Zero Three.

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Zero is my cat. Without her I would live a sad, lonely and stressful life. Sincerly. I had sooty for 10 years of my life and I've had Zero for almost three years of my life, which means there was a time, about 50% of my life that I did not own my own cat.

When I come in from work though I hug and stroke her and it takes everything away. When I wake up she comes for cuddles and it takes away the bitter pain of having to get out of bed.

When I'm up late, or working from home she sits under my left arm while I Sit on my bed with my laptop on my knee.

She likes to bite me, yes. She likes to terrorise me, yes. She likes to poo in the bath to piss me off, yes. She is often called Zeez, Zeezrom, hell beast, satan, evil, yes.

Last year I made her an awesome hat to mark her second birthday.

This year I made her a Pecan Pie.

Here are the results of Zero's birthday party. Me, her and wooden floor.

(Just as a general reminder, this is all tongue in cheek. I like mocking the fact that I could be a crazy cat lady without actually being one. That's why I also send those Christmas emails with Zero, they make me laugh because people do send things like that in seriousness.)



This is the Pecan Pie. It turned into a deep dish pie because I didn't have a large enough pie dish. Hmmmm.



Zero being suspicious of the pie.











Oh you're scared of the pie.

Zero only looks like she's touching, sniffing or eating the pie. This was a hygenic endeavour. Don't worry.

Completely organic and filled with Green and Blacks Dark chocolate. I can cook. FACT.

Pecan Pie and Things I have Learned in my life Like how to make Pecan Pie.

Today is Zero's third birthday. So I'm making her cake, or rather Pecan pie. I took a recipe from the wonderful and fabulous Green and Blacks cook book. Amazing.

So, The week has been filled with work, Claire and cleaning (and a short jaunt to edinburgh airport to send my brother on his way).

I left my laptop in the Beir Halle last night after Claire and I munched some pizza. I've not eaten pig in a long time, but for some reason I love black pudding - which is pig.

I could never be a real vegetarian because of Black Pudding.

Anyway... I had black pudding and egg on the pizza. It was incredible.

Tonight I met with my new violin teacher. So exciting. I was terrible, but he said my posture was good, and my sight reading was quite good having not properly played in seven years.

Seven years.

Last week I bought racist Tin Tin in borders as well as Stefan Sagmeisters: Things I've Learned In My Life So Far.

Aparently Sagmeister has only learned 20 things in his life so far, my favourites among them are 'Everyone who is honest is interesting' and 'Trying To Look Good Limits My Life.'

So I've been thinking about things I've leatned in my life so far.

I've been toying with the idea that I've learned that: My Mother and my teachers don't know everything, Having beliefs and morals is essential, Passion is attractive, Being scantily clad only bring temporary, unstable, meaningless attention.

Trying to look good really does limit my life. That's a fact.

I used to want to be cool in school, I thought having brand names would help.

Then I became rock/goth/punk and then I didn't know who I was any more.

I still don't. I found a picture of me from 2005. I looked older than i do now because i was wearing suit jackets and dressing more womanly rather than kiddly. I dress like a boy that's a fact.

I think I stopped caring. Perhaps that will end up being my demise.

Zero's birthday party was amazing. Is amazing.

I think I just made the best pecan pie that's ever existed.

Fact.