Kitten is using all litterboxes. Which, yay! I don't need to find a place for a third. And I already scoop once a day. Except I don't know how the grownups will react. Please no accidents.
Yes, I have no life. Would you rather me bitch about my work disaster as I have been?
Fuck, I made a typo in my name on my SW ticket. This is gonna get me special treatment by TSA, isn't it? (Doubled a letter.) Maybe the cc people will correct it?
eta: whoo. Despite the passenger name being whacky, the reservation is in my correct name. Still might be a case for the stupid TSA inanity, but the ticket will be fine.
I was thinking that Tim Robbins is aging beautifully. But I'm partial to him.
I once planned on a mountainous theme for cats. Or villainesses. Which is how I ended up with Nanda Devi rather than Millificent. (I read a book about a climber named after this mountain, who died on it. Made an impression. As did all the other climbing books I read. Not a climber, but had exposure to that.)
And then...Mister Kitty.
So I don't know. Can't name this one Chomolungma. Or K2. Or Pike. And he's too floppy/clumsy for a Spidey.
Quantum of Solace
is
the dumbest movie title ever.
I have a fruit fly infestation, and the solution I got off the web (plate of balsamic with soap to eff up the surface tension) doesn't seem to be making the difference. Irritating.
I use apple cider vinegar and it's worked very well.
90210 didn't make us wait to find out
who Kelly's Baby Daddy is
! SO GLAD.