Seraphim's Journal of Muses

I feel sorry for my cat. She's had her babies taken away from her and now she just wanders around the apartment meowing pitifully, and when no one answers comes to sadly sulk in my lap. Poor thing.

I hate shopping, yet I am dying to do it. I really can't wait until wednesday, because for the first time in months I'll get PAID!!!! Wooohooo.

Freja is now chewing on one of my shoes, carefully dragged over to the computer from the shoe rack. I'm torn between scolding her for being naughty, and generally admiring how cute she can be.

I'm very, very disconnected today. I just don't feel like doing anything apart from sleeping. Even tweaking the template of my photoblog didn't cheer me up. Bah.

Alright. Time to stop boring people, and go to bed.