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I've spent an insane amount of time over the past few days binging on Harry Potter fan fiction. I always know I'm reading too much of it when I start becoming really, honestly upset that I can't do magic myself. One little Accio spell! Accio, glass of water!
Sadly, still no magical abilities, and so I sit here thirsty, writing up this LJ entry. The thirst is especially annoying because I have a big glass of water on the nightstand next to me which I cannot drink because I walked in here and discovered Scout the kitty buried whisker-deep in it. I may be a crazy cat lady in the making, but I draw the line at sharing beverages. At least for now.
Today I was stopped at a light downtown with my windows open and the radio on, my car's default setting because I live in fear of my AC dying and thusly try to use it as little as possible, jammin' to one of my favorite songs -- King of the Road. I was having a grand ole time, trying to figure out exactly how much a four bit room would cost in modern terms, when I realized that the guy crossing the road in front of me was staring at me and laughing. Actually laughing! And then I realized how loudly my radio was blasting -- like, as loud as most teenagers' jacked up pickups blasting...oh God, I am so terminally uncool, I can't even come up with a trendy modern rap act. Easy listening has turned me into my grandmother! I knew it would happen, I just didn't think it would happen so FAST!
Anyway. It was a funny moment. Maybe you had to be there.
I was going to write a long paragraph about my embarrassing HP fic reading tendencies, but it's very late and, also, I'm kind of embarrassed. Perhaps another day!
Sadly, still no magical abilities, and so I sit here thirsty, writing up this LJ entry. The thirst is especially annoying because I have a big glass of water on the nightstand next to me which I cannot drink because I walked in here and discovered Scout the kitty buried whisker-deep in it. I may be a crazy cat lady in the making, but I draw the line at sharing beverages. At least for now.
Today I was stopped at a light downtown with my windows open and the radio on, my car's default setting because I live in fear of my AC dying and thusly try to use it as little as possible, jammin' to one of my favorite songs -- King of the Road. I was having a grand ole time, trying to figure out exactly how much a four bit room would cost in modern terms, when I realized that the guy crossing the road in front of me was staring at me and laughing. Actually laughing! And then I realized how loudly my radio was blasting -- like, as loud as most teenagers' jacked up pickups blasting...oh God, I am so terminally uncool, I can't even come up with a trendy modern rap act. Easy listening has turned me into my grandmother! I knew it would happen, I just didn't think it would happen so FAST!
Anyway. It was a funny moment. Maybe you had to be there.
I was going to write a long paragraph about my embarrassing HP fic reading tendencies, but it's very late and, also, I'm kind of embarrassed. Perhaps another day!
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Date: 2004-06-16 04:49 pm (UTC)I heard on a nature show once that large, wild cats, like lions, tigers, etc. always seek out the freshest water supply they can find. That water's usually moving, which is why they enjoy streams and the like. So maybe that's still ingrained in the domestic cat; maybe that's why they love the whole drinking out of glasses and from a running tap of water (my personal favorite).
Or else they just think they're human and/or that they're AT LEAST as good as we are, so of course they deserve to drink out of the same recepticle as the lowly humans. :)
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Date: 2004-06-17 10:21 pm (UTC)And that's really interesting with the fresh water thing! Molly always goes after the faucet in the bathroom, and I wrote about Scout's water glass thing, so the theory does seem to -- wait for it -- hold water. Ha! Ha ha! Hmm. Lame.
And aw, I love your Bucky icon! All of your Get Fuzzy icons are fab.