Tarnation Watch

I’m in the basement again.  I didn’t take the cats with me this time.  I figured they would be better off in the bathroom, but of course this means I assume they’re smart enough to hide in the bathtub if the window blows out.  This is probably a poor assumption, considering they’re not smart enough to stop eating when they’re so full they’re about to throw up.  Which they do, all over a really cool vintage cowhide rug I bought off of Craiglist, and when I went to pick it up, the woman I was buying it from also tried selling me used lingerie.

Writing about last weekend’s adventure in the basement will have to wait…because I’m a pussy when it comes to severe weather and my hands are shaky.  Also because my neighbor’s housesitter just came down and I don’t want to be the weirdo who does internet things during a disaster.

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I'm Erin. I have tattoos and more than one cat. I am an office drone, a music writer, and an erstwhile bartender. I am a cook in the bedroom and a whore in the kitchen. Things I enjoy include but are not limited to zombies, burritos, Cthulhu, Kurt Vonnegut, Keith Richards, accordions, perfumery, and wearing fat pants in the privacy of my own home.
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