(The url for this blog, as you've probably noticed, is invisibleleathertardis.blogspot.com. It comes from this comic. I was going to make it verbosity related, but all the urls were taken. I think it's a good thing. Invisible Leather TARDIS is so much catchier. I might change the blog name as well. And yes, I am a Doctor Who fan. Christopher Eccleston FTW! Hee. Might blog on that later)
Anywho, the end term holidays have officialy started, and I've not been doing much. Lots of people have been getting jobs, and I do want a job, if only for the moolah, but... blargh. I want a bookshop job.
and ooh! I might be getting a cat!
I love 'im. He's black with white socks and white vest and belly. He licks and bites. Well more nibbles, but you have to stop him before he chomps on your finger. Dad doesn't usually like cats (dog person) but he seems to be fond of this one.
He's been talking about getting it dewormed, shots, neutered, et cetera, then we can bring it in! Yay!Although I do feel a twinge of guilt, 'cause I think it does belong to someone. It's so friendly and unafraid of humans. Plus, I think it's a housecat 'cause it keeps trying to get in the house. It pains me to have to shut the door on him.
But he's a good cat. He doesn't drop fur, listens to orders (say "NO" forcefully and he won't come in the house), is terribly affectionate (he'll rub himself against my legs)...
I wanna name him Captain Jack. For Sparrow and Harkness.
Dad wants to name him Schwarz, which means black in german, and Jeek has already nicknamed him Sylvester. Y'know, Sylvester J. Pussycat, Sr, the cat that keeps trying to eat Tweety.
He does look like Sylvester...ooh, Boston Legal's on.
