A Bug's Life

Yes, another hamster is on its way, if my tank setup passes the inspection of the Blue Cross. Then Revel can join us. It's a Google cache page, they move fast to update the website when an animal is reserved. I'm a bit worried about having a Revel, you never know what you've got till you bite into it, whether it's nice toffee or biscuit or horrid coconut (cultural/confectionarial reference for the confused). I think she's more likely to bite me though, and now I've met her and seen the fear on the faces of the Blue Cross volunteers I understand why her previous owners thought she was not the right pet for them. I shall exercise hamster whispering. ozymandias_cat is keen to meet the new arrival; I set up the tank this afternoon and he stood right up on his hindlegs to reach and peer in to pay his respects to any exciting new occupants. I think he was disappointed to see only sawdust.

In several other respects, today was a day I shouldn't have bothered getting out of bed for. You know when you get all your spoons in a row, lots of things to do with dependencies and timing, and deciding to miss out on a, b and c so you can do d, e, f and g? Then some whirlwind crashes through and tumbles your spoons all over the floor. Some get lost under the sofa, and with others you end up in the right place with the right spoon but at the wrong time. Or you borrow a spoon from tomorrow, but it doesn't work properly and you have to do it again tomorrow after all but now you don't have the spoon for it. Eh. Hamstering was one of these things - I thought it was a collect-the-hamster visit, but it was just a meet-the-hamster and I have to go back and collect her another day, during the convenient hours of 10-4.

The bucket of frustration and self pity unbalanced me, and I fell off the wagon of exclusion diet onto a couple of Snickers bars and a can of Diet Coke. I hurt my back on Saturday at a fairly active and enjoyable acting class (but didn't realise till later); the reintroduction of eggs should now wait till the back is better. I hope the milk-nut-chocolate and caffeinated soda does not confound things too much. And I have the novel experience of a bad back which is just the back, without a load of food-related irritants coming to crash the party and inspire words in me such as "ghastly," "burning," or "agony". Living and learning!