Once again, I have a cat in my lap.
Before I took my shower this morning, my cat was looking longingly up at me as if she wanted to leap into my arms for some serious petting. Problem was that I was all ready to get into the shower and was therefore naked, and my cat is very good about steering clear of me when I don't have clothes on (her claws and my unprotected skin = not a good thing, which I trained her on the first week I had her).
Maybe Bill O'Reilly secretly wants to gay marry a penguin. Which we'll all be allowed to do once the Gay Marriage Oh Noes comes to pass.
Loki is in serious noodge mode. First, he kept nipping my calves because I wasn't giving him food fast enough. Then he was trying to knock over the food tubs, then bury the cat dishes. Over and over and over and over. He's persistent. It's noisy. I'm sure the neighbors wonder what the hell the clattering is (in burying the dishes, he repeatedly knocks it. On the wood floors.)
has anyone yet linked to the meatwad dress?
Also, I'd love a non explicit Boom Boom Pow version too please!
The meat dress is seriously clever. And revolting.
In theory, you could cure the meat (IIRC, it's pastrami) to the toughness of leather, in which case it's not nearly so gross-sounding.
Oh, and I got my globe today! The globe itself is the bronzey metallic shades. Awesome!
Which was a nice change of pace for today.
I'm happy to report my godboss seems to be feeling better. I'm hoping it means his prognosis is better. I can tell because I had to answer increasingly more terse emails from him. He is not happy, and I don't blame him.
Ooh, I could sic him on Allyson! He's very good at not accepting any excuses.