I entered the khana yesterday with my pet and supplies in tow. I slept late into the morning, got up around 10 AM. All my clothes were dirty so there wasn’t much I could do until the wash was done. Not entirely true I suppose, but either way I ended up just reading most of the day.
Day one and I already I need more groceries. Not because I’m out of food, but because there is only one freakin’ roll of toilet paper. Being a girl, I wipe when I pee. One roll is not enough. I was able to order my toiletries online and have them delivered. Oh, blessed wonder be yon intarwebz.
Actually, it would totally suck to not have internet right now. It went out for a few minutes today and I kinda freaked. The idea of being out here without a connection is overwhelmingly stressful, yet I can’t even remember what I actually did on the web today. No, seriously, what the hell? I’m drawing a total blank. God Dam-
Oh wait! Okay, I definitely remember looking up how to pronounce Calla. As in the fifth book in the Dark Tower Series – Wolves of the Calla. Wolves of the Ky-yuh? Wolves of the Kal-luh? Nope, turns out it’s spoken with a broad ‘a’, Wolves of the Colla’. And if you already knew how to pronounce that without me explaining it than feel free to pop yours. Perhaps even brush your shoulders off, you linguistic pimp, you.
In other news, Leroy is super cute. Right now he’s eating my pen. Annoying is apparently the new cute. I’ll have you know that I write these blog posts in pen and paper prior to typing up the digital version. And right now, Leroy is attacking my writing tool. Except not really, because by now I must be typing this up on a keyboard. Although it’s possible that by that/this time he will be trying to consume my keyboard. Although depending on when you read this it could be far enough in the future that I am writing the next day’s blog post, at which point Leroy will be chewing my pen again. Okay, so let’s just assume that at every point in the future, Leroy is attacking my writing utensil.
