Hi, Gris, good to see you. Congrats on the successful apartment hunting.

Hey Epic. It's good to see you, too. Sorry to hear about your coworker - definitely sending ~ma for him.

Harvey is once again snuggled up with me inside my shawl, purring up a storm. I dunno what he's going to do when it's too warm for this. Guess I'll have to find that baby-wearing website and make a sling for him.

OMG, Vortex. He reminds me of a line from Friends. Chandler looks at Joey and says, "Why don't you fall down more?"

Is there anyway you can fire him?

Today at school has been fairly decent. Testing all morning wherein I had to do absolutely nothing. Now I have lunch and my plan period back to back (which isn't normal, but due to odd testing schedule happens today). Then I teach 1 class. My last class of the day is my special students and they catch the bus earlier than the others, so I'll be going down to their room to help them pack up for the day. That's it.

Considering the last month has well and truly blown, a slow day is a godsend.

I spent most of the morning grading papers and job hunting.

Well, I talked to his work study supervisor, who asked me to give him another chance. I told him that he has one week to complete the project. If he can't do it in the hours he's scheduled, then he needs to make time somewhere else.

Hey WS, good to be seen. Your post about Harvey makes me regret how allergic I am to my cats now. Not so allergic I'd get rid of them - I had the cats before I had the allergies - but I do have to keep them at arm's length (or leg's - Domino has learned to love having his belly rubbed by my foot). But I miss being able to cuddle.

Yay for a chill day, ChiKat. I was thinking of you recently - I just found out I'm going to a Civil War reenactment with friends this weekend, and though I have some period garb, I don't have that period. For two seconds I thought, "I could borrow something from ChiKat!", then the reality of half a continent between our locales and the impracticality of dropping hoopskirts in the mail asserted themselves. At least half the group isn't going in garb, I'll just be aligning myself with them for this trip. Have you done anything antebellum-y lately?

Vortex, good luck and try not to kill him. (There's probably something in the company ethics policy about murder, no matter how justified.)

Thou shalt not blow pot smoke into the face of thy pets!

True. Although a roommate in college had a Siamese that was the biggest stoner -- she would exhale a hit, and the cat would just about crawl in her mouth, sniffing away and then yowl plaintively for her belly to the rubbed.

The cat, not the roomma...well, I dunno. Said roomie DID set her bed on fire during sex.

I remember you crying the first time you went to bob length, but now you know how good it looks on you.

I have finally accepted this, David. If I curl my front hair just a leetle, it keeps a perfect flapper-like front curl aiming at my nose on both sides. It looks pretty damned cute dyed fuck-you red under a beret with a circle brooch pinned to the temple.

Hey Emily! Why doncha drive up here for the weekend and go see Watchmen with us? I'm making lasagna!!!

If I curl my front hair just a leetle, it keeps a perfect flapper-like front curl aiming at my nose on both sides. It looks pretty damned cute dyed fuck-you red under a beret with a circle brooch pinned to the temple.

Bay-bee! That sounds very fetching indeed.

Although a roommate in college had a Siamese that was the biggest stoner -- she would exhale a hit, and the cat would just about crawl in her mouth, sniffing away and then yowl plaintively for her belly to the rubbed.

Gee, mine does the same if I'm sucking on a peppermint mint! She's just a 'nip junkie, I guess (same family as mint).

My kitty does that after I brush my teeth. I don't think she likes catnip, though.

And she always wants her belly rubbed. If I'm just petting her, she'll try to move her back legs around my hand/wrist, to direct my hand to her belly.

The cat liked catnip, too. All the cats I've lived with except one have liked it. The one...well, it might as well have been basil.

My cats now don't like any type of smoke, but will walk through fire for some nip.

Bay-bee! That sounds very fetching indeed. Thanks, hon! I have nothing better to do than get all dolled up to walk to the tobacco store right now. It's fun, but I need to go somewhere with someone to be fetched.

Although the fetching is all play and no lay at this point in my recovery. I admit, I am curious about the post-hysterectomy sex thang. What will change? Anything? Nothing? My doctor said orgasm shouldn't be affected, but who knows? Does anyone have any first-hand or good info on this? I am physically not ready at all to, er, ask myself these questions, but I am a bit wondery.