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OK, just playing around with free premium templates for a secret project.  Though a few could actually stay should I never finish my template.

Still playing with my template, but just installed a plugin called WPtouch that creates an iPhone/iPod Touch/Blackberry friendly version of a WordPress blog. Not many options, but then it ain’t much work to set it up either.

So the redesign is taking longer than I had hoped. Work, freelance stuff and preparing for McGregor III are all eating into theoretical free time.

Why does Future Shop pretend to sell games? They just halved the current games section to make a very sparse used section. So now they have two poor selections of games. Half their console area is taken up by fake plastic instruments. I think they have more fake guitars than Tom Lee has real ones. In short they have few games and even fewer ones worth buying. What a way to retail space and an opportunity.

See I said I’d be back in 5. Just testing posting from the iPhone. Still working on the new template.

Just doing some design work and will upgrade the WP version so I can update with the iPhone.  The later really does take away excuses as to why you can’t blog anytime or anywhere.  Hopefully in a week this place will be current again.

Be seeing you.

Back from 7 days in Cuba.  I’ll post some photos and stories when I get some time.

Every once in a while I see something out of the corner of my eye and think “it’s Xeni, my kitty cat” … but it’s not. I get this very sad feeling realizing it not her and never will be again. I realize that there is now a little part of me that is gone. It went with her. I invested a little bit of my essence in Xenia and now that she’s gone all I have is a little hole where that essence was.

I’m glad she was in my life for 11 and a half years. Those were some of the most trying times of my life. A few too many times I crawled up and started to cry and was nudged by a little fur ball. Just touching her made me feel better. We had a link. And yet in the end I could return the favour. I couldn’t nudge her and make it better. Not only am I deprived of her company, but I feel guilty that she’s gone because of something I did or didn’t do.

But without sounding a bit kooky or crass, she was with me during the worst part of my life. In the last year things have really turned around for me. It was like she came to help me when I most needed it then left. But I’m greedy and 11 and a half years wasn’t long enough. I know nothing lives for ever and 11 and a half isn’t tragically short for a cat, but she is a part of me and always will be.

To the end of my days I will always check the top of the stairs to make sure I don’t step on my cat. When ever I reach above the fridge, I’ll expect a mewing kitty. And when I read on my bed I’ll wonder where my kitty is and why she isn’t nudging my book to get my attention.

Xenia’s body might be gone from this world, but her essence swirls around me and makes me both smile and feel sad many times a day. Did I mention I miss her?

I miss my kitty.