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Article the first: New icon! The ever-engaging
taraoshea made this for me as a sort of answer to my Commandments of Coyote, because Coyote needs his beer, yo. How I do adore her. Also, she's completely out of her tree. But that's probably why we get along so well, so hey.
There's a permanent account sale coming up, and I looked at it thoughtfully, because I'm a total whore for anything that allows me to have more user icons (yes, I know, I probably need help). The trouble is, the math no longer works out. There was a time when buying a permanent account was cheap enough that it would balance out the cost of paying for your journal, plus extras, in roughly four years -- forever in Internet terms, but still a reasonable investment. The folks who run the site basically know that they've hit the upper limit in terms of what people will pay for bells and whistles on a blogging site, and at $20 a year (if you're doing auto-pay), it just doesn't balance out the $175 for a permanent account. Not even if you're buying extra user icons. Alas, price structure, how you have betrayed us.
Article the second: Lilly has managed to get out of the house twice in the past few months, which has made me paranoid enough to finally do something I'd previously resisted, and buy her a collar already. I picked it up during my cat litter run -- a spiffy little black number with silver moons and stars on it, very goth-girl, which is ideal for my Siamese sweetie. It also has a bell. I already hate the bell.
Now, I brought the collar home anticipating some great, epic battle for my life against an irritated Siamese cat, something to remember throughout the ages. My housemate was anticipating the equivalent of a land war in Asia. I approached the cat with the collar. I pulled the collar over the cat's head. The cat squirmed a little. I stroked the cat. The cat stopped squirming. I tightened the collar. Game over. Where is the drama? Where is the excitement? Where is the pathos? (I know where the cat is. I hate that bell.)
Tune in next week, when Lilly utterly fails to react in any noticeable way to getting microchipped. I swear, my cat is on Valium or something.
Article the third: Plans are in the works to get my little sister down from Sacramento for Thanksgiving, officially making this the closet thing to a family Thanksgiving that we've had in years. The last time we tried this, I wore Melissa's tarantula as a broach just to see if it would freak Mom out (it did). This should, at least, be more entertaining than putting a collar on the cat.
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There's a permanent account sale coming up, and I looked at it thoughtfully, because I'm a total whore for anything that allows me to have more user icons (yes, I know, I probably need help). The trouble is, the math no longer works out. There was a time when buying a permanent account was cheap enough that it would balance out the cost of paying for your journal, plus extras, in roughly four years -- forever in Internet terms, but still a reasonable investment. The folks who run the site basically know that they've hit the upper limit in terms of what people will pay for bells and whistles on a blogging site, and at $20 a year (if you're doing auto-pay), it just doesn't balance out the $175 for a permanent account. Not even if you're buying extra user icons. Alas, price structure, how you have betrayed us.
Article the second: Lilly has managed to get out of the house twice in the past few months, which has made me paranoid enough to finally do something I'd previously resisted, and buy her a collar already. I picked it up during my cat litter run -- a spiffy little black number with silver moons and stars on it, very goth-girl, which is ideal for my Siamese sweetie. It also has a bell. I already hate the bell.
Now, I brought the collar home anticipating some great, epic battle for my life against an irritated Siamese cat, something to remember throughout the ages. My housemate was anticipating the equivalent of a land war in Asia. I approached the cat with the collar. I pulled the collar over the cat's head. The cat squirmed a little. I stroked the cat. The cat stopped squirming. I tightened the collar. Game over. Where is the drama? Where is the excitement? Where is the pathos? (I know where the cat is. I hate that bell.)
Tune in next week, when Lilly utterly fails to react in any noticeable way to getting microchipped. I swear, my cat is on Valium or something.
Article the third: Plans are in the works to get my little sister down from Sacramento for Thanksgiving, officially making this the closet thing to a family Thanksgiving that we've had in years. The last time we tried this, I wore Melissa's tarantula as a broach just to see if it would freak Mom out (it did). This should, at least, be more entertaining than putting a collar on the cat.
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Date: 2008-11-23 10:24 pm (UTC)BTW - You have almost no icons. I have a whole slew of icons I haven't even uploaded here and I already have 72 icons I can use. I LOVE icons. *grins*
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Date: 2008-11-23 10:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-23 11:26 pm (UTC)That's great that Lilly likes the collar. Mine are like
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Date: 2008-11-24 03:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-23 10:44 pm (UTC)I fully suspect that she'll be able to squirm out of it when you're not looking and hide it someplace you'd never expect. That happened with one of my cats years ago. I finally found the collar two years later when I was moving out - on the top shelf of my laundry closet, stuck between a random assortment of items and the wall. They're clever little creatures!
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Date: 2008-11-24 02:49 am (UTC)He can get this one off too. Very easily. Thankfully, whenever he does, he picks it up in his mouth and runs back to the house (we have a large, kangaroo infested yard) with the collar in his mouth, meowing.
He does this about three times a week.
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-27 12:10 am (UTC)(On a side note, I wrote a long post about crocodile attacks on my LJ you might be interested in.)
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Date: 2008-11-24 04:37 am (UTC)Two possibilities come to mind:
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-24 06:10 am (UTC)They also include their 10 gigs of storage, which is ostensibly another $24. if you include that. it's $54 a year, and then it's less than 3 years.
However, I don't use that, so it's a non-factor for me.
I'm suddenly flip-flopping on my plans to buy one though.
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