Today Tonight
May. 15th, 2011 12:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Strictly speaking since it's now after midnight, it's Yesterday This Morning, but it doesn't quite have the same ring of confidence about it. This be a rambly post-drug post: beware.
Outing The First
Took Cally to the vet for her monthly shot of Cartrophan, which was executed with an absolute minimum of fuss. Dr Laura declared Cally to be a "magic cat" as she was in such good condition. I'm confident that we have the right combination of drugs now, and so it's a question of finding the minimum doseages to maintain the effect.
Similar prospects for Princess who was discussed in absentia. Although she has shown signs of irritation towards the end of her 48 hour steriod interval, we're going to try to stretch out the interval to three days. She's allowed to scratch a bit, just not to excess.
Outing the Second
It felt so good to be out of the house and I'm so terribly keen to see people that I thought I could tackle a birthday gathering in a pub in Mt Lawley. I have a strange relationship with this area, which includes Northbridge and Leederville. More on that later if I can gather the brainpower required; I am in theory drugged to unconsciousness right now, and was weaving in distressed fatigue when I fell into bed an hour ago.
Dear Doctor Who: Please stop killingKenny Rory every episode.
Sorry, had to get that out.
No more brain cells left, but thanks must go to
shrydar for a charming and terribly stylish gathering, even if it was held in the Bermuda Triangle of Perth, on a cloudy day that hid the sun for navigational purposes. I actually have a sound and interesting cognitive psychology error analysis to explain my wanderings this afternoon. OK, I'm not sure if it's sound untill I can look at it in the broad light of day. Designing a practical experimental challenge of my hypothesis might also prove tricky, but I can dream, can't I? Not tonight it would seem.
Hang on, I'm getting ideas for modelling the problem space... Looks like you can't suck all the science out of me at all.
I think I'd better stop here.
Outing The First
Took Cally to the vet for her monthly shot of Cartrophan, which was executed with an absolute minimum of fuss. Dr Laura declared Cally to be a "magic cat" as she was in such good condition. I'm confident that we have the right combination of drugs now, and so it's a question of finding the minimum doseages to maintain the effect.
Similar prospects for Princess who was discussed in absentia. Although she has shown signs of irritation towards the end of her 48 hour steriod interval, we're going to try to stretch out the interval to three days. She's allowed to scratch a bit, just not to excess.
Outing the Second
It felt so good to be out of the house and I'm so terribly keen to see people that I thought I could tackle a birthday gathering in a pub in Mt Lawley. I have a strange relationship with this area, which includes Northbridge and Leederville. More on that later if I can gather the brainpower required; I am in theory drugged to unconsciousness right now, and was weaving in distressed fatigue when I fell into bed an hour ago.
Dear Doctor Who: Please stop killing
Sorry, had to get that out.
No more brain cells left, but thanks must go to
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Hang on, I'm getting ideas for modelling the problem space... Looks like you can't suck all the science out of me at all.
I think I'd better stop here.