Just too much
September 17, 2005

Oh dear, oh dear. It has been one of those months. Mommy and daddy lost a friend, everyone has been sick and or sad, there was a really bad hurricane and now one of the turtles is sick. I hope he pulls through. He talks to me at night. I had never heard a turtle talk, but he is quite the talker.

I think everything isn't helped by having Tori Amos playing. Mommy needs to play some Bjork, it livens me up pretty quickly.

Other than the sad stuff, I have been doing well. I've been reliving my childhood. I have been playing with my toys in the middle of the night. The other night I managed to keep track of my ping pong ball from one end of the house to the other. I would have been able to keep going if the big tv wasn't in my way. I went for a long shot and I accidentally ran into the tv. No, I didn't knock anything loose.

Oh, the baby (my cousin) says cat now. I'm so happy to be the inspiration for it. He already asks what's that (it sounds like what at) and when he pointed at me, everyone replied cat. Now he can say cat! It almost brings a tear to my eyes.

Mommy is knitting something and it all wool. I've managed to spend almost every night trying to get snuggled in it. She is almost done and I can't wait to have it accidentally fall on the floor.

Speaking of her knitting. Did I ever tell any of you about her knitting me a sweater? She was dared and actually did it! I guess I was more petite than she thought because it ended up being too big. That of course worked out great for me. I backed right out of that thing. It was neat in that it was black and had a red Anarchy symbol on it. It was supposed to be a reference to some video in the 90s. Nirvana I think she said. I think she just wanted to use the black yarn. She's got a lot of white and black yarn.

OK, I'm having flashbacks of the thing. At least she doesn't dress me up like people dress up their dogs. Eew. People can keep their clothes and water-related baths, I like being free!

Speaking of free, I think I'm going to go streak around the house and see if anyone has any food for me. Night diary.

-Skittles

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