Oct. 16 was the fourth anniversary of my kitty moving in with me. I’m so very glad he did.
I’m trying the Hollywood Cookie Diet. Four cookies for breakfast and lunch. I can do it for breakfast, but at lunch, I need to eat something besides the cookies. So the diet half-works. Better than not at all.
I’m also trying Dexatrim to see if it actually works. So far, it really seems to be curbing my appetite. But maybe it’s just a placebo effect.
I’m writing to soldiers again (had adopted a soldier a while back, but quit cuz it got too costly). This time I found groups where you don’t need to send care packages. (Which I can’t afford.) Just letters. Gives me a good reason to use my cool new stationery…
I’m visiting some friends in San Diego, and having a blast so far. Last night we went to a club downtown to see a good ’80s cover band, and I wasn’t driving so I could get good and drunk (but not drunk enough to have a hangover – yay). This weekend we are also going to the Wild Animal Park and a winery. So it will be a full weekend, and one I don’t want to end.
Meanwhile, I have decided to be just friends with Mr. NY. We have differing philosophies about how obligatory our chats are, plus I want to give him the option to have kids, and I don’t really want them. I thought I would grudgingly agree to have kids with the right person, but I’ve reconsidered that.
Well, Mr. NY is letting me down. He missed a prearranged online chat session Sunday night. No explanation. And he is acting as if he is not getting any of the displeased e-mails I have sent him, including one in which I said I didn’t think we would work out if he couldn’t be counted on to keep his promises. (This is the second chat session he has missed.) He is still e-mailing me all happy and breezy and obliviously. So I tried sending him a message from one of my other e-mail addresses – we’ll see if he gets THAT one. Grrrr. I thought I had broken free of him, but he doesn’t seem to be getting the message – literally!
My little Murray has decided that he will not be leash-trained. When I put his walking jacket on him, he will just lie down in one spot and not move until I take the jacket off. So I’m going to return it. Too bad.
Meanwhile, the NY guy is letting me down. He didn’t show up for a prearranged online chat last night. No explanation. So I don’t think he and I are compatible – I need someone I can count on to keep his promises. I think I’m going to just ixnay the whole dating thing and concentrate on my cat. At least he is reliable.
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