Thursday, October 28, 2004


I get to go spend a full 9 days with Auntie Sabrina. I like her, she talks to me more than The Feeder. And I get to eat something other than Jaffa Cakes. I hope she makes some sausage pasta. Yummm.. sausage.

Monday, October 25, 2004

Where are the Twinkies???

I need my sugar fix. I need a Twinkie. With the yummy cream filling. They make me happy, my special Twinkies.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004


biz360? Boston Globe? The Feeder needs to not work from home. I'm bored of metrics. They suck.

Saturday, October 16, 2004

I hate the Backstreet Boys

You are my fire
The one desire
Believe when I say
I want it that way
But we are two worlds apart
Can't reach to your heart
When you say
That I want it that way

I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR IT ANYMORE. The Feeder needs to go to bed and quit playing that song.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Garbage Men

I like sitting on the balcony (in my ball -- The Feeder insists I stay in the ball) and watching the garbage men in the morning. I find them... strangely attractive. Especially the guy with the red bandana on his head. Hmm, he's sweaty too.

Sunday, October 03, 2004

I am alive

Rumours of my demise via a water pipe in The Feeder's bathroom are unfounded. Despite mastering the escape latch in my cage, I still haven't managed to be squashed by The Feeder or The Feeder's guests. I like freedom. But I don't get Tater Tots when I am free. Hmmmm Tater Tots.