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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

I had posted something up here already today. And my fucking computer then fucking spazzed out, and now every change that I made to both the template and to today's post has fucked off into non-existence. I wouldn't mind, but I saved a draft of it just in case that fucking happened, and the fucking draft has also fucking disappeared.

But I feel better now, having sworn more in that paragraph than I have most of this weekend.

I spent most of this morning cleaning blood off the cat's neck. Apparently, he was attacked by a fox, judging by the hole that was left in his neck. Anarchy - for that is the aforementioned cat's name - didn't seem particularly distressed, and was perfectly happy to let me and Mum poke and prod at him, so long as he could stay on Mum's electric blanket.

Mum came out of hospital yesterday, fact fans. She is currently happily tucked back up in bed, having spent today trying to avoid falling over / being walked on / jumped on / sat on by the large variety of dogs and cats in the house. More of which tomorrow.

This entry was posted on 01 December 2003 at 9:49 pm.