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Thursday Night in August 2011

I've got both cats cuddling on one side of me and Femme Pois burrowed in the silver shag throw I've got on the bed - which my darling Precious Petal Tiger Lily (her name keeps growing) has a bizarre fetish with. She will knead it with her huge paws at the end of her normal small kitten legs and SUCK on the furry blankie.

Used my Groupon coupon to take Michael out to Currylicious. They were decent but not great. Looked at the Vespas but it turned out I can't get one since I have bad dizzy spells. But I could afford one if not my balance problems.

I've got four pets who love me. I've got a new roommate that's working out so far. My health is pretty terrible, but I've got positive things to keep my mind from sinking into pure depression. Tomorrow morning door pickup of old electronics and CFL bulbs is a very happy surprise.

Glad that some things will be sorted. I'm desperate to get rid of the couch. It takes up far too much space, even if it is super comfy. It makes more sense to have a smaller couch in not only my current apartment, but any near future moves will need the same smaller couch.

Just to see, I'm applying, I think, for a mortgage so I can perhaps get a home for not a lot more than we paid for our house in Austin but here. I'm hopeful to find stability with my four pets plus maybe even a Michael. Who knows what we shall do? I've got pets who love me. Things are interesting. And things are full of chaos and fear and then Lolita stretches out to caress my hip with her paws.

Michael has made a joke that we are already like a married couple without sex since he's gay and I'm in love with singularity lately. But yeah, with help I think getting even the storage unit cleaned out is possible. A garage sale appeals. As does house hunting with Michael. Hugs desired. Friends to go camping with and watch movies with and play video games with and to help me get organized and on Medi-Cal and to make another disability attempt and help if I do find a mortgage and house to make a combination office, photo studio with clear floor for contortionist practice.

And the pets all cuddle against me but I have to get up and find what to put out for electronic recycling pickup early Friday morning. And to enjoy the cool night air while I miss the caress of Adam and Allen and even Kevin. The caresses of the past or, in one case, just wished for. I wonder what became of Gabe?

Friends? Come over to visit and let us support one another this balmy and lovely weekend coming up...