Living Like Kings

Big news, everyone.

You guys don't understand. This is what the bed is like when I'm at Boyfriend's house:

Remember, the leg issue?

And this is what it's like now:

Yes, crowns.

It's glorious, you guys. GLORIOUS. 

My only beef is that there's SO much space, it's harder to cuddle. I have to "swim" over to Boyfriend's side and and back. Sigh. I'm working on a contingency plan though. 

I think we're gonna need a bigger bed

Just another night at Boyfriend's house...

he's a big boy

Dream Crusher

So, this happened last week:

Poor Boyfriend. 

What could be the cause, you ask?

Honestly I know I usually draw animals WAY too big but I think I made these guys too small. They're HUGE. The gray one might be an ocelot. 

Boyfriend's monster cats. The cuddliest, cutest monster cats in the world. Do you guys sleep with pets? Kitty sleeps with me in the winter when she's not being a total bitch when she's in the mood. 

Gia vs Kitty, a Battle of Wills

Perhaps you guys remember that my cat had taken to waking me up around 5 am to feed her last May?

My solution was to buy a timed feeder and set it for 5 am, so my precious princess kitty can eat when she wants to.

After a brief period of adjustment, it's been working pretty smoothly. (Sure, kitty had that whole "smash self against the wall because i see a speck of light" thing going on, but I taped my shades shut and she's gotten over that.)

Anyway, kitty gets fed, Gia gets sleep, and everyone's happy.

Or at least, that's how it was. 

Suddenly, for the past four nights, this shit has started happened at 4:30 am.

Rolling over and/or yelling works for a few minutes. Then she comes back again and again.

So I either get up and manually open the feeder 15 minutes before it was set to open, or wake up repeatedly until it finally opens on its own.

I don't really want to start setting it earlier, because she's going to start demanding to eat in the middle of the night and then beg me for more food during the day. 

But, I want to sleep more. So I guess kitty wins this round. You want breakfast at 4:30 kitty? FINE. 

But then THIS shit happened a few hours later.

Yes, I literally jumped out of bed to yell at kitty.

Life with Cat

So, this is pretty much  my life now:

I think this counts as exercise, no? 

Psshaaww, sleep. Whatever.

How on earth has civilization progressed since the invention of cats?

Thor: A Review

Last weekend, Boyfriend and I watched Thor. Boyfriend had seen it already and we had both seen The Avengers, so I kind of knew what was up. I liked it. 

I had become a Loki fan whilst watching The Avengers

I have a problem.

Now I want to see Thor 2.

I Love Long Weekends

Long weekend, you say? This is how I spent mine:

But then of a sudden this:

Real blog post on Friday, I swear.

This happens every time. Such a bummer. Was anyone else more productive?