Black Doggerel

What with one thing and another, I am getting either no sleep, or sleeping like a zombie at the stupidest times, so that this afternoon's pet food delivery woke me, and I had to scurry to put my teeth in while the nice blonde who brings me dead mice and green tripe languished on the doorstep. Then after she left, I put my hand to my neck and felt... something. I looked in the mirror and found myself covered with dried melted chocolate from chin to clavicle. It was only one small piece that had escaped from my bedtime nibble stash, but oh, how it had spread. I looked like I'd been mud wrestling. That would be an immensely fun thing to do with... never mind.

I'm getting past my slump. You can tell because I am posting, I am no longer invisible on AIM, I hoovered last night (actually, at 10am this morning, but I hadn't gone to bed yet) and I am horny almost past the point of endurance. Unfortunately, ( Cut for girl part TMI )

This, too, shall pass. Soon. Please.

This is my cat.
( These are my cats on NIP! )
In other news, been for my smear test and now feel all sore and disgruntled in the girl parts. Cheered myself up by getting Mum to stop at the pet store on the way back, where I scored the catnip and petted the store's African Grey. Apparently said Grey doesn't usually like people, but I haven't lost my touch. I spoke to him quietly for a few minutes, bobbed my head and didn't stare, touched his foot very gently in an "I'll stop the moment you tell me to" sort of way, and he bent over and asked me for head scritches. Want. Parrot. Can't. Have. Argh!

Have also been to Sainsbury's searching for Guinness Marmite. They haven't got it yet but the customer service lady assures me it's on order, so I will be getting some.

- also, what part of the HTML in the posting-pictures routine makes all the fucking paragraph breaks disappear? I've had to put them all in as HTML commands. *grumble*