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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
CAT.
Heh. Yeah, Amarna let me know when she thought it was dinnertime (three hours before I thought it was) by jumping on the dining room table and knocking everything off of it. Luckily, it was just a few greeting cards, plastic bags, and a plastic bottle of calcium pills, so nothing broke. This means she'll expect to get fed at noon tomorrow (she seems to be on a 21-hour feeding cycle on the weekends now).
Oh and I think Mister Kitty has a secret pill pocket in his mouth. I pilled him and spent the next 20 minute or so in the room with him, cleaning. I just went up there again, and there was a pill on the bed. Which hadn't been there the 20 minutes I was in there. And wasn't especially digested. He's got weird superpowers.
Jello in slow motion. Seriously hypnotic.
I just put apple crisp in the oven.
I should therefore be cleaning the kitchen, but somehow that isn't happening.
I just got home from work and am now trapped by acat. At least I have an iPhone, but I might just have to nap
I have sent out one round of bills.
I have put new tires on the car.
I have done laundry for the week. I have CLEANED THE GODDAMN TOILET.
This "grownup responsibility" thing is FOR THE BIRDS.
I spent the morning with my mother, where I clipped the dog's nails, swept & mopped the floors, ordered a wheelchair, and scrubbed the cabinets. Then I ran some errands and took a nap and took the dog for a walk.
And now I'm going out to see my BIL play saxophone for an amateur funk band at some warehouse in the Mission. I would rather, frankly, stay home and sleep. Ah, well.
Yummmm, apple crisp. That's sounds delicious! (I've been craving something sweet all day long, but am currently eating crab cakes with aioli sauce instead. I'll have a clementine before bed for my sweet fix.)