Er... what?
I just got back from doing some laundry, because from time to time one must do such things. I was the only one in the laundromat, and while I was folding laundry at the table nearest the door, a complete stranger passing by on the sidewalk suddenly poked his head in and asked, "Hey- you're not single, are you?"
Possibly I just don't spend enough time in the company of other humans, but this struck me as strange.
In other news, my cats have taken to sleeping in a line stretching from one side of the bed to the other, rather like this:
[If you were expecting anything other than a bad cell phone picture, you probably haven't been reading my journal for long.]
Which makes it more or less impossible for me to stretch my legs out without dislodging or at the very least discomfiting a cat. It is, in fact, very much like being short-sheeted every single night.
Possibly I just don't spend enough time in the company of other humans, but this struck me as strange.
In other news, my cats have taken to sleeping in a line stretching from one side of the bed to the other, rather like this:
[If you were expecting anything other than a bad cell phone picture, you probably haven't been reading my journal for long.]
Which makes it more or less impossible for me to stretch my legs out without dislodging or at the very least discomfiting a cat. It is, in fact, very much like being short-sheeted every single night.