And So It's Here

Having to tell your cat that the little field mouse he brought inside is no longer around because his younger twin decided to have an early dinner is a rather sad affair. At least there have been no rabbits brought in for a few weeks, thankfully. Knowing that Theodore managed to consume an adult rabbit is still rather baffling but cats will be cats and he has the hunter instinct still very strong in him. I'm very excited that I have finished my zine, which is a year in the making. How sad that I didn't actually know which number I was up to and had to check my webpage to see which was the last one I did.


So there it is, in all its papery glory, aside from the orange tinge it's acquired through the camera. I'm in the process of getting details for distros to send it to. It's been such a long time since I did that, it all seems very unfamiliar, but exciting at the same time. I see it as being the darker side of the light which has been on showcase in previous examples. It's also different from the other Koocachoos (zines prior to these aside) in that I opted out from using my typewriter. I was huddled up in my room for most of this and typing it on my typewriter would've produced such a racket and I didn't want to do that; just to get it typed up and out of the way.

Look at the time! And I've hardly done anything. Here's hoping that I have a peaceful night without Rose & Fred West appearing halfway through my 'dreams'. Not nice.

The radio is on repeat

Well, what a week so far. Monday I was off work with excruicating pain that left me bedridden and my head is still suffering despite an increase in medication. America now has a new leader which, after a change at the weekend, I do believe is for the better. I'm not very politically aware, especially for a different nation, but in retrospect, I think it would be an awful result if McCain had one. Now all I need is to watch Jon Stewart and then my week is complete!

Last night was Martha Wainwright night. Despite the man in front being a complete pain with his constant jiggering and reassuring arm around his girlfriend/wife/victim, it was a really good night. There was a small part of me that hoped Rufus would make a guest appearance but it's like with Jason Donovan at the Kylie concert. If only!

I'm a couple of steps closer to completing my zine; just a case of printing it off, pasting and the grand copying, which shouldn't take too long. I'm yet to decide if I'm keeping the name or changing it for something new. When I was typing it onto Word from my original typewriter prints, I had trouble understanding half of it. I think I was in such a state when I typed it, it was a polar opposite of how I was on Sunday. However, I've gone back to that today so it should all be comprehendible to me once again. But it is quite different from my previous ones, so do I keep the name as it's still me, or do a new name because it's different? Maybe I'll have decided by the time the weekend is over.