Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Urban Wildlife

I'm Baaa'ack!

Hi everyone. I'm sorry I kind of dropped off the face of the web there for a while. Things have been ...well...weird lately. I blame the post-holiday blues and life in general for my recent malaise. It's not that there hasn't been stuff to write about ('cause there's lots!) it's just that I haven't been able to gather the energy necessary and/or to concentrate long enough to write anything. I honestly think I was depressed there for a while. No fun at all.

But things are looking up. School started this week and I've already had some interesting classes. I was all prepared for the required Speech 101 class to be a real drag, but the teacher seems great and I think it's going to be a very cool class. I'm such a great big nerd that I think Statistics 225 is actually interesting and I have my first Psychology class this evening, so we'll see how that goes. I'm looking forward to that one a lot. I'm also trying an online Oceanography class. I've never done an online class before so we'll see how that goes. I think if I stay organized and keep track of all my due dates for stuff, I'll be OK.

I'm still adjusting to my new lifestyle as a single gal. I really do like my new apartment and if it's a little lonely at night, at least it's also nice and quiet for studying. I've gotten to decorate with my favorite pictures and whatnot so it feels like my home. I even went out and bought rabbit ear antennas for my TV so I can watch Grey's Anatomy on Thursday nights. I have my cat, Nicodemus, who is always there to say 'meow' rather a lot, actually. And my neighbors seem like nice folks. My amazingly supportive friends come over on the weekends and call me so I'm really a lucky girl.

There is one little area of single life that I am having a hard time with, though - pest control.

The other night I'm curled with my latest Netflix DVD, Veronica Guerin with Cate Blanchet. (amazing film by the way. Highly recommended) and I notice that Nicodemus is really interested in my shoe. Like crouched down on the carpet, tail-twitching interested. This is odd, I think. But then Veronica got attacked by some thug with a gun at her back door, so I left Nic to his own devices. A little while later, the wee beastie pounces on something from across the room and then I notice that he's chewing on something. Something crunchy. Upon closer inspection I see that it's a giant, brown cricket. I'm talking monster squeaker here, people. This thing looks like the Cricket That Time Forgot and it's in my apartment. And my cat is EATING IT! Eeeewwwwww!

I hate bugs. I can handle all manner of mice and rats and even snakes or lizards. I once got a sparrow out of my bedroom at some un-godly hour of the morning. But I draw the line at disease carrying, crunchy creepy-crawlies. In all my years of New York living I never once killed a roach. I had boyfriends come over and do it. I once asked the security guard in my dorm building to come up and deal with a particularly huge flying creature one summer. I don't do bugs.

But apparently my cat does.

<---- See the six-toed feet of cricket immolation!


Melody said...

catching up here.. I firmly agree with your stance on your Pro Choice opinion.. I am 100% pro-choice as well and it is about so much more than abortion.. and that really needs to be talked about in the public arena.. many states limit the right of women when it comes to birthing! In New York, it is illegal to have a homebirth without a state certified midwife... and that midwife is bound by so many ridiculous rules and laws... a lay midwife can be prosecuted and sentenced to 10 years in prison.. and the woman who births at home can be charged with child endangerment.

I also agree about our idiotic pResident.. god, what a nightmare he is.

bazu said...

Woah-I live in NY and didn't realize we had the draconian home-birth laws that Melody described... governor Spitzer, we're looking at you for change, damnit!

I hope you're feeling better. It's hard not be get a little depressed after the high of the holidays.

I totally agree with you-there's nothing creepier than seeing your cute, precious kitty, um, crunching some other thing. Indescribable. Wait, how do you spell that word? It looks really weird.

KleoPatra said...

Hugs, not bugs!


I let bugs out of my house, i've always been weird about them. Mattie likes to put her nose on 'em and chase 'em around...

I hope yer not depressed anymore, Meesh. I just got to reading the blog here of yours and see you were gone, too...