This is one of those times where I REALLY wish my camera wasn't broken

I've given Oscar--my fluffy black and white kitty--a haircut.

This isn't a cosmetic thing (truth be told, it looks terrible; it's as weirdly and blockily layered as Jem's hair). This isn't a "I'm a bad cat mommy" thing either. Not even a "I'm bored, so I'm going to abuse my cat." Anyone who thought that last was even remotely likely is no longer even my friend.

It's because I've given up trying to tame the snarls in Oscar's hair otherwise. It hurts him to brush it too hard, and his hair is redonkulously tangled because he's too dim (love him dearly, but he's an idiot) to clean himself properly. I cut like an entire second cat's worth of hair off of him, and there are still really tightly bound knots of hair that are really close to his skin on his belly. That will take a more two-person approach to get rid of, but I'm determined to get rid of all the tangles and start fresh with grooming him now so that when his hair is long again, it stays relatively snarl-free. I have never had a longer-haired cat like this before; when we got him as a kitten, I thought he'd stay the way he was then, with mostly short hair with the occasional strands that were longer. His hairs are three inches long on a good strand. So, new plan is: start from scratch and groom, groom, groom.

And it's amazing how skinny he is now. Under all that fluff, Oscar is skinner than Wally. I miss his fluffiness, but he's got really soft under fur (he's also a lot whiter/grayer now, since a lot of the black is only at the end of his hair). I want it all to grow back nicely, though, so I must keep up with trimming until all the snags are gone. Before it grows back. Otherwise, this is an exercise in futility (if it's not already).

Aww, writing this? I feel guilty. Like a bad cat-mommy for butchering my cute widdle kitty's hair. Must remember that it's for the greater good. Yes.

Totally still on track to be a crazy cat lady, y'all.

Hee!

Okay, I admit it, I want to buy new Transformers action figures. If only for the vicarious thrill of transforming them, which is what I spent my time doing with my brother's old toys back in the day. I could spend hours just changing Soundwave back and forth from a robot to a boombox. So I went to Toys R Us to see what cheap crap offerings are out there.

The bad:
-Action figures that don't transform. WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT?
-Action figures for $5 that I could have made for less and sold for less and still done better. Like this Bumblebee. Or this Ratchet.
-Multiple cheap crap versions of robots I can't quite remember being in the movie or otherwise altered-beyond recognition minor characters. I remember Brawl, okay--he was the tank. Who the F was 'Wreckage'? And I don't ever remember seeing the scorpion thing for long enough to identify that it looked anything like this toy (::mutters:: stupid shaky cam!).
-HOLY LORD, THEY WANT $100 for this Bumblebee figure? Just because it lights up (and, uh, actually looks like the movie version?). No way, man. I mean, I'd love it, but I wouldn't pay half that for it. And I'd smack anyone who bought it at that or half price.

The Good:
-Barricade comes with the Jar-Jar Junior droid. This might not seem like a good thing, but let me tell you: when The Phantom Menace came out, I got rid of a lot of aggression beating up on the Jar-Jar soda lid I got at Taco Bell. I figure that having the little skeletal droid dude would do its owner a world of good.
-This Bumblebee figurine isn't much better than the $5 one, but there's something charming about them painting on the peeled-off-and-rusting spots that were behind the old Camaro's doors in the movie. I just find this inexplicably charming.
-Look at Jazz's widdle kitty ears! I don't even know what the rest of him looks like, I'm still cooing over his ears.
-DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN: PLUSHIES! SOFTIMUS PRIME!!! SLUMBLEBEE!!!!

::DEATH BY CUTENESS. RESURRECTION BY CUTENESS::

No, seriously, I was getting pissed off that I couldn't find Transformers toys that actually, you know, transformed, and then I came across the holy grail: PLUSHIE FIGURES THAT CAN TRANSFORM. HOLY SHIT! I THINK I NEED THIS.