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My day thus far has been one of those static screen-saver days that I seem to need every so often; the ones that are for recharging and recovery and restoration, and are worth their weight in gold, but aren't necessarily the most pleasant things in the world to weather. They are, after all, defined by their stasis; they are an absence of ( Read more... )

My mother came over this evening to assemble the new cat tree that I purchased for my bedroom (because the cats have a pathological need to be high, you see, and I oblige them whenever it doesn't entirely inconvenience me). Now, this tree was manufactured by the people who made the creamy beige tree that's in my living room. It was on deep ( Read more... )

* It takes me approximately five hours to eat a pomegranate. I find this really fairly awesome, as it becomes both a tasty treat and a puzzlebox that doesn't cause the Cenobites to rise up out of the floor and tote me away to my eternal suffering. A win-win situation! The hardest part is definitely getting the damn things started, though; it ( Read more... )

Lilly, when she was smaller -- much, much smaller -- used to sleep either on the pillow next to my head, or draped across my throat like a fuzzy scarf that would occasionally purr. This was adorable, except when it interfered with my ability to breathe. Cats do not stay small forever, and as Kate frequently reminds me, Lilly is essentially ( Read more... )

I am typing this despite having a Lilly cunningly placed to limit mobility to not one arm, but both (as well as rendering me incapable of getting out of my computer chair if I wanted to). She's very, very happy that I'm home. Very, very happy. I, too, am very, very happy that I'm home ( Read more... )

1) Slept for shit ( Read more... )

Recently, I've been not silent, exactly, but a good bit quieter than is my norm. This has led to some really fascinating questions about what's going on -- fascinating because dude, I thought it was all pretty transparent! Still, here's the breakdown ( Read more... )

It's been a productive Sunday here in the heart of the chaos, largely because my dictatorial to-do list demands my full attention (and includes such handy instructions as 'ink' and 'scan,' thus highly increasing the odds of my actually doing any of it). I'm getting things done! I'm packing things to mail! I'm pissing off the cats an average of ( Read more... )

I have finally found a way to keep Nyssa from sleeping on my laptop keyboard (and consequentially screwing things nineteen flavors of up ( Read more... )