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trinityvixenKitten has muchly improved. I forgot (already!) how much of a scamp Oscar could be. He's not tearing shit up and down the hall like Wally, but he batted at a toy a couple of times and he kept trying to infiltrate ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
feiran's room. He's still sooooo skinny, but he's been biting and growling at Wally (who keeps trying to tackle him into the dirt).
This morning, I changed their routine wet food feeding after watching them at lunch yesterday. It's too much food to give them all at once, so I've halved the total amount I give them and laid it out for breakfast. When I get home from work, they'll get the other half. And I've given up trying to keep Wally out of Oscar's food. I can't sit and watch them eat every time I feed them. It's not even that Wally is finished with his portion, just that he feels the need to go scarf down Oscar's food. I kept stopping him, then I saw Oscar go and do the same thing (albeit with less success, as Wally as figured out that standing on the plate keeps the other kitty off it whereas Oscar has not), so I figure they're poaching more or less equally.
I also set up the spare room as more of a kitty-friendly habitat, leaving them an empty box to play with, part of an empty box set up to hide under, that kind of thing. I also used part of a box to protect the wall behind their litter, which keeps getting speckled with bits of filth. I stuck up a couple of fly paper ribbons, too, as the fly situation has gotten slightly obnoxious (and some of these are large flies, though the ones getting caught aren't--I suspect that is how they've survived to become large).
Oscar's doing better hasn't changed my plan to spoil him and Wally rotten by giving them human-approved tuna in the evenings--I pretty much have to let them finish the can I opened because Wally stuck his paws into it (and, much as I love the darling, I'm not eating the tuna that his dirty paws have been bathing in).
They were quite the handful last night as I cleaned up the apartment. I think having guests over is a good thing--it provokes me to acts of random cleanliness. My mother commented to me recently that I tend to be a tad messy, but that when I get it into my head to clean, I clean. She's absolutely right, of course. I put up with mess for yay long, then I snap and clean until I ache.
Lisa-roommate and work-friend Hannah are coming up to have dinner and play with kittens, so I figured it was time to clean and work at getting rid of things still in boxes. I helpedfeiran hang her curtains in her room and found the ties for the curtains in the living room. I emptied boxes that were really already half-empty but had been left that way because we got lazy about finishing them. I found the liquid measuring cup as a result, which is unfortunate in that I already went and bought a new one. C'est la vie. But the kitchen is now officially squared away--there are no more boxes to be opened of kitchen stuff, and all boxes are out of the kitchen. Hurrah!
The bathroom benefitted from my starting attempts to clean my room. I finally fished out the hook for my towels that I wanted to install on the back of my door and then decided it would be better put to use on the back of the bathroom door. So, I hammered and screw-drove the thing in and moved our hand towel to a hanger next to the sink. Now, when you wash your hands in our bathroom, the towel is in a logical place and you can hang a bath towel when you shower. Next up for the bathroom: a dowel for the holders sticking out of the tile, so more towels can be hung. Like you would in a civilized place or something.
My room has seen vast improvement, too. As I already had tools out and was banging away at stuff, I decided I might as well properly hang the wall scrolls I had draped over the broken light fixtures. My room has these panels of moulding that stick out from the wall and serve as perfect levelers/frames, so I hung my Fushigi Yuugi and Cowboy Bebop scrolls across from each other. I also hung up my yellow-and-black turtle sarong from Hawaii over my bed, and ever-so-stylishly bordered it with my Hawthorn Hawks scarf (which is nearly the same color gold). It looks almost like drapes. Plus, turtles!
The sarong hanging was pretty, so I hung another one in the panels of our hallway. Liz-roommate wasn't there, so, since she's not the anime fan, I decided we should hold off on putting up wallscrolls. As soon asfeiran finds her sarong from Africa, though, we'll have some more color. I hung up her Coke can picture in her room and my nice boomerang over the door outside my room, and my scary skeleton puppet even went into the corner of the living room. feiran and I are in love with the beaded curtain between the living room and kitchen (it really makes the kitchen feel like a separate room), and we're toying with the idea of getting another for the entryway off the living room nearest our bedrooms.
As for the mess in my room, it both was and wasn't successfully managed last night. I did get most of my bills filed away in temporary folders (I can't find the expanding file folder I use normally, and I'm looking to get a proper box with hanging folders likefeiran has), and that cleaned up my bookshelf considerably (not to mention my floor). But there are still so many things I don't have real storage ideas for. The giant box of heaviness that nearly killed darkling1 when we moved a month and a half ago is still chock-a-block with old photos in desperate need of putting away. I'll have to get on that.
Besides that, there's bathroom stuff that no longer fits in the bathroom because there isn't a large medicine cabinet or shelves in there any more (I'm going to measure the toilet area to see about getting one of those metal shelves that go over the toilet for storage--we need it). I have left over crafty projects that didn't make it into the storage chest at the foot of my bed that is now covered with stuffed animals. CDs, CD boxes, all empty. Little chotchkes. The best I could do was set up my desk again (now that I am less afeared of kittens chewing through the wires--they're learning not to do that, what with all the wires we've got in the living room), which got my lamp, external hard drive, speakers, and a power strip out of my room.
What couldn't be taken care of, I pushed against the wall, and it rather nicely doesn't stick out beyond the end of my dresser-bookcase set, so it doesn't look too much like crap I piled in a corner because I ran out of hours to clean (I went to bed at 2:30 am). Man, do I wish life were more like Animal Crossing sometimes. I could just pocket my inconveniently large box-o-crap instead of having to go through it to weed out junk. I'm also so exhausted that I was late to work because I couldn't get out of bed (I have a ten-minute walk for a commute; there's no reason I should ever be late to work).
The apartment is looking more put together than ever, though, so it's worth it. theKathy said I had a grown-up room because my desk wasn't in it (as opposed to dorm-style living where a desk is always in your bedroom), and now I feel like we've finally got a grown-up apartment. It's partly due to the size of our space--it's so huge that it feels like a house whenever I've got to clean it--and partly to the actual furniture occupying the space. There's a real couch, with recliners around it in the living room, and a whopper of a TV with a DVD cabinet (not just racks! Amazing!) holding all the components next to it. We have a table--okay, it'sdarkling1's table, but it's a real table and not just a picnic table we keep indoors. There are curtains! Enough curtains to go around the place and back again!
More than that, there are extra rooms--rooms that aren't bedrooms (or strictly functional rooms like the kitchen and bathroom). There's a separate kitchen! An office! Closets in the hallway! Hallways! Like I said to my roommates when we first moved in: you have to go places to find people sometimes (not often, since now as ever we tend to congregate in the living room)! That makes it like a home even more--you can be off by yourself but not secluded in your room. It seems friendlier that way, like you're just in the other room because you are not because you need to be in your space. It's all come together so nicely.
Now, all I have to do is tackle the problems that are a) being ignored (half the lights in my room not working) or b) not being fixed because the repair folk conveniently come whenever we're not able to receive them (or, as Liz-roommate told me, not actually knocking to announce themselves despite our sign, like the guy who was supposed to fix the doorbell did). I actually ran into our realtor on my way out after lunch yesterday, and he said the management company mailed him our copy of the lease, so he's going to mail it to us. That was good; I keep forgetting to call him about it, so I forgive him for getting it weeks ago and not yet mailing it. If we don't have our copy by August, then I'll scream at him.
feiran's room. He's still sooooo skinny, but he's been biting and growling at Wally (who keeps trying to tackle him into the dirt).This morning, I changed their routine wet food feeding after watching them at lunch yesterday. It's too much food to give them all at once, so I've halved the total amount I give them and laid it out for breakfast. When I get home from work, they'll get the other half. And I've given up trying to keep Wally out of Oscar's food. I can't sit and watch them eat every time I feed them. It's not even that Wally is finished with his portion, just that he feels the need to go scarf down Oscar's food. I kept stopping him, then I saw Oscar go and do the same thing (albeit with less success, as Wally as figured out that standing on the plate keeps the other kitty off it whereas Oscar has not), so I figure they're poaching more or less equally.
I also set up the spare room as more of a kitty-friendly habitat, leaving them an empty box to play with, part of an empty box set up to hide under, that kind of thing. I also used part of a box to protect the wall behind their litter, which keeps getting speckled with bits of filth. I stuck up a couple of fly paper ribbons, too, as the fly situation has gotten slightly obnoxious (and some of these are large flies, though the ones getting caught aren't--I suspect that is how they've survived to become large).
Oscar's doing better hasn't changed my plan to spoil him and Wally rotten by giving them human-approved tuna in the evenings--I pretty much have to let them finish the can I opened because Wally stuck his paws into it (and, much as I love the darling, I'm not eating the tuna that his dirty paws have been bathing in).
They were quite the handful last night as I cleaned up the apartment. I think having guests over is a good thing--it provokes me to acts of random cleanliness. My mother commented to me recently that I tend to be a tad messy, but that when I get it into my head to clean, I clean. She's absolutely right, of course. I put up with mess for yay long, then I snap and clean until I ache.
Lisa-roommate and work-friend Hannah are coming up to have dinner and play with kittens, so I figured it was time to clean and work at getting rid of things still in boxes. I helped
feiran hang her curtains in her room and found the ties for the curtains in the living room. I emptied boxes that were really already half-empty but had been left that way because we got lazy about finishing them. I found the liquid measuring cup as a result, which is unfortunate in that I already went and bought a new one. C'est la vie. But the kitchen is now officially squared away--there are no more boxes to be opened of kitchen stuff, and all boxes are out of the kitchen. Hurrah!The bathroom benefitted from my starting attempts to clean my room. I finally fished out the hook for my towels that I wanted to install on the back of my door and then decided it would be better put to use on the back of the bathroom door. So, I hammered and screw-drove the thing in and moved our hand towel to a hanger next to the sink. Now, when you wash your hands in our bathroom, the towel is in a logical place and you can hang a bath towel when you shower. Next up for the bathroom: a dowel for the holders sticking out of the tile, so more towels can be hung. Like you would in a civilized place or something.
My room has seen vast improvement, too. As I already had tools out and was banging away at stuff, I decided I might as well properly hang the wall scrolls I had draped over the broken light fixtures. My room has these panels of moulding that stick out from the wall and serve as perfect levelers/frames, so I hung my Fushigi Yuugi and Cowboy Bebop scrolls across from each other. I also hung up my yellow-and-black turtle sarong from Hawaii over my bed, and ever-so-stylishly bordered it with my Hawthorn Hawks scarf (which is nearly the same color gold). It looks almost like drapes. Plus, turtles!
The sarong hanging was pretty, so I hung another one in the panels of our hallway. Liz-roommate wasn't there, so, since she's not the anime fan, I decided we should hold off on putting up wallscrolls. As soon as
feiran finds her sarong from Africa, though, we'll have some more color. I hung up her Coke can picture in her room and my nice boomerang over the door outside my room, and my scary skeleton puppet even went into the corner of the living room. feiran and I are in love with the beaded curtain between the living room and kitchen (it really makes the kitchen feel like a separate room), and we're toying with the idea of getting another for the entryway off the living room nearest our bedrooms.As for the mess in my room, it both was and wasn't successfully managed last night. I did get most of my bills filed away in temporary folders (I can't find the expanding file folder I use normally, and I'm looking to get a proper box with hanging folders like
feiran has), and that cleaned up my bookshelf considerably (not to mention my floor). But there are still so many things I don't have real storage ideas for. The giant box of heaviness that nearly killed darkling1 when we moved a month and a half ago is still chock-a-block with old photos in desperate need of putting away. I'll have to get on that.Besides that, there's bathroom stuff that no longer fits in the bathroom because there isn't a large medicine cabinet or shelves in there any more (I'm going to measure the toilet area to see about getting one of those metal shelves that go over the toilet for storage--we need it). I have left over crafty projects that didn't make it into the storage chest at the foot of my bed that is now covered with stuffed animals. CDs, CD boxes, all empty. Little chotchkes. The best I could do was set up my desk again (now that I am less afeared of kittens chewing through the wires--they're learning not to do that, what with all the wires we've got in the living room), which got my lamp, external hard drive, speakers, and a power strip out of my room.
What couldn't be taken care of, I pushed against the wall, and it rather nicely doesn't stick out beyond the end of my dresser-bookcase set, so it doesn't look too much like crap I piled in a corner because I ran out of hours to clean (I went to bed at 2:30 am). Man, do I wish life were more like Animal Crossing sometimes. I could just pocket my inconveniently large box-o-crap instead of having to go through it to weed out junk. I'm also so exhausted that I was late to work because I couldn't get out of bed (I have a ten-minute walk for a commute; there's no reason I should ever be late to work).
The apartment is looking more put together than ever, though, so it's worth it. theKathy said I had a grown-up room because my desk wasn't in it (as opposed to dorm-style living where a desk is always in your bedroom), and now I feel like we've finally got a grown-up apartment. It's partly due to the size of our space--it's so huge that it feels like a house whenever I've got to clean it--and partly to the actual furniture occupying the space. There's a real couch, with recliners around it in the living room, and a whopper of a TV with a DVD cabinet (not just racks! Amazing!) holding all the components next to it. We have a table--okay, it's
darkling1's table, but it's a real table and not just a picnic table we keep indoors. There are curtains! Enough curtains to go around the place and back again!More than that, there are extra rooms--rooms that aren't bedrooms (or strictly functional rooms like the kitchen and bathroom). There's a separate kitchen! An office! Closets in the hallway! Hallways! Like I said to my roommates when we first moved in: you have to go places to find people sometimes (not often, since now as ever we tend to congregate in the living room)! That makes it like a home even more--you can be off by yourself but not secluded in your room. It seems friendlier that way, like you're just in the other room because you are not because you need to be in your space. It's all come together so nicely.
Now, all I have to do is tackle the problems that are a) being ignored (half the lights in my room not working) or b) not being fixed because the repair folk conveniently come whenever we're not able to receive them (or, as Liz-roommate told me, not actually knocking to announce themselves despite our sign, like the guy who was supposed to fix the doorbell did). I actually ran into our realtor on my way out after lunch yesterday, and he said the management company mailed him our copy of the lease, so he's going to mail it to us. That was good; I keep forgetting to call him about it, so I forgive him for getting it weeks ago and not yet mailing it. If we don't have our copy by August, then I'll scream at him.
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Date: 2006-07-26 06:03 pm (UTC)Right now!
It's horribly out of focus, but you can hear more dialogue and kinda sorta see more footage!
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Date: 2006-07-26 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-26 11:58 pm (UTC)