My UPS guy comes at night.

I'm imagining this being said by a disheveled little girl wearing a combat helmet.

My UPS pick-up place is pretty convenient; it's just a couple miles from work and they're open till 7 on weeknights. But if they return packages to the sender immediately now, that doesn't help me.

I found the names of various UPS bigwigs at the main office in Atlanta, so I think I'm going to print out the novella-length email exchange I've had with customer service and send it there, so they can blow me off more efficiently. I'm also going to to contact Amazon & Zappos & some other companies to explain that since they don't offer any other carriers, and UPS effectively refuses to deliver to me, I won't be able to shop with them anymore.

I totally understand how Ahab felt now.

Where did you go to pickup? I hate UPS pickups, because although there's a depot near me, I'd have to go downtown to get my package. NSM. For Fedex I only have to go as far as Manhattan Beach.

In Van Nuys, at the private airport I like to call the "Alias Airport." (To myself, because no one cares.)

Hour 15 of packaging madness. And the kittens in happier times.

t /the internet is run by and for cats.

But if they return packages to the sender immediately now, that doesn't help me.

Yeah, that's ridiculous. Go get 'em!

ION, I just scared the crap out of my minion by asking her to come into my office. Really, I just wanted to talk about her officemate's going-away party! I think she thought she was getting fired. Because she's nuts.

I love how the one is sleeping ON the other's head.

q-tips are probably Devi's favorite toy ever.

My mother once had a kitten that would fetch ... but only crumpled up cellophane wrappers. She'd really fetch - my mother would toss the cellophane and the kitten would scamper after it and bring it back to her and wait for her to toss it again.

My sister had a cat that loved to play fetch with the rubber bands that she'd get wrapped around the day's newspaper. She'd shoot it across the room, Penguin would scramble over and pick it up, and then she'd bring it back to Kris and drop it at her feet.

She had to be careful, though, and make sure that Penguin didn't swallow it.

Timelies all!

The cats play with everything. Catnip toys, the remains of a Cat Dancer(at this point it's just a piece of wire with one lone bit of paper), the humans, each other....

I just wish UPS/FedEX would deliver to the local shops that are UPS/FedEx brand. There's one of each within a couple blocks of me, but they won't do that. I mean, that is to say, if I can't get the package for some reason, they won't leave it there, they have to leave it at the main place, which is in bumfuck and only open useless hours.

Immanuel and Kripkat fetch with their toys. Yesterday morning I was lying on my stomach on the couch and Kripkat dropped a mouse on my back, thinking that would be a good time for me to throw it. I declined.