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I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.

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Thursday, 21st October, 2004

Morbidness = food

:angry:

Hello. It's 5.45am, and George has just brought a mouse into my bedroom and refused to shut up about it. I've set it free, but I am not very happy about the whole affair. George is going to get some words of advice later, when I wake up properly.

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OK, so I'm having a slight sense of hipocracy here. George (to continue a theme) is currently throwing another mouse around the living room floor in that Cat Way (you know — that thing that they do), and I'm annoyed with him.

At the same time though, I'm de-bearding live mussels, because I've got Kath and a friend coming round for tea.

I guess it's just different forms of the same thing really. Kill for food.

I just hope he's finished by the time they get here — he's really flinging it around. It's almost landed on the table twice

Geena writes:

HAH! I can just visualize the scene. Maybe George was getting ready to have some of his friends over for tea as well! :smile: