cute things and links

so two days ago i bought six baggus. because... well... i've learned to restrain actual money spending and needed an outlet for cheap online buys that make me feel better. so eco friendly has became the name of the game, as well as free samples of mineral makeup where you only have to pay the $5US shipping.

when these items ship i'll be sure to let you know how they'll undoubtedly change my life.

says the mental who's watching a clearly manipulative chinese propagandist piece of tv at 4:40a.m. you know, take away the annoying canto mandarin accent, the obligatory 10 minute bursts of spiel on chinese/honkers politics and the fact that it's 4:40a.m. it's a really gripping show.

it's 4:40am because it took a while for me to figure out how to add the darfur wall banner onto this blog. the code they included on the site doesn't seem to want to cooperate with me and i had to kind of figure out flash embedding html, albeit very very basic code, and my brain's a mush. all this distracts from the actual aim of the banner. the point is, donate a dollar or two, add my advocate id because i'd like to see my name with a little light next to it, and help light up the wall, one number at a time.

lastly, (for it's not 4:52)

two tails

*warning: filler post. actual content pending*

Charlie Parker, that's the second cat, and Miles Davis have settled quite well. i think. All day i watched them eat, drink, poop, and wrestle. no matter how hard i try to block out all access to under my bed they always seem to find a way in and retire for two hours at a time until i go in to fish them out, when they'll go eat, drink, poop, and wrestle. i think they're adapting to me now. instead of retreating they now wrestle over, around, and on top of me like i'm part of the furniture. i've given up on keeping them away from under my bed, instead i just leave them a gap for safe passage at the top of the bed so that if my worst fears of my bed collapsing is ever realised they can run out easily. i'm also trying to introduce them to the top of my bed. it's working, they now jump on, and run through it quite regularly on their routes of their chase games.

i've taken a few videos but you really have to see them. they're scratching the hell out of my room but they're the darn tootin' cutest things you ever saw. miles can climb half way up my curtains now!

oops. they both got distracted by my tapping away at the keypad half way through a half nelson and fell sidelong in a heap off my bed. i think i will introduce them to the rest of the house tomorrow. this room suddenly seems too small for them.

aah, miles has just learned the difference between pillow and doona. similar texture, but very different leverage points for attack. they're both perfecting the hind legs pounce, sometimes toppling over mid pounce. miles has these stubby little legs, so it's pretty funny. charlie is just beautiful, but a little schizo. frantically chasing his tail in jerky movements, and sometimes chasing something entirely imaginary.

twist, pounce. twist, pounce.

at air.

the game just got vicious, they're starting to push each other off the bed.

and now charlie's gone to the bathroom and miles can't find him. i am so becoming a cat lady but how can i help it when they're so cute when they're little?