Current mood:	slightly improved
Current music:	Max purring next to m--; never mind, he moved *sigh*

my life as a sloth: pretties & messes
Today was a Bad Day in that I was grouchy and irritable and restless and depressed and Just Plain Blah. Therefore, I think I need a happy thought.

Rodney. Rodney Rodney Rodney Rodney. Xander Xander Xander. Krrrrrrrrychek. Methos. Pony!!!

Ah yes. *happy sigh* Yes, that did it nicely.

So, I gather there was an LJ outage of some sort today (aka Thursday)? I was reading fanfic, some of it on LJ, and never noticed. Hmm. So what happened?

I figured out what the problem was displaying those pictures (the previous background images thing) in my last post. I somehow had changed the settings to "private" over in my LJ Scrapbook, so they wouldn't display - except when *I* looked at my journal, which made me think it was working okay. While digging around to figure out the problem, though, I realized that I'd forgotten there was another background image that I'd used for a while, Reveries by Maxfield Parrish:

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Currently, I'm still using the really crude Windows Paint for all my image manipulation needs (backgrounds, icons, happy thoughts, etc). Someday, I'm going to have to break down and learn how to properly install and use The Gimp. It's been highly recommended by the flist, it's free, and I've downloaded it. It's just *sigh* sometimes I hit this invisible mental wall in my computer-puttering where I just can't "get" something. Eventually, something or someone gives me the boost I need and I'm over that (invisible mental) wall (and on to the next), but it hasn't happened yet. Maybe I just need to devote an afternoon to just slogging away at the FAQs and Help manuals (all online) and such.

Max, LSO and I are hanging in there. We're all involved in the Kat Torchure of giving Max his meds/fluids and it's kinda hard on all of us. LSO hasn't so much as gotten a scratch yet and she's not the one who has to shove a ginormous 2 inch needle into her dearly beloved baby boy, so she's just being a wuss. Max really doesn't like that needle, though, and I just can't blame him. He's due for another doctor visit soon, though, and maybe I can get some hints on improving my technique or using a different spot to stick him. I somehow doubt that he's gonna get taken off the sub-Q fluids, though. Also, I worry.

I've kinda decided to not bring a new kitty into the house yet. The place is a mess and needs a cleaning from top to bottom. I can mostly trust Max not to do stupid things with my piles of stuff, but a new cat is an unknown quantity. Spring Cleaning will be starting now-ish, though how long it will last is unknown. It depends on my health (currently okay but could be better) and fitness level (currently not so great, especially with the latest weather-related delay in starting PT) (which, okay, has been further delayed by a combination of procrastination, depression, and inertia). I'm tempted to say "if" Spring Cleaning is ever over, just from past experience with me, but I'm gonna hold onto hope instead and say *when* it's over. So, when Spring Cleaning is over, there will be new thoughts about new kitties. ::knock on (clean!) cat litter::