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Christmas is almost here! Yay! It’s the time of year when people take photos of animals in Santa outfits and post them online! Yes! My family are relieved. My usual singing habits (that is, singing things I can’t really sing) has changed to carols, things that I more or less can sing.

One of the indomitable fish is dead. I checked on the kindy fishes this morning to find one belly-up in the fishbowl. It has been listless ever since Terrible Three #1 ran around with it in her hat last week. Fish just don’t do well in hats. There’s not enough oxygen in there.

Yuo guys remember Angus (see blog categories for Angus entries) the cat that turned up and tried to adopt us? Well, he hasn’t been around for ages, but now a new cat has turned up: el Bandito. We don’t know where he’s come from or what. He’s black and white, with mask-like markings around his eyes, like a bandit. He’s very affectionate, mostly, but goes mrowl, mrowl all day and night, attacks our cat, scratched the hell out of Lil Sis when she tried to cart him away from our house. Menace. Bandito indeed.

If I don’t get time to post: merry Christmas!

For those who are wondering, yes, the Veronicas new album is as good as their first. In fact, I like it even better.  At  least, once I got over the horrific  way they strain their voices on some  of the tracks - they need to get voice training fast or their voices’ll be gone within the next three to five years.  One of them’s had throat nodules removed already.

I am in town today buying Christmas presents, as my house is full of strange men installing airconditioning. They were thumping around in the ceiling when I left, utterly terrifying my cat so she was cowering behind the laundry sink with two enormous scared eyes peering around the edge.

I have also taken the time to buy the box set of season 3 of Doctor Who, which, I found out a few minutes ago ,was $20 cheaper in J B Hi Fi. Bugger.

 I totally have to link to a post now - this one at Tetherd Cow. It’s wonderful for it’s simplicity and instant laughter-inducingness. It  is, of course, computer joke, but an accessible one.

And now I will vanish into the real world once more to continue shopping.

Found something that set me laughing hysterically; ‘50 Things I am Not Allowed to do at Hogwarts.‘ It has *counts* 12 appendices full of additions to the original list, and includes references to lots of facets of poular culture. I like this one:

-I am not able to see the Grim Reaper, nor am I to claim that he is standing by the Headmaster, tapping an hourglass and looking at him impatiently. Or, for that matter, Harry Potter.

Also:

-Please do not refer to Dumbledore as Methuselah.

And:

-Not allowed to play poker with Tarot cards anymore, last time I did, I got a royal flush and the Dark lord returned. 

And another:

-Nor will I send magical equipment to Caltech or MIT in exchange for full tuition.
-By “I,” we actually mean you, Hermione.

And lastly:

-I will not enchant Hermione Granger’s Time turner to rotate every half hour.

I was on the train this morning when a bunch of high school girls get on, and didn’t ppay attention until someone said, “hey, why have you got a kitten?” I look over, and on this girl’s lap is a maroon school jumper made into a sort of nest, and wrapped inside is a tiny, sleeping black kitten curled into a ball. It was really cute. At one point it woke up and started squeaking, which I didn’t know kittens did;  so there was this high-pitched tiny ‘meep, meeeep,’ noise until the girl settled it back down again and it went back to sleep in the jumper. Kittens should be on trains more often, I think, even if it is against some council by-law or something.

Week before last ended horribly; one of the disabled children tried to bite my thumb off and was prised off my poor thumb with difficulty; I got slapped; someone threw a large plastic toy at the back of my head; and when I was dealing with H. (henceforth referred to as ‘that f***er’ when I am really mad) sucker-punched me in the gut and when I doubled over tried to climb the fence. So I was glad to have a fairly restful one last week. Hopefully this week will be nice too. I work the rest of the week. *droops* I hope you all feel for me. I get beat up by preschoolers.

I don’t think I mentioned it, but in between everything else I do I have just begun volunteering at the local library (the goal being to decide whether or not to get a library qualification)  and for a few weeks now have become a Girl Guides assistant leader. The girls are doing a musical at the moment, using songs from the movie High School Musical; I find myself glad that there is only about two more rehearsals left.  Those songs are highly annoying.

I’ve also discovered some all-natural cordial syrups, Alchemy Classic Cordials. I bought a bottle of ‘LOVE’ cordial; it’s lime & rose petal flavoured and it is lovely. If you’re a rose-water fan, this is definitely the cordial for you. The bottles are quite pretty, too.

As you can see, I’ve updated the blog. I found that I was getting sick of the brown, and the lack of my own image header has always saddened me. I’m sticking with the default image for now (well, sort of), but a custom image header is in the works.

Finally, some Angus-the-cat news; he hasn’t been to our house for quite a while, since Dad offended him, but he bit the neighbours toddler son and they now refer to him as Fungus.

Haven’t posted for ages… sorry. Will try to improve my posting rate. In the meantime, wanna look at… cats that look like Hitler?