Here, have some kitten pictures. Gifs this time, to make up for the lack of a Kitten Monday last week and the lateness of this one.
In other news, the reason for this entry's lateness- while I was writing the post that was originally going to be this week's Kitten Monday, I was also conducting an experiment with Penny. Tiktok has this thing for destroying anything that makes a ticking noise, but we've never actually seen her do it, so I had Penny over for a study session after school on Monday and assembled an assortment of cheap shitty analogue clocks I got at a dollar store, a metronome, and a tape of a ticking noise. My transcript of her response:
(I leave Penny next to the clocks and metronome, place the tape in my antiquated CD player and start it.)
A: Ready to go?
(Silence for about five minutes. Penny picks a up a clock.)
A: What're you doing?
P: Time's wrong.
A: Yeah, they're all wrong, I couldn't be bothered setting them all.
(P nods and keeps fiddling with the clock)
P: The time's still wrong...
A: Well, fix it.
P: I can't.
A: Why not? It's 5.17 if you want the time.
P: It's wrong.
A: Yeah, my watch is fast, so it's really closer to 5.15.
P: (prises the back off the clock and begins pulling it apart) That's wrong, too.
A: ...maybe 5.14?
P: *visibly agitated, keeps pulling the clock apart* What am I thinking? Time's irrelevant, now. Not matter what time it is, there still isn't enough time left.
A: Enough time left to what?
P: *finishes dismantling the clock, moves onto another* Time waits for no one, Ariadne. You need to wake up soon. You've wasted enough time asleep.
A: I'm awake.
P: *discards second clock, half-dismantled, and picks up a third, absentmindedly fiddling with the hands* You're awake, but you haven't woken up, and you need to. There isn't much time left, and if you're asleep when it runs out...
A: What will happen?
P: He's already in your head, Ary. *puts down clock, removed tape from player and begins to pull it apart* You need to get out of the nightmare before it leaks out into the waking world, too. Tick, tock, time is running out.
A: ...how can I wake up?
P: I would have told you myself if I could.
A: Okay, well, thanks for the help.
P: Help with what?
A: You know, that whole explaining why you're talking about time thing.
P: ...what? I don't remember...
A: Well, shit a brick.
In short, I had a conversation with Tiktok, who apart from being fucking cryptic and unnaturally calm, is almost indistinguishable from my best friend. Great, just great. At least things are a little clearer now...barely.
Ciao for now,