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Friday, June 22, 2001

waiting.....waiting is the hardest thing.

Brought my beloved Kush-ka over to my sister's house last night. Made him stay in my room with me (since the whole reason I didn't bring him over when I moved in the first place was my sister's 4 other kitties). It was both helpful to my mom (he couldn't eat or drink anything past 9pm last night and she would have to have made her two cats and the dog suffer without anything as well) and selfish for myself (since I really miss having him sleep on my bed with me and wanted to have him with me last night).

It was so weird. This whole time, even though I've got my stuff in her spare room, it's always felt like a motel. Like it's not where I belong, not where I live. As soon as I put Kush-ka in there with me, it instantly turned into home. I forgot how much LIFE he adds to a place by his presence. It was so nice to sit there, watch some mindless tv and have him purring on my lap.

This morning, I had to forcefully put him in his cat carrier (*I felt so mean but he hates it*) and load him into the car and take him to the vet. It felt so wrong since just last night he was normal, and everything seemed right. It seemed so wrong to be taking him to the vet knowing he was facing dangerous sugery to remove a cancerous tumor.

Anyway, it's a waiting game now like I said. Piddling around the net, trying to stay occupied, knowing I just have to wait until they call me. They warned me it'd be late - like 5 or 6pm before they could call. *sigh* I've yet to eat, my stomach's a mess, but I can't bring myself to do anything but jitter and shake while waiting.

In the meantime, I did try to accomplish some new things for the blog. Really hate how it looks and want to do an overhaul. That's hard since my computer's not online. Grr. But...working on it and thought I'd share some of the screenshots of tests I've come up with so far. Please share your thoughts in the feedback!
Blue Test
Brown Test
Grey Test
Reds Test

I may not choose any of them, but at least I'm trying to be constructive. Thoughts welcomed.

Anyway, let me go. Too fidgity to sit still and type a long entry. Waiting.....waiting....waiting. Hoping to hear good, good news.
*fingers crossed*

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