Cleolinda everywhere

Please, everyone, if you could, think good thoughts for snowcoma's mother, who has broken her leg in two places and is going to have surgery this afternoon. I'm worried for both of them anyway, but to put it in the context that will make the most sense to y'all, Edward Cat needs his mom back.

So, a few things--mostly Twilight-related, now that I think about it. Sorry in advance for that.

I'm still working on the Eclipse thing (eh, we can speak of it. We've all known for months, if not since November 2008, that I would be doing it). For some reason, I pretty much had a mild nervous breakdown trying to do the New Moon one, and for some reason... I really don't give a shit this time around, and I mean that in the nicest way possible. Maybe because I feel like New Moon turned out really well and I'm just not even bothering to worry that I could top that; maybe because it's summer and it's hot and life is too short. I "wrote" a few scenes in my head--I do that--but didn't even type anything out until I saw the movie a second time. And today I was just sitting there, trying to figure out what to do--I get to this point where it's like, I can do parody dialogue, but when you get to the text descriptions you need to move from point A to point B, that's when I start rocking in the corner. Those are the bits that take me the longest to make work. So, you know what, I thought? Fuck it. I'ma write in more Viking saga any time I get stuck. I'm going to have people walking in off the street, as it were--people who only hear about the Fifteen Minutes stuff and don't read my regular journal--who are probably going to be confused or dismissive, but there you are. At least it's something new to play with. So what I'm telling you here is that Not Giving a Shit is turning out to be a very positive experience, and I'm back to having fun with it.

Anyway. There's a great thread on the Edward Cat entry where people are sharing pictures of their own cats (and a few dogs). Also, speaking of Edward Cat: it has been pointed out to me that if snowcoma woke up to find him in her lap, that means... he was watching her sleep. Just like an Edward should. Bless.( Read more... )

Speaking of cats! Eclipse with lolcats is up! (The Twilight one is where my icon comes from.) I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS.

Also, someone sent me a comic about Twilight a long while back, and I didn't bookmark it and can't find it now. I hate to give away the punchline, but I'll have to, in order for anyone to know what I'm talking about. It was: "I thought she meant anal." So... yeah. ETA: Ah! Here we are.

Also-also: This trailer chagrins me. But then, I want the Epic Movie people shot into the sun anyway, so.

Voice post: "Edward is in the car with us right now." (snowcoma does go into what was going on with the foster family a little bit, and doesn't want any hard feelings about that.) He is in his cat carrier! With his catnip toys! He is chill and relaxed! She's going to be off the grid for a little while, but she says we will get happycat pictures on Monday.

I swear, I started laughing just from sheer relief. I can't stop, actually.


ETA: awanderingbard has transcribed the entire post for us.

So I get a tearful message from snowcoma this morning:

There has been yet another snag in getting Edward. I went to the store today with my carrier, his new collar and toy, and....waited. And waited. When they finally got his foster mom on the phone she had YET MORE questions she wanted to talk with my mom about (despite discussing the same things with me the night before and giving me the all-clear). As of ten o'clock this night, my mother hasn't heard from her.

Did I mention we are leaving for Vancouver, WA [this] morning to SEE my mother? And that I am supposed to have a cat for her?

[snowcoma talks a little bit about panic and anxiety attacks here, which are something I can sadly identify with.] Add in the fact that I am now attached to an animal that someone is playing paperwork keep-away with, and well...

All I want to do is get the damn cat and visit my mother. I ended up crying in the middle of the pet store (and the employees were extremely nice, this is just out of their control). One of them even offered to let me pick him up before the store even opens if I can get the all clear.

You can share any or all of this, because this is goddamn ridiculous. And I feel like I'm letting a lot of people down every time I fail to bring him home. I'm sitting here with an empty collar in my hands and trying not to cry.

WHAT THE SHIT.

I am pretty sure that an angry mob is not going to convince a foster family that someone is more suitable for cat ownership. I am also pretty sure that catnapping is illegal. I just don't know what to do. Keep in mind that Edward Cat isn't even at the foster family's house, as I understand it--he's all alone at the pet store--




--while the foster family is somewhere on the phone all like NO CAT FOR YOU.

I am not understanding what the problem is here.


ETA: Okay, we have figured out that Edward Cat comes from a private/volunteer rescue, not the Humane Society, and a deeply-attached foster family really may have the final say. (And now you know why he's been in that window forever.) My problem with this is that snowcoma was cleared to take Edward home at least once, and they keep giving her this runaround of "We'll have to talk to you/her/someone else, we'll call later" and then it takes days. If you don't want her to have the cat, don't tell her she can have the cat.


ETA: HOPEFUL UPDATE

YOU GUYS. Pictures from shadowmaat: Edward Cat is still precious. And homeless.



AND CHAGRINED.

We may have found a home that'll work out (and a back-up offer if it doesn't, I think), but it's not certain yet.

At least he has a special bed now.

(omg look at that face)


Meanwhile: the first Deathly Hallows trailer. Warning: there are scenes here that I did not expect to see until we got to the movies themselves. Also: you may tear up.

...my blogger gave to me: two feline chagrins and an article written by the AP. With my "team" preference, as promised.

Team Edward vs. Team Jacob: Which side are you on?

Christy did tell me that the article was edited for space--although she did insist on keeping my team preference in, because I told her y'all were looking forward to that--so my thoughts on Jacob were cut short ( Read more... )


Meanwhile, Edward Cullen Cat is losing his will to dazzle: ( omg pictures )

OMG BREAKING NEWS: In case you didn't see the link buried in a paragraph above, our long international nightmare is over: PETER JACKSON WILL DIRECT THE HOBBIT.