There's nothing like forgetting your heart meds to make a Tuesday seem like a Thursday. Odds of me actually staying up for House tonight: slim. Gah. I used to hit 4, 5 am without blinking. I coulda been a contendah.
Strangely enough, we're apparently inheriting two "feral" kittens at the new house. Now I have to come up with names for them. I'm leaning towards "F*ck" and "Not Again."
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