Stuffs (a.k.a. "I-don't-know-what-to-call-this-blog")

Cyan has been missing for 4 days now and I am feeling uber depressed about it. I just wish I knew where he was or what has happened to him. I feel like at least if I know then I can move on, instead of coming home everyday and hoping to see him just to be disappointed and heartbroken all over again, and then stand outside calling him and wondering around the property looking for him. Constantly on the lookout. I put up signs today and placed an ad on gumtree. Probably wont even help.

This is insane, I really sound like one of those crazy cat ladies. I just got so attached to him, I always begged my mom for a cat but we could never get one because my allergies were too bad back then. So he really means so much to me, and he is such a special cat. Is it normal to feel this upset? Everyone is saying that cats are weird like that, they'll just disappear for days and then come back like nothing happened, but he has always been basically a house cat and he always came home for his food at night. It's not in his character to disappear like this. I guess that's why I cant stop feeling like something bad must have happened to him. I really hope not, I hope that he comes through the cat flap any minute now.

Other people must feel the same way about their pets, people get tattoos of their pets for crying out loud! So I guess its normal to be upset.

Anyway, let me stop my whining there. Work is hectic at the moment, super busy all the time and I just don't seem to be making headway through the mountain of work I have. Luckily we started interviewing people to be my assistant today and I think we have the candidate. But we still need to interview a couple of people. Soon I'll be able to hand off a lot of the mundane things I am currently bogged down with and get to the important stuff: making sure the company makes profit. Can't wait! And I have promised myself that as soon as implementation is complete I am taking a couple of days off, and hopefully getting away. So soon, soooooooooooooon *droooool*

Pretty stressed at the moment, skin freaking out, sleep deprived. DAMN I need a night out. Goth Day was supposed to be the Big Night Out, but like an utter idiot (and by this I mean EPIC FAILURE at even qualifying to be called an idiot) I left my ID at home and couldn't get into Gandalfs (seriously, I kid you not they would not let me in) after driving all the way there in crazy rugby traffic. You can't even begin to imagine how pissed I was!! And there is nothing worse than being pissed at yourself, coz there's not much you can do about it. You cant exactly throttle yourself, which would have been the result if it was anyone else who had forgotten their ID. I would have made them wait in the car for the night, while I partied like a rockstar. I think they refer to that as impotent anger.

So today I swallowed my new (magical) retainer for my lip ring, and I truly am amazed at how easy it is to swallow piercing jewelery. I have already swallowed three little metal balls and one plastic retainer, I'm not quite sure how I feel about that.

We got Top TV (the new satelite tv thingi). It's totally awesome! Costs only a third of DSTV it's really great. Its got Fox Entertainment, Fox Retro (all the old ass shows like M*A*S*H, Tropical Heat, Miami Vice, Six Million Dollar Man etc), several Discovery Channels, MGM channel, Showtime, Sci-Fi channel, a bunch of movie channels and my personal favorite a metal music channel :). Totally chuffed with it.

Really missing you guys a lot. We HAVE to hook up soon, need me some Llama time.

LUVS!