The beaver is a proud and noble animal

I was making a backup of my website when I realized just how many user icons I'd collected just for the fun of it. Most are my original creations, some I mooched. Feel free to use them if you want :)

Various
   
   
   
 

Animated
  

Muppets
   

I hate debugging code I wrote more than a year ago.

Which was then tampered with by other people.

Who didn't know how it worked.

And thus, make me want to hurt them.

I keep thinking I should upgrade my LJ account to have more user icons, but I can't justify the expense to myself. Guess I'll just have to keep making icons and leave them for public usage :)

Urgh.

Major headache just slammed into poor little ol' me during the metro ride. I feel like shit. Took some advil, hope it'll pass soon.

I need sleep.

…but I had to throw a pussy out of my bed last night.

I think he's firmly established that this is his new home, cause he had the wind up his ass last night. tumbling through the apartment, chasing everything that moved. All perfectly fine feline behaviour.

aaaaaadfg rtfg-[ZZZZZZ

excuse the interruption, that was kitty investigating the top of my desk where, incidentally, my keyboard is located.

So, as I was saying, last night. Urgh. eniran was over for fuud and a movie (I bought Transporter, which is a movie I'd wanted to see for a long time, and two Dennis Leary movies). Boris is getting more rambunctious, which is good, and more vocal, which I'm still undecided on. If he can't see anybody for more than 5 minutes, he mewls.

When the movie ended, I got ready to go to bed. Boris, being a kitten, and thus a ball of energy, wasn't. Again, perfectly normal. Went to bed and tried to fall asleep. I usually keep my bedroom door ajar to get a bit of ventilation going at night. I'd been in bed for 5 minutes when I hear a flomp, a mewl, and realize that kitty is right besides my head on my pillow. I figure, what the hell, might as well try and left him there.

It didn't work.

He was batting my pillow corners, playing with my hair, just basically being a nuisance. Or a kitten. At 1am, the distinction is marginal. I finally picked him up and left him on the futon in the livin room. I had to shut my door and lodge my laptop bag against it to finally try and get some rest. Of course, that didn't deter him from scratching at my bedroom door and attacking the straps that went under the door.

scamp.

Actual english subtitles in Honk Kong movies

– I am damn unsatisfied to be killed in this way.
– Fatty, you with your thick face have hurt my instep.
– Gun wounds again?
– Same old rules: no eyes, no groin.
– A normal person wouldn't steal pituitaries.
– Damn, I'll burn you into a BBQ chicken!
– Take my advice, or I'll spank you without pants.
– Who gave you the nerve to get killed here?
– Quiet or I'll blow your throat up.
– You always use violence. I should've ordered glutinous rice chicken.
– I'll fire aimlessly if you don't come out!
– You daring lousy guy.
– Beat him out of recognizable shape!
– I have been scared shitless too much lately.
– I got knife scars more than the number of your leg's hair!
– Beware! Your bones are going to be disconnected.
– The bullets inside are very hot. Why do I feel so cold?
– How can you use my intestines as a gift?
– This will be of fine service for you, you bag of the scum. I am sure you will not mind that I remove your manhoods and leave them out on the dessert flour for your aunts to eat.
– Yah-hah, evil spider woman! I have captured you by the short rabbits and can now deliver you violently to your gynecologist for a thorough extermination.
– Greetings, large black person. Let us not forget to form a team up together and go into the country to inflict the pain of our karate feets on some ass of the giant lizard person.

http://www.strangeplaces.net/weirdthings/subtitles.html

There is drinking, there is eating, there is pooing. All is well :)

He's still mewling when he doesn't have anybody in his line of sight, but that's getting better. He's so cute. This morning, he was attacking the bedsheets – or rather, the bits that were hanging off the edge of the bed. I had him on my lap the whole time I was talking to Tia, drinking my coffee.

Happiness is a purring kitten on your lap.

I'm really relieved.

Boris is finally eating, drinking and pooing (in his litter, no less!). Sounds trivial, but that means he's finally relaxing and getting used to the place. He hadn't eaten all day yesterday, and I'd only seen him drink a bit of water. I was so relieved when he made a beeline to his food dish. I was even happier when I head him lap some water – it was hot as hell in the living room and i hadn't seen him drink yet.

I was also able to pick him up for more than 30 seconds. He's really finicky about being picked up, but tonight, I was able to hug him and pet him and call him george for a grand old time. It was so cute. For such a small thing, I'm amazed at how loudly he can purr.

I think he's not used to being alone – the lady was a stay-at-home mom with small children. When I got back from work, I had to be careful where I was walking, as he was always underfoot. If I wasn't in his line of sight, he was mewling until he saw me and ran to where I was. So cute :D

All in all, a very good night. eniran came over and we watched Snatch with roomie and Boris.

*happy sigh*

Just spent the last little bit talking to raspberrysalmon. I hadn't spoken to her in a fifthnight^†, and my BTL level was bone-dry.

Spent about two hours catching up and talking about typos and song lyrics that sound pervy, but aren't (like Memories, from Cats and What a day for a daydream^‡).

The first star I see tonight will have a wish to go to Vienna :)

† Not to be confused with a forthnight.
‡ but that's just because bundles and packages are involved.