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The world in general and the US in particular do not seem to be having a very good time right now, and neither, really, am I. But there are a few ways I've been dealing with the stress of living in a handbasket that might or might not be on its way to hell, and I thought it might be interesting to list them!

( Hiding. )

( Getting political. )

( Adopting cats!!! )

How has life been treating the rest of you?

( the short version is, it's not good )

Anyway, my online presence is erratic enough that chances are you won't have noticed any difference while this small drama has been unfolding, but if it should happen that you have, or that you do, that'll likely be why.

1.  It's fun to talk about how cats are totally random and ridiculous -- and they are -- but if I'm honest with myself, I'm not really any better. Case in point: I come trotting down the stairs at a fair speed, see the cat sleeping on the couch, and stop dead so I can stare at him alertly until I've verified that he's breathing. And then I continue about my business as if this were all perfectly ordinary.

2.  "The Wanderer" has been stuck in my head for over twenty-four hours, and I am really ready for the next earworm, please. I wouldn't even mind, except I'm having a hard time shaking the conviction that the narrator is a massive jerk. You'll never settle down, you like pretty girls, okay, well and good, dude -- but what do you mean to you they're all the same? How much attention are you even paying here?

3.  One of the many ways my mother is excellent: I randomly asked her what kind of book John Reese might like that you wouldn't necessarily expect him to, and she thought about it for a moment and said, either The Joy of Cooking or a romance novel.

3a.  (It would have to be a romance novel without too much valorization/fetishization of alpha male nonsense, I think; for reasons including though not limited to "Prisoner's Dilemma", I'm imagining he'd find that somewhere between unpleasant and triggery. The whole true love aspect, though. OMG. Yeah, I can't even.)

3b.  ((Of course, what I really want now is to introduce him to fanfic. But okay no I have enough plotbunnies I'm not writing, yes, thank you.))

Both myself and my cat, that is. It isn't clear how much time he has left, but he still seems to be enjoying what he does have, so I'm really glad about that.

What else is going on? Um. I've watched some TV, I guess. Spoilers behind the cuts!

( Person of Interest 1x16, Relevance )

( Elementary 1x17, Possibility Two )

Television and worrying make up a remarkable proportion of my life, really.

(Previously.)

She was a really ridiculous, regal, adorable, difficult, snuggly, standoffish, impossible, sweet, gorgeous cat.  Yes, all of those at once.  Or by turns, at any rate.  Or possibly one or two of those adjectives are slightly off.  But she was a cat of many parts.

Also, an evil mastermind.

I'm going to miss her.