I dreamed I was on a bus, with Jayasai, Marsha, and someone else. The bus layout was strange, like first-class airline seats crammed into a Greyhound. We were going to Quebec. She needed to stop to fulfill a prescription because the bus's air conditioning was broken. The pharmacy had green walls.
Today, I built a scratching post for my (nearly my) cat, and I thought about the past.
Specifically, about one of my friends (if you could call someone you haven't spoken to in years
because you're too embarrassed to face them at group reunions), their blog that I really should not have read, and their upcoming nupitals. Shit, I'm creepy. And then, a lot of the things that seem important at one point in time lose their importance, often for the better, but I thought that there was some sadness in that. But that's part of growing up, and I think there are a hundred thousand movies and games and songs that say it better than I do. So to conclude, growing up is hard, and sometimes watching other people grow up is harder. On the other hand Justin grew out of his "Soos-lookalike
" phase and his wallet chain phase, and eventually my body caught up with my head, so it's not all bad.
The scratching post raw materials included:
- Plywood (slightly warped) (free!)
- Nails, screws, washers, staples (free!)
- A wee bit of carpet ($5.99)
- 3/8" diameter sisal rope ($30 for 150ft) (I think I could have gotten cheaper if I used 1/4" rope but 3/8" has better texture)
- L-brackets and more screws and stuff ($3)
I'm happy with how it's turning out but I won't be done until later.
Also, T-swizzle will be releasing new stuff on Friday, I am very excited. I remember where I was the first time I watched the MV for Wildest Dreams.