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The Rat Restaurant
Jun. 16th, 2011 04:13 pmI'm rat-sitting at the moment, so my living room is even more chockers with small fuzzy creatures than usual. Pretty soon I will have eighteen pairs of beady eyes fixed on me, awaiting dinner.
One pair belong to the only rabbit in the group, who got flooded out via his water bottle this morning. Wasn't me who set it up! Rabbits can't look reproachful, having about as much expression as a teddy bear, but he flat out refused to get out of his litter tray, the only dry ground, until matters were put right.
There are two ratty groups, one male, one female, and judging by the enthusiasm shown by the latter lot, they're all in season and have to be sternly watched.
Not much happening here at the moment. Writing has pretty much come to a standstill; I think of things but there doesn't seem much point in putting them down. If I was part of a community the way people seem to be over east, maybe, but here one feels quite isolated outside of a convention and that's what, five days a year? Without deadlines, I seem to be becalmed. I do plan to give up playing the zombie game online, rsn, and do something with more point to it.
I'm taking care of jobs round here and going out when that's necessary or I get stir-crazy. Today went to town to do some shopping. The vultures have descended on Borders and Colorado, a clothing chain which is also going out of business. I'm not sure if I believe the ultimate doomsayers who declare that the bookstore and even some smaller clothing stores have no future, but they have less of one in this city than they had last week.
One pair belong to the only rabbit in the group, who got flooded out via his water bottle this morning. Wasn't me who set it up! Rabbits can't look reproachful, having about as much expression as a teddy bear, but he flat out refused to get out of his litter tray, the only dry ground, until matters were put right.
There are two ratty groups, one male, one female, and judging by the enthusiasm shown by the latter lot, they're all in season and have to be sternly watched.
Not much happening here at the moment. Writing has pretty much come to a standstill; I think of things but there doesn't seem much point in putting them down. If I was part of a community the way people seem to be over east, maybe, but here one feels quite isolated outside of a convention and that's what, five days a year? Without deadlines, I seem to be becalmed. I do plan to give up playing the zombie game online, rsn, and do something with more point to it.
I'm taking care of jobs round here and going out when that's necessary or I get stir-crazy. Today went to town to do some shopping. The vultures have descended on Borders and Colorado, a clothing chain which is also going out of business. I'm not sure if I believe the ultimate doomsayers who declare that the bookstore and even some smaller clothing stores have no future, but they have less of one in this city than they had last week.