*warmfuzzycloud*

The catface is an exceptionally powerful tool.  I am currently being catfaced by grey kitteh, who is sitting on the floor next to my leg pawing softly at my foot.  Am sure she wants crunchies but she's not precisely starving and I think she can wait a minute for mommy to gush.

It was date afternoon :3 my pixie came up and she was wearing green which made her look a little bit like a redhaired Tinker Belle, which I avoided mentioning but am sure somehow she did on purpose.  We went to Borders.  I tweeted about that.  Save for perhaps around Catmas, it was the busiest I can recall seeing that store since I was in my late teens.  That's pretty damn sad.

I'm not even going to get into the whole digital/physical book debate.  Book stores are magical.  We need them, not to get rid of them.  I might get an e-reader at some point, or a tablet with same functions, but I cannot imagine ever having no books in my house.  I grew up in a house that had an upstairs hall fairly lined with shelves full of all sorts of books (some of which having found their way into my own collection).  It just feels wrong.

Oh well, there's always B&N, even though the smell of Starbucks gives me a headache, and they're always so crowded by trendoids.  Amazon is ok too for cat.  Junglecat, rawr.

My little ubuntu machine fell over at some point last night.  Locking up with flashing capslock and scroll lock.  I know that means oddball kernel panic.  No idea why, nothing has changed on it.  Tried running it from a livecd and it did the same thing after a few.  Praying it's not CPU, but if it comes to that I can replace that.  Am hoping it's just RAM, am running memtest now and will let that go overnight and on into tomorrow afternoon.  However, this means, at least inworld for SL, that my bot is offline, since she ran from a vm on that machine.  Which means no automatic group-joins for East River Community rentals that I manage (the Great Trees and the airport).  Oh well.  She needs a vacation, perhaps, standing around in the terminal all the time with only the occational traveler saying hi.

I said gush, hm, maybe I should gush.  After Borders we went to a couple of other stores (new top!  it's swishygauzy!) and then dinner at Olive Garden.  Of course I ate too much of their salad, so I couldn't finish my entree.  Gets me every time.

If you haven't guessed, this is an attempt at me getting myself to make a blog entry.  But I'm sleepy enough now that all I can manage is a woozy ramble of my day.

And now I think I'm just going to go to bed.  After I give grey poofball her crunchies.  We must serve the kitteh...

 

Miao!