Do you have fluffy hindquarters?

I suppose that's one way to describe them.

Do you leave gold and silver sardines on peoples doorsteps?

Changing a Neko Atsume kitty's name to Dana now.

Today is becoming an exercise in not being able to do much because of other people. Waiting. Getting interrupted to deal with a problem. Technical issues. Equipment unavailable.

Janitors in our office used to move things about randomly. It was frustrating.

Oh man. I was just telling a friend about when I used to work as a temp in my early 20s. I had an assignment for about six months with a host of other people coming in to Blue Cross and processing claims after hours when they were in some sort of crunch.

For one thing, they gave us bonuses (like $5) for getting through the most each shift. Since it wasn't any of our actual jobs, we'd of course cherry pick all the simple and easy ones and leave the complicated stuff for the actual employees. (Except when I'd see a big thick one for like breast cancer, and I'd go through and approve everything no matter what the guidelines said.)

But we also totally ransacked the place, shifting chairs around, rearranging the desks, changing people's radio stations. Not maliciously or as a prank or anything - just a whole bunch of young kids who had never had a real office job and didn't have the slightest inkling how aggravating that must have been. To this day I cringe thinking of what those women had to go through dealing with our thoughtless crap every day when they came in to work.

So I ran over to get food and oh, cleaning the floors was so pointless.

It's super gusty and Loki is running around growling when the wind howls

Aw, sarameg and kitties. Might've been easier on all y'all to get further away from the action, although that would have involved different and maybe greater challenges. Sounds like the work is progressing more or less as expected, though.

I'm pretty tired of not knowing what my reproductive system is going to do this month. Just be on or off already. Also, have very little interest in working today.

The noises next door sure don't help, but I think it's the least of the issues. Loki just wants to goooo hooooooome. Or eat Anna's house plants. Or open shut doors.

Pumpkin, the resilient little thing, has settled in fine, trying out all the furniture, drinking from the toilet, demanding attention.

But dear gawd, the mess at home. They're reputed for leaving it cleaner than found, but I don't see how.

Reports of shots fired on Capital Hill.

AP: "BREAKING: Capitol officials say 1 Capitol police officer shot, not seriously, shooter in custody."

Phew.

And Sheryl's news is way better D.C. news!