February 2010

darling dearest audience of twelve, won’t you meander over here and vote for me please? Everyone who does gets a free ice-cream! And, I’ll Cam will sing you a song!

So, here’s the thing. It’s no surprise to anyone reading this (yeah, that’s you, audience of twelve) that I am over the moon, totally awed shmooshy-crazed happyCath (TM). But, this morning,…

eddie izzard/eat dinner/cuddle/calm me down/wake me up/leave me to sleep for nine hours straight/love my tiny hands/listen to me rant about whatever urinated on my energy receptacle today /squeezes my…

When you’re Cath Jenkin, you totally have to deal with some very stupid people during the day. I have a litany of them strewn across my diary. But, this one,…

exactly when did the undead start shopping at my local Spar?

Insomnia. Lack of sleep. I have it. I call it my kingsomnia because it actually rules my life. And, yes, before you ask, this is a chronic situation. It’s not…

My friend inside the computer, and in real life, Acidicice is in labour as I type this. Sending you big love, massive inhalations, exhalations and excited smiles at this time…