I generally get 7 1/2 to 8 1/2 hours of sleep a night unless I intentionally stay up late, but that's mostly due to the side effects of sweet, sweet lisinopril-HCTZ. And comes at the cost of my former committment to keeping a clean apartment.

Thankfully, the hypertension meds also seem to keep me from getting too upset about living in a pigsty.

I don't think he's sick, but maybe he has a touch of something. Where he got it, I have no idea. Maybe he ate a bug or something? Anyway, no big whoop -- he just had a big stinker last night, which is unusual.

I think Hec needs to come by for this convo. I'm sure he has an opinion.

I'm notorious in my family. When I was home in July, there was a period in which I was in the company of at least one family member, if not all 4, for 36 hours straight . (To make matters worse, the night in the middle of it? Caffeine induced insomnia because some fuckers gave me sierra mist and called it sprite.) It was insane. When I deliberately sat on the other side of the pool because a) there was no where else to escape to and b) if I had to be "on" for one more second, the bitch was coming out, everyone (well, not the 3.5 year old) kept their distance and no one got their feelings hurt. Mom always tells me later " I knew you needed some quiet time."

It took a couple of miserable trips home when I was in college,but they've finally figured it out.

I think Hec needs to come by for this convo. I'm sure he has an opinion.

Quick! Someone ask about harircuts!

Jesse, I'd just chalk it up to cats are weird unless it gets worse or is a problem. Because of my most expensive free cat, I've had to pay way too much attention to these sorts of things and there are slight variation that happen that don't necessarily mean trouble (maybe he ate a gassy bug, some lint, who knows?)

I think Hec needs to come by for this convo. I'm sure he has an opinion.

I was going to whitefont, but decided you people could take it.

I wish my exBF had understood this when I tried to explain it to him, but he didn't. And, now he's an ex, so it don't even matter no more!

Yeah, I think I got incredibly lucky in that respect. She's not always happy when I have to take a me day, but she doesn't press the issue.

But the decompression thing is also the main reason I always take the Monday following a Con off of work. Not just to catch up on sleep but to have a break from a full weekend of OMGLotsofpeople!

You're talking about cat poop. I can take it...but I'm sure it violates the InterBunny Geneva Convention.

You're talking about cat poop. I can take it...but I'm sure it violates the InterBunny Geneva Convention.

Well at least she's not posting pictures...