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Where did this corduroy fluff come from...?
2002-05-29 14:09:44
Aaargh! Bad rats! EVIL RATS! A hole in my beanbag! My $40 beanbag!!
*Ami grabs a rat by the tail and wonks it on the edge of the table... in her imagination*
Kyburg: Two of any pet is better than one. Except hamsters, of course, because they tend to eat each other. -
I am weak.
2002-05-29 13:31:04
OK, no more rats in the laundry bag! EVER! When I went to do my laundry today at my boyfriend's apartment, I found two items of clothing that had been chewed to shreds! I can't wear them anymore unless I plan to look grungy... or like a bag-lady.
Am ANGRY! Must spank rats! C'mere, you! No amount of bruxing will work on me! Haha! Your beady eyes can't manage the Bambi-eyed look! What? No! Not the whiskery kiss of seduction! Nooo! Am melting! Stop! Aaargh! The cuteness! Too... much! Must... resist... Aaaaaaargh! Nooooo!
*sob* I am weak. I shame the memory of my departed turtleneck and sweatpants... -
Brux in my ear and buy my affection
2002-05-28 15:37:45
My rats have gotten tremendously adventurous. Right now, one of them is burrowing her way bravely through my laundry bag. The other is busy investigating the brand of toothpaste I use. But despite the myriad distractions my room can provide them in all it's pig-sty glory, their favourite activity still seems to be scaling Mt. Amizadai.
My rats love climbing up my stockinged legs (only up to the knee) and occasionally hanging on to the inside of my flared jeans. I recently found a couple of holes in the denim, near the knee. Breathing vents, maybe. I wasn't very happy, but how could I stay angry with my rat when she poked her whiskers out the tiny hole to snuffle at me? Of course it didn't stop me from shaking my leg vigorously to dump her onto the carpet.
Other times they play commando-rat, a game where my clothes suddenly become a series of tunnels in which to ambush each other. Ever had your armpit become the site of a full-out tussle? I have. It makes a jacket bulge and writhe most alarmingly. The fastest way to break up a fight in this case is to clamp your arm down and grind it against your side. More often than not it sends them clambering out the nearest sleeve, winded and with their fur sticking up every which way.
I've never met more affectionate rodents. This is not the case of begging for treats. Sometimes they ignore the chocs I offer them, grabbing my other fingers instead in an attempt to squeeze me past the bars and into the cage with them. Or at least that's what I'd like to think.
A lot of people don't know that rats can make sounds of contentment, kinda like the equivalent of a cat purring. With rats it's called bruxing; a chattering sound they make with their teeth. It's so amazing when a rat perches itself on your shoulder and does it right next to your ear.
I am such a rat freak now. I'm sure you can tell.
(By the way, in case you're wondering, I wear stockings under my jeans because it's winter in Australia.) - 2002-05-27 07:58:13 Wally: "I'm such a wimp when people tell me they didn't do it. Unless they're evil. Like Darth vader."
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Bored? Degauss your monitor now!
2002-05-27 00:01:36
About the lack of journal entries these past couple of days... No, I didn't die. Almost, but not quite. See, my computer was on the fritz. The power unit shorted out. I left the computer playing a song while I left the room for a couple of minutes, and the second I stepped back in, I heard the anguished sound of my computer die.
OK, so maybe it wasn't so dramatic. Maybe the computer didn't make an anguished sound of dying... but *I* certainly did.
It happened Friday night, so that meant the I couldn't get a new power unit until Monday. A WHOLE WEEKEND WITHOUT THE COMPUTER. (Oh, don't mind my twitchy eyelid.)
Life without the computer was.... strange. Not just for me, but for everyone else around. A dorm mate walked into my room and gasped in amazement at the fact that the computer wasn't on. She kept giving me hugs. Maybe because I looked so wan and weak not bathed in the healthsome glow of the computer screen.
So what did I do? When I wasn't weeping or gnashing my teeth in front of the computer, I read magazines. And knocked on people's doors to talk to them at 1 a.m. And got crafty with bits of a towel, old socks, thread, paper-clips and safety-pins to make my rats a hammock. Of course, the rats hated it. So I made them a little cloth cubbyhole. I've heard my beige rat (Mirichi) sneezing, so I thought I ought to make something warmer than the piles of gross tissues they'd made into a nest.
I constructed something they could crawl into and pull a hood over themselves if they were cold. I spent about an hour sewing it together and pinning it up to the bars of the cage. So of course they have to apply their rattie little logic and crawl UNDER the entire construction. And that was only I forced them away from trying to sleep on the tiny square of tissue in the opposite corner they usually pee on.
Maybe I should use some reverse psychology on them... if I try to push them under the cubby hole, will they suddenly decide they want to sleep INSIDE it? Hm, it's worth a try. I will post the results of my rat psychology experiment here soon.
How strange... there have been 13 views of my profile page in the last two days. I check my member page several times everyday, so I know for a fact that I get a blip on the counter every... oh, two weeks or so, unless I post something on the Phorums.
Does my Internet absence have anything to do with the sudden increase in profile views? If I went to a country with no internet access for two weeks, would my profile views go through the roof? Mm... interesting. But not something I really want to try. Especially not so close to my recent near-death experience.
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