(Why don't you quiet down) (Why don't you quiet down) (Why don't you quiet down) (Why don't you quiet down)

another sleepless night
the reason comes in the shape of a cat
a meowing one

(the terminator)

i'm cat sitting my sister's cat, zlatan while she's in stockholm visiting her boyfriend. she dropped the little kitty off last night, and as i was gonna work today i decided to go to bed at a fairly "resonable" hour (for once). zlatan obviously thought i was a right bore and decided the best way to show his diapproval was by moving the cat litter around his kitty toilet (loudly), meowing looong, desperate (loud) meows, running around the flat (loudly...i thought cats were supposed to be graceful and virtually "soundless"...i was wrong) and then he's giving me puppy eyes when i'm attempting to tell him off...

rude...plain rude, i tell you!

all night..this went on all night..

i.did.not.get.any.sleep.at.all.

when my alarm went of at the crazy hour of 5.15 this morning and as i was getting out of bed...he tip toed around for a bit to make sure i wasn't going back to bed again. then he curled up into a little cat ball in a corner of my bedroom and went to sleep.

his job was done. he's now preparing himself for round two...well, we'll see about that, zlatan!

(the Thominator)

link to a giggling Thom Yorke trying to play/sing weird fishes/arpeggi at the cambridge corn exchange last week. sweet!

(blog title: excerpt from dollars&cents by radioheadur and the album amnesiacur)