop spindle but those are cheap and that's all) and it's a thing I could do while sitting watching TV programs - I could have a Spike scarf by next spring if I keep at it. I have quite a bagful of nice soft Spikefluff gathered already!
*kisses LiveJournal*

OMFG that was hard. And TrekBBS down too, just when I'd started posting there again after weeks and weeks of not even clicking on it.

I've been back at TerranBBS as well. I've become so sucked into LJ that I've felt very disinclined to post anywhere else for a long time, but I had the bright idea of talking some of my LJ cronies into registering - so far we have [livejournal.com profile] cottonmanifesto over there. I'd like a few others. I hope it takes.

Fireworks were pretty bad, but we seem to have come through OK. The cats were a huge help. I could see Spike visibly relax and perk up when they all piled out of the cat room and Fat Hamish rubbed against his legs and purred. Cats may suck, but they certainly have their uses.

Talking to [livejournal.com profile] crzmslmaven the other day has got me all interested in the idea of spinning dog hair into yarn. Spike has lovely fluffy silky hair that's (probably, just) long enough to spin. It's a nearly free hobby (I'd need a drop spindle but those are cheap and that's all) and it's a thing I could do while sitting watching TV programs - I could have a Spike scarf by next spring if I keep at it. I have quite a bagful of nice soft Spikefluff gathered already!
YAYYYYYY!!!!
YAYYYYYY!!!!
The Amazing Adventures of the One True Blaidd, Crazy Typo Lady and the Invisible IMer - Part One: The Wrath of Yahoo

Cut for being long and probably unamusing to anyone who wasn't there )
The Amazing Adventures of the One True Blaidd, Crazy Typo Lady and the Invisible IMer - Part One: The Wrath of Yahoo

Cut for being long and probably unamusing to anyone who wasn't there )
ooooh!!! Balloooons!!

thank you very much, [livejournal.com profile] grave_medicine - I keep clicking on them becauyse they're cool :-D
ooooh!!! Balloooons!!

thank you very much, [livejournal.com profile] grave_medicine - I keep clicking on them becauyse they're cool :-D
I be havin' a sentimental moment last night, inspired by a bad thin' what happened t' a matey`s dogs what required me t' concentrate on good intentions fer the'r safety. Thoughts like this always make me feel th' love I be havin' fer me own dogs e'en more keenly. I knelt on th' deck an' hugged Cap'n Spike t' me, his hade pressed against me chest, runnin' me hands o'er his aft an' his legs, gloryin' in th' love an' life poundin' in his deep narrow keel an' his warm fur.

He listed into me fer a wee minutes, lovin' me aft wi' all his great heart, then he pulled loose, laughed in me face an' leapt on one o' th' kittens` paper bags an' capered madly round th' flat happily rippin' 't t' pieces; then he came an' humped me arm while Squish Cabin Boy had an outraged yappin' fit. I love me dogs.

I love me heartys` dogs as well, an' things look better fer them this mornin'. Aye!

In other news, I found a way t' put me list o' tags on me link list, an' lookin' at all th' tags together I could be seein' a whole bunch o' redundant an' duplicate ones (fer example, "dogpuke" an' "dog puke" as two separate tags) so I spent a happy hour fiddlin' wi' them before gettin' bored. This be what happens when I eyeball [livejournal.com profile] hopefulnebula`s journal. I even, fer a mad moment, entertained th' idee o' becomin' a support volunteer, but after readin' th' relevant FAQ section I came aft t' reality. They need swabbies who actually know what they's doin' an' that t'ain't really me.

In other volunteerin' news, me dear ol' Mum be returned t'Grimmauld Place an' I be supposed t' go o'er thar this afternoon an' swab decks. I be actually quite happy t' do 't, fer once. Today be a fairly nay-feeling-bilge water tide, an' I need t' be havin' Mum owin' me a favour rather than th' other way round, what wi' takin' on extra cats I may be havin' trouble affordin'.

An' she`s homeport! That means I`ve got me dogsitter back from Davey Jones' Locker! Arrrr mateys!!!

't also means I`d better do somethin' about me trashed bunkroom this week, at least if I erewant t' be rammed, boarded an' sunk again. Hmmm.
Ya horn swogglin' scurvy cur!

Translation fer scurvy landlubbers )
I be havin' a sentimental moment last night, inspired by a bad thin' what happened t' a matey`s dogs what required me t' concentrate on good intentions fer the'r safety. Thoughts like this always make me feel th' love I be havin' fer me own dogs e'en more keenly. I knelt on th' deck an' hugged Cap'n Spike t' me, his hade pressed against me chest, runnin' me hands o'er his aft an' his legs, gloryin' in th' love an' life poundin' in his deep narrow keel an' his warm fur.

He listed into me fer a wee minutes, lovin' me aft wi' all his great heart, then he pulled loose, laughed in me face an' leapt on one o' th' kittens` paper bags an' capered madly round th' flat happily rippin' 't t' pieces; then he came an' humped me arm while Squish Cabin Boy had an outraged yappin' fit. I love me dogs.

I love me heartys` dogs as well, an' things look better fer them this mornin'. Aye!

In other news, I found a way t' put me list o' tags on me link list, an' lookin' at all th' tags together I could be seein' a whole bunch o' redundant an' duplicate ones (fer example, "dogpuke" an' "dog puke" as two separate tags) so I spent a happy hour fiddlin' wi' them before gettin' bored. This be what happens when I eyeball [livejournal.com profile] hopefulnebula`s journal. I even, fer a mad moment, entertained th' idee o' becomin' a support volunteer, but after readin' th' relevant FAQ section I came aft t' reality. They need swabbies who actually know what they's doin' an' that t'ain't really me.

In other volunteerin' news, me dear ol' Mum be returned t'Grimmauld Place an' I be supposed t' go o'er thar this afternoon an' swab decks. I be actually quite happy t' do 't, fer once. Today be a fairly nay-feeling-bilge water tide, an' I need t' be havin' Mum owin' me a favour rather than th' other way round, what wi' takin' on extra cats I may be havin' trouble affordin'.

An' she`s homeport! That means I`ve got me dogsitter back from Davey Jones' Locker! Arrrr mateys!!!

't also means I`d better do somethin' about me trashed bunkroom this week, at least if I erewant t' be rammed, boarded an' sunk again. Hmmm.
Ya horn swogglin' scurvy cur!

Translation fer scurvy landlubbers )
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