When I left home this morning, Lulu my cat was asleep on the desk. Getting home about an hour later she still is, having barely moved an inch. She is lazy, black and totally adorable. The people who live to the right of me are also black, have a dreadful taste in music listening to a genre that equates to processed noise repeated, ad nauseam. I got more than a little miffed last night and gave them serious verbal for the rubbish that was blaring out, way after hours. Next time it happens I think I may go and bang on their door, making my objections known that way instead. Either that or a dead rat nailed to the door. The pigs head is too much hassle to get hold of.
My trip to the local job fair was thwarted today by discovering I did not have my keys. The security guard at the venue could not store my bike, so I came home again. I have done enough in the way of job hunting this week in any case. I can write and perhaps do the garden instead. I want to plant a vine in the greenhouse, but first I have to buy the vine and create a happy environment for it to thrive in. This I am doing now, the internet is a place to learn all sorts of new things. Though personally I prefer looking in books, they are less confusing and generally have more accurate and concise information. Plus books benefit from being read, rather like cats benefit from being stroked. Humans strangely enough can benefit from reading books and stroking a cat has been proven to reduce peoples stress levels. Cats will, if given a chance sit on a pile of books and stare at you, challenging you to move them. Books will sit there challenging you to turn off the google machine and pick them up. Mosquito bites will on the other hand, drive you to distraction. Itch their way halfway around the world and drive you up the wall. Mosquitoes are awful creatures and ought be exterminated. Mosquito genocide sounds quite a good idea, but where would it stop? Frogs and other creatures would naturally protest in their way, Malaria and Yellow Fever would no longer keep populations in check. The bug repellent industry would take a hammering, perhaps its easier to keep the little bastards, they are here for a purpose after all. Just like the Human creatures that are in fact a whole lot worse.
Thou shalt not kill, sayeth the commandment. Does that mean we must not squash annoying insects that spread illness and disease, or ought we learn to live as better humans first? If we stopped having wars, ditched religion and a couple of other things, we might finally after a lengthy delay, create a better world to live in. The slaughterhouse is simply an extension of the battlefield, both are necessary evils until such a time as that we learn to live in peace, not only with other people, but with ourselves especially. The Mozzie that got me a couple of days ago was lucky, it lived to tell the tale. The next thing that aggrieves me, may not be so lucky. Two legs or many, I may just flatten the f*cker.