Monday, September 8, 2008

Dead? Alive?


Not dead. Not alive. Hanging on a laundry line, somewhere in between.

Since my last post here, I've been sick. Real sick. Sicker than 8 bitches on a bitch boat.

I know what you're thinking: "Is it contagious? Can I get it from reading your blog?" The answer is NO, but there's a lot of other nasty junk floating around in here that could pose a potential risk to your overall health and well-being. The management assumes no responsibility...

As it turns out, The Sickness is really more like a Lifelong Ailment, which isn't nearly as bad as it sounds. 4/5 medical professionals think I'll go on to lead a normal, uneventful life. The 5th medical professional wanted me to tell you to keep tha eff back while the moon is full. And also, to beware the moors.

So... in the off chance that anyone is still reading this blog, now that I am on a steady dose of Deadly Nightshade and feeling much more like myself, real, actual content is most definitely forthcoming. Grab yourself a naked witch, a horned god, and get on down to the clearing in the woods -- next time we gather here, we'll be discussing one my all-time favourites, Alucarda (note the appropriately demonic URL).

Until then, please remember to wash your hands. I touched everything in here.

11 comments:

Snooks said...

I can vouch for that. She did touch everything. Twice, in some cases.

Glad to see you twitching, darlin'.

Kitty LeClaw said...

Snooksy!!! You mustn't have been watching closely enough, for I touched everything THRICE. Backwards. For Satan.

Expect a Seriously Awesome Email soon. Written in my own vomit. I've been talkin' to some peeps in the IT Department, and we're all fairly confident we can make it happen.

TWITCH is aight, but I like WITH SYMPATHY better. Took endless shit-kickings in high school, but I stand by my story.

Tenebrous Kate said...

Take care of yourself, cupcake. I'm better at harming than healing, but know that you're in my thoughts! I'll use my iron fist for only the gentlest of head pats for yooooou :)

I'm psyched to know you're writing up "Alucarda"--I actually went back through your old posts when that title came up in conversation recently, figuring you'd HAVE to've written it up. Imagine my disappointment! I grinnin' like a fool knowing you're going to right this wrong soon.

Kitty LeClaw said...

Kate:

I'm better at harming than healing

Hehehe... In that case, pencil me in for some radical, new therapy!

Alas, The Headless Werewolf beat me to the goat-scented punch with his excellent review, so I've been holding off in posting one of my own. You knows, for the sake of blogosphere freshness.

Feelin' really good to be back. My paws have been itchin' for a scritchin'!

Karswell said...

Kitty's more than twitchin'... you know The Exorcist scene where her body is doing that violently crazy back 'n forth flop-o-rama? Yep. Her head's in a spin too.

And welcome aboard the LOTT D, Baby... that was a long time coming.

Kitty LeClaw said...

Thanks, Steve... I'll do my utmost not to fail you. Or, maybe I'll fail you on purpose, cuz I'm a sucker for a good beat-down ;o)

If you happen to see that bitch Captain Howdy, tell him we need to have a chat about the stain he left on my carpet.

Karswell said...

>tell him we need to have a chat about the stain he left on my carpet.

Oh, HE did that? Whew...

Kitty LeClaw said...

Sure you don't have anything you'd like to confess?

Snizzle said...

*touched*

kindertrauma said...

I don't like the idea of my Kitty feeling under the weather! I hope you are doing better and I personally can't wait to hear your thoughts on Alucarda! Also welcome aboard the LottD!!!! Aunt J sends his love and is prepared to bring you soup if needed. We have missed you! ( a lot!) - Unk L

Kitty LeClaw said...

Unkie Lance: Awwwwww!! The best get well cards are the ones with scary clowns and terrified children on them. Way better than the one with the balloons and puppies. Who the Hell sent that???

I've missed you guys, too. Kindertrauma is like high-powered catnip. And, that soup sounds rad. I don't need a spoon :D