Monday, February 16, 2004

Misery

Charlie is sat in the middle of the floor, miaowing.

I think he is talking to Harvey and Frankie, trying to make friend with them. Frankie looks interested, but if Charlie moves towards him he growls. Frankie doesn't look like the type to growl, but he sounds positively evil.

Harvey is just glaring, in a very Damian-esque manner. Ellie is still hiding.

I've just come back from my sisters house. I was feeling miserable so I escaped over there. The Baron kindly offered to stay with the cats to prevent bloodshed.

Beer and pizza later, I feel much better. Her partner is teaching me the bass guitar, and tonight we covered some Green Day and some Chilli Peppers. Next weekend we are going to look at getting me my own bass!