So, this weekend kinda blew. Was planning to head downtown on fri to celebrate the end of school for a couple of friends, made a quick stop at the bank to try and grab some cash for drinking an gas for the next day. Get in and it says I don't have enough money. I'm confused seeing as I just got payed on the Thurs and should have plenty of cash so I call my bank.
My insurance pulled the money for the next 2 payment pre-maturely. Didn't even have enough for gas to get downtown. Bloody stupid banks, think I'll take KT's advice and bury my money in a box in the backyard (when I get a backyard that is..... maybe I'll hide it in the walls for now)
So pretty much spent the weekend finishing all the non-essetial packing and working on a few projects while being entertained by Nyx.
So, kittens? Pretty much the least threatening thing in existence. I was playing with Nyx and he was doing that little stalking thing that all cats do with toys, then he let out this absolutely pathetic sounding growl and pounced.
And slipped.
And fell off the bed.
And got stuck in the laundry hamper.
Yeah, I'm pretty much never gonna be able to take the little squirt seriously.
He is pretty much fearless though. He jumps on bookshelves way too high for him, has gotten stuck in multiple boxes and cupboards and on one occasion a rolled up rug. (That was fun to figure out) And has simply sat there and stared while another cat growled and hissed at him. Wasn't the least bit scared and immediately tried to go to the other cat to investigate.
Meru at 1:18 PM