Friday December 10, 2004

Comforting words, sugar, & ebay

The last two days were spent trying not to make an ass of myself in public, lest someone ask me what was wrong or why was I crying. I certainly didn't want to tell anyone I was grieving over a rat. An old, sickly, dead rat. Most folks probably wouldn't understand, and I've got enough peculiarities about me to make somebody suspicious. I don't need to make myself look any weirder.

My old roomie came over after she learned of the news, armed with a box of chocolate-covered Oreos (which are now gone) and some Ben & Jerry's ice cream (ditto). We watched some show on VH1 about highschool geekiness and proceded to get fat(ter). Junk food always makes me feel better, and the visit was definitely what I needed.

To further distract myself, I designed a birthday greeting card that I'm selling on Ebay. In honor of Fat Bastard, the most excellent rat to ever walk to the Earth, I've created RatArt Design, just so that I can send out Fatty's picture everywhere. He modeled for the card, and I've got enough pictures and videos of him to make hundreds more. And that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Also, I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who left me a kind note and sent positive vibes my way. I appreciate it. I'll leave with this awesome message, from a member of JonathanBrandis.org: May he never run out of cheese or any of his other favorite treats...

UPDATE: I just noticed that Fatty's last photos can be seen from the last Monday Morning Rat Blogging post on November 29th. here.