Lots of TLC for our poupinette

Here's Evita looking as if she is wearing a turtleneck singlet. Looks kind of cute to me but i'm absolutely sure she thinks otherwise. Whenever she is not feeling sleepy or is not actually sleeping, she tries to lick of the bandage. She did undo her bandage once and we had to resend her to the vet and redo it all over again.
Meng-Sun

Cat loves computer

Evita seems to fancy the computer, be it my aged laptop or the latest HP desktop we got just a few days ago.

New Technology

Writing from Windows Live Writer feels like composing an email from Microsoft Outlook for Hotmail. I’m new to this. Hope it makes my life easier.

This is like a test mail. I hope everything turns out OK when I click Publish. Here I go……

Attention, please!

I didn’t realise how much our kitten adores me until my husband ‘accused me of stealing the kitten’ from him one evening. He was in the middle of coaxing kitty to lay on this laps so that he could have her company to watch the tele. When I appeared in the living room to collect my glass of water that I left absent-mindedly after the dinner, everyone jumped at my presence. Kitty rushed to my legs as if begging me to carry her, which I did (and it was a mistake). That’s when my husband jumped at the expectation that he would lose kitty’s attention as soon as I’m around. I tried to return kitty to my hubby but she came back to me. So I tried again and this time I fleed from the living room, leaving my husband persuading kitty for attention once again.

Anywhere but her bed

She sleeps on the couch, on the ottoman, on a chair, even on my feet. Anywhere but her own bed.

Anxious

Have you come across a day where many things go around your head at the same time ? Looks like my answer is yes for every day. Right now, I keep reminding myself of booking our air tickets to Hong Kong on the internet so that I could get the best prices. It feels like knowing that which shop you could get the winning lottery ticket but you just haven’t gotten down to the shop to pay for it and collect it.

A minute ago, I logged into my online university account to check for announcements and latest postings by my virtual classmates and tutors. Someone just mentioned something from an exercise that I could only deal with tonight and I have no idea what he’s talking about. It makes me anxious if I know that someone knows something that I don’t, especially concerning my course.  Here’s another checklist item that keeps ringing in my head till I get to see that famous question number 3.1.

The most disturbing thought that haunts me is the task at work. I just can’t seem to get the coding to breach a counterparty ratio. There’s a numerical limit to deal with. Then there are ratings. And it’s concerning exotic products that I hardly comprehend. At times like these, I wonder if I’m not that good at this job or all these things exist for no purposeful use.

At the same time, I just feel like slamming the turkey into the wall. Gee…just the image alone calms my nerves down. Feeling much better. Will deal with the rest later.

 

I want to do many things but work

I wake up to the same question every morning.
Why do I exist to do this job?
I have better things to do.
Many.

Drawing and painting Evita. Create an e-business. Do my assignments. Finish off Ken Follet's novel. Sketching the layout for our future garden. Create a food blog or a cat blog. Make babies.