Aug. 16th, 2012 08:26 pm
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Linocut Owl)
Just returned from another trip down to LA. This is hopefully the last one, and now I can focus on other things, like the arts I owe. :D

Tomorrow is art day! Someday, I will figure out how to stream, and I can share the arting with folks. Well, probably only the one or two of you who are bored enough to watch me doodling, anyhow.

Also, while I was home, I got some new photos of Mousie and Bob:

Beyond this cut, a kitty and a giant death spider -- you have been warned. )
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Dan) embarrass yourself, before someone else does it?

I was talking to [ profile] random_redshirt a little while ago about how I never log into Facebook. We got on the topic that I hadn't changed my profile picture in over four years. I made a crack that at least it wasn't still me dressed like a superhero. She gave me a curious look, and then I sat back and thought... had it ever been? Facebook must have come after that!

I care so little about Facebook that I guess I'd never gotten around to uploading what is both the stupidest and most awesome picture of me, ever. (Awesome because it's so stupid, it comes right back around, see.) So, I might as well put it here.

High school-aged kiff made bad decisions. )


So. My nerd membership is secure, I think.


Jan. 13th, 2009 10:23 pm
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Tiny Crime)
My mom called earlier in the evening to ask me a very odd question:

"If we let Squeeky catch a mouse... it won't hurt him, right?"

"What?" Ask some very confused Kiffies.

My mom went on, "Well, he was chasing a mouse..."

Squeeky had evidently chased a mouse from the bedroom into the hallway and up the wall heater. All three cats are now waiting patiently for the mouse to make its escape. Which it may or may not be able to do, because my mom is equally as ornery as I am when it comes to pests, and the heater was promptly turned on as soon as the mouse entered.

So either the mouse escapes and Squeeky and Speckles can argue over who gets the delicious mouse guts, or the thing is dead and cooking into a fine, honey-glazed brown that some other mice/cockroaches will surely enjoy at a later date.

If it escapes and makes it to the kitchen, Mousie will likely claim it as "hers" and keep it as a pet, just like the last one.


Aug. 15th, 2008 05:00 pm
kiffie: Karmann Ghia decklid script. (Ghia)


Jeeves' tailpipe exploded, then fell off.

We're going to explore fixes after the weekend.


Mousie was not amused that a car was getting more attention than her. X3


Mar. 22nd, 2008 02:13 pm
kiffie: An A. seemani tarantula. (Bobling)
Mousie is snoring.

She sounds like a tiny, annoyed owl. X3
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Enemy Ace)
The owner just came again and cleared some things up.

It was the new neighbors who complained. They said our cats have been going on their lawn. This is absurd, of course, as there are tons of feral cats on our block. The local group is called "The Tuxedos", mainly because they all are. To say that our cats, specifically, are going on their lawn is insane. Only unhealthy or sick cats go out in the open, and we know ours are in fine health.

Once we explained this to them (though, really, if you own a property and don't actually know it well enough to understand the feral problem...), they gave us a sort of ultimatum:

Call the humane society and have the Tuxedos rounded up, or the neighbors will call them and have our cats taken away.

This is a rather shitty situation. I do not want the Tuxedos taken, as most are over a year old and will surely be put down as soon as they're recieved. But I most certainly do not want our own cats taken and put down. The Tuxedos have lived here as long as I can remember, never overpopulated, and not once have I ever seen one dead on the road. They're a rather unobtrusive feral community. Now it seems like we're responsible for their fate. :/


Jul. 10th, 2007 09:19 pm
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Default)
The owners came by today.

They came to the door and bitched out my dad about our cats crapping on the lawn.

Let me say -- they do not, nor have they ever, crap on the lawn. Mousie buries hers blocks away. Squeeky uses an outside litterbox. Speckles uses an indoor litterbox.

The "poo" that was on the lawn? That's from a dog.

We do not own a dog.

kiffie: An A. seemani tarantula. (Bobling)
Because ed did it for Rorschach...

Mousie, the fluffy kitteh. )

I will make a Daniel picspam next time. :3
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Enemy Ace)
I bought the kitties their Christmas present today, and let them have it early -- a bag of Royal Canin cat food. Mousie got addicted to the stuff when Squeeky was a kitten, but couldn't really eat it because it was, after all, kitten-sized foodbits. So I got a bag of regular-sized kibble. I think Mousie inhaled the plate I gave her.

I'm now torn between getting the newsboy hat (I finally decided that I could wear the newsboy hat daily, whereas a fedora would only be practical in the rain), or saving up my moneys for a beginner violin. Yes, let's all gape at the kiffies for a moment. Kiffies, who still haven't quite gotten Khan down to a science, wants to take up another instrument. Let's all stare at the dumb. Though, to be fair, I did play violin for two years in elementary, and I did enjoy it, though I had a habit of over-rosining the bow and forming a nice cloud of powder around me as I played. :3

I cleaned out Daniel's tank using my leet ninja skills. Actually, a leather workglove that he couldn't bite though, and that I held him against the tank with while I scrubbed his wheel off. He cried. Loudly. I wasn't hurting him, he was just pissed that he couldn't move. Damned mouse's cries are almost more pathetic than a kitten's. I eventually let him go and worked around him.

I'm going to go see Hissy tomorrow afternoon. I got her gift, though I didn't wrap it. It does have a bow. 'Selected Works of Edgar Alan Poe'. We'll see how she likes it. And I think we're going to be watching part of the Voyager marathon together. But I'm not staying for all of it that day. I did the all-day TNG thing at school and wound up catatonic on the common room couch.

Bob ate today and did an awesome food dance that involved many feet. Some spiders really get their bums into it. Bob likes tapping all of his toes, in sequence, against the same bit of dirt. It's hilarious. I would have stayed and watched, but I had to eat dinner, myself.

I realized today, as I loaded up IE and, as usual, was greeted with Alba's LJ icon (it's the first thing I see on the page), that I mentally had said, "Oh, look! A Q!" At which point, my mind went blank -- "Which Q? There are many, sir!" And then there was a scary and wrong mental image involving the Question being a part of the Q Continuum and THEY ALL WORE SANTA HATS. Now there's something that would give both Maxwell Lord AND Jean-Luc Picard aneurysms at the same time. :D

Mmm, Home

Dec. 16th, 2006 01:15 pm
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Default)
I am home!

Got home about nine last night and promptly passed out.

Well, after I talked to F'oggie for a bit. I missed my little boy. And he was happy to see me. Hopped all around when I talked to him. :3

I'm still very worried about Jabba. His owner said she'd take him home with her, so I left the cricket box, along with a note on how to feed him, on the table in the commons. I sure hope she remembers him. He won't make the whole vacation without food.

In other news, Mousie is sleeping on the turtle tank. She's made a hammock out of the screen. At least she's comfy. Timmy might be getting paranoid. XD


Nov. 19th, 2006 11:53 pm
kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Old Been)
Kiffie gives some short thoughts on various things.

TNG. )

Voodoo. )

Mousie. )

Archie. )


kiffie: Star Trek's Enterprise-D. (Default)

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