Cheese is the best cat ever. I know it is all selfish cat stuff that he is doing, but he apparently likes the same stuff I do, and he has a certain knowledge that is timeless and just makes sense.
I couldn’t sleep last night. I had had a really bad day and by the time I fell into bed around 11:30 I had so much anxiety that I was convinced someone close to me was going to die. That being said, trying to fall asleep was a challenge. I know that animals reduce stress so I called Autumn and she came over and slept in her favorite spot (snuggled up against my neck). I petted her a bit and started to doze off. And then the twitching started (mine, not hers). Every time I got close to slipping off, I would twitch, it would wake me up and I would start the whole worrying process again. I thought maybe I was too hot so I kicked the covers off. The problem with that is that the boys were laying on my legs – Bumpers between my knees and Cheese against my thigh. This meant that they had to move with the covers, or get up and reposition. After having to reposition about 5 times Bumpers finally gave up and left. Cheese, However, walked up the side of my body and plopped his 18 pound, fuzzy, butt right on my side. And he has claws, so he dug in. I am a smart girl and I know at this point, if I thrash around some more, it is going to result in 20 claws embedded in my side because he is trying to hold on, so I lay as still as I could to avoid any bloodletting. That, and the purring, fuzzy, warm weight of nearly 20 pounds holding me down finally relaxed me enough that I fell asleep. I don’t know when he left, but when I woke up this morning he was back in his usual spot being all purry and cute.
I know how much it helped me, but I don’t know if he did it out of kitteh selfishness or maybe he knows something I don’t. Either way, I was able to get to sleep around 2 for a good 5 hours of sleep. Considering everything, I think that is pretty good.
Cheese is getting some chicken with his meal tonight.
Tuesday, December 27
Monday, September 26
Going Full Morlock
Ya know, sometimes I feel like a Morlock. You remember the Morlocks - Those troll like creatures that lived underground in the book, The Time Machine by H.G.Wells. And yes, some morning I probably look like one too. Lol.
If you aren’t familiar, In the book by Wells, in the distant future civilization branched into 2 distinct directions. One group headed underground and became hideous, troll like creatures who were regarded with terror. The other group, the Eloi, stayed in the sunshine and were beautiful and cared for and lived a simple life with no worries. The Morlocks ruled the underground by mining and engineering tunnels and mechanized devises (hard work). The Eloi were provided for, swam and played, and didn’t have a care in the world (other than the Morlocks). It was originally thought that the relationship between the Eloi and Morlocks was that of Lord/Servant or perhaps a perfect Communist society. However, it turns out it was more Rancher/Cattle with the Eloi as the beautiful, vacuous cattle.
Which brings me back to the title of this blog…I really feel that in our society today, the educated are regarded as the Morlocks and the beautiful/young people are the Eloi. Those of us with an education work hard, make (mostly) sound decisions, and make things work for the Eloi. The Eloi, on the other hand, stand around being beautiful, not needing their brains, and are completely catered to. Yes I know there are some exceptions to the rule. I know beautiful Morlocks and I also know some ugly Eloi. But what characterizes the Eloi is that they are just fucking ignorant and don’t see a need to better themselves because they get by on the graces of others.
That being said, I have decided to go full Morlock. I have been toying with the idea for about a year now. I am in a good place (hopefully this doesn’t jinx it) now and I feel this is the time to just jump into the underground and embrace my Morlock-ness…I have decided to get my Master’s in Finance and get my CPA. Fortunately, the majority of my friends are Morlocks as well, so they understand the commitment and work it is going to take. When I get overwhelmed (and I always do during finals) I just have to keep reminding myself that it is the Morlocks that ultimately control things…and eventually we eat the Eloi…heh…heh…heh.
If you aren’t familiar, In the book by Wells, in the distant future civilization branched into 2 distinct directions. One group headed underground and became hideous, troll like creatures who were regarded with terror. The other group, the Eloi, stayed in the sunshine and were beautiful and cared for and lived a simple life with no worries. The Morlocks ruled the underground by mining and engineering tunnels and mechanized devises (hard work). The Eloi were provided for, swam and played, and didn’t have a care in the world (other than the Morlocks). It was originally thought that the relationship between the Eloi and Morlocks was that of Lord/Servant or perhaps a perfect Communist society. However, it turns out it was more Rancher/Cattle with the Eloi as the beautiful, vacuous cattle.
Which brings me back to the title of this blog…I really feel that in our society today, the educated are regarded as the Morlocks and the beautiful/young people are the Eloi. Those of us with an education work hard, make (mostly) sound decisions, and make things work for the Eloi. The Eloi, on the other hand, stand around being beautiful, not needing their brains, and are completely catered to. Yes I know there are some exceptions to the rule. I know beautiful Morlocks and I also know some ugly Eloi. But what characterizes the Eloi is that they are just fucking ignorant and don’t see a need to better themselves because they get by on the graces of others.
That being said, I have decided to go full Morlock. I have been toying with the idea for about a year now. I am in a good place (hopefully this doesn’t jinx it) now and I feel this is the time to just jump into the underground and embrace my Morlock-ness…I have decided to get my Master’s in Finance and get my CPA. Fortunately, the majority of my friends are Morlocks as well, so they understand the commitment and work it is going to take. When I get overwhelmed (and I always do during finals) I just have to keep reminding myself that it is the Morlocks that ultimately control things…and eventually we eat the Eloi…heh…heh…heh.
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