Office Hours
from your local wuthering heights stan
Watching
I saw “Wuthering Heights” last week & I still haven’t quite recovered. I had been craving a good movie theater experience & this DELIVERED. My godforsaken town no longer has a movie theater, so I drove 30 miles to the nearest small town theater (I was shocked they were even showing the movie since they had shown I Can Only Imagine 2 for the last two weekends). I was blessed with an entire long row on the balcony, scarfed my popcorn & pop, and stared at Margot & Jacob’s beauty for an hour and a half. I truly have no notes other than the following: 1. Nelly, I fucking hate you & 2. the movie is far more entertaining than I remember the book being - but take that with a grain of salt because Jacob Elordi & his gold tooth have me under a spell.
Listening
My media consumption has been Wuthering Heights-centric the last couple of weeks - my current favorite song and vocal stim is Kate Bush’s “Wuthering Heights”. This song is from her 1978 debut album, The Kick Inside, & was her first number one hit. I am convinced we live in a simulation because I had been listening to the song religiously, then before leaving for the movie theater I walked into my library & they happened to be giving away free CDs & The Kick Inside was one of them! Listen to this song & let me know your reaction to hearing her voice tone - it annoys the shit out of my husband, so naturally I’ve been singing it at the top of my lungs for a week straight. I’m tempted to sing it at karaoke sometime just to see the confused looks on everyone’s faces. Fun side note: the “Wuthering Heights” movie has an amazing soundtrack by Charli XCX & I saw her perform in a bar in Lincoln, Nebraska in 2017 after eating an insane amount of Indian food. It was the recipe for a perfect night, but I don’t know that I would recommend eating curry before binge drinking & jumping up and down for three hours.
Cat of the Week
Now for the best part of Office Hours, the Cat of the Week! This dude is one of the shop cat OG’s & partly responsible for the chaotic cat herd because he was a bit of a slut before getting fixed. His name is Tabby (we have come a long way in the naming department, folks) and he has the world’s fluffiest tail. I wish the picture did him justice to show how absolutely massive he is, but he wouldn’t sit still for me - although, it does capture his spirit since he’s surrounded by food & licking his lips. Tabby was the first shop cat that we were able to interact with and pet; he loves head scratches & his favorite pastime is chasing you & smacking the food cup out of your hand as you are trying to feed everyone. Do me a favor & live forever, Tabby.
Thanks for reading - have a great weekend! ☘️



