Frigging cats.
Then again, today was kind of a miserable day anyway. It was cold, wet, rainy, raw...it would have been the kind of day that one would describe as being perfect for just lazing about in bed where it was nice and comfy.
Too bad I am an evil cat owner and had no qualms about pitching Aya over the side when I need to get up.
Yes, she stayed mad at me for a little while, but that changed when she realized that I had an available lap for the taking.
But, I will say that she did get even with me in a way. Being mindful of food intake usually isn't an issue for me (given what this weekend is and what I'll be doing), but when there are nice thick slices of fresh mozzarella cheese waiting to be reincarnated as grilled cheese sandwiches or else sinfully wonderful chicken patty melts...my resolve was tested a bit...
...And no, I will not disclose whether or not I betrayed my own sense of principle this afternoon.
Tackling another subject altogether, Dest and I finished work on what we needed to get through for the next MxC chapter...now all that remains to be done is actually putting this puppy together and run it through the editing engine a couple of times...
I'm HOPING to have it ready to go by Saturday or Sunday. I might lose Friday as a workday due to that Auntie Faye is coming out for a visit and Mom wants the house vacuumed...
...Which, truth be told, is deseprately needed anyway. I haven't done the floors in SO FRIGGING LONG since my sister and my nephew moved home. But, now that the little guy is gone for at least four hours an afternoon during the school week, it gives me a bigger window of time to actually get stuff cleaned without tripping over him or fighting with him about moving his stuff.
If you're around small children all the time, I daresay you already sympathize with this observation...
Also, just for the record, I would like to point out to the general populace that trying to dye one's hair in small confined places ISN'T a good idea...and that you should warn your roomies when you do in case they happen to mistake the red blotches on the curtains, vanity, sink, and FLOOR for something FAR worse...
Yes, Emerald, I know we all knew you were dying it, but suffice to say I wasn't expecting to see red in certain places.
Finally, on one final note, Halloween lasts an extra hour this year! That's right, Daylight Savings happens THIS Saturday. I personally don't recall another occasion where this particular event happened, but I think it's frigging awesome given the circumstances!
Feel free to run with the ghouls an extra hour this year, then...
Until next!
Comes the epic romance that proves
Love transcends all things
Including the Fourth Wall
Chapter One
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Chapter Two
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Chapter Three
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Chapter Four
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Chapter Five
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Chapter Six
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Chapter Seven
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Chapter Eight
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Chapter Nine
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Chapter Ten
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Chapter Eleven
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Chapter Twelve
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Chapter Thirteen
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Chapter Fourteen
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Chapter Fifteen
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Chapter Sixteen
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Devious Comments
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why is it every time we turn on the news we here something bad happened? report some positive once and a while darn it
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THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PG-RATED TROUBLE!!
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why is it every time we turn on the news we here something bad happened? report some positive once and a while darn it
Ah . . . yes . . . the comfortable sleeping cat gravity increase ability. Still haven't figured out how they do that, but Dan gets stuck under two of them in the morning
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. . . the pilgrims leaped over a bleating sheep creeping knee-deep in a sleepy stream, in which swift and slippery snakes slid and slithered silkily, whispering sinful secrets.
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
Haha...my Dad used to end up with my cat, Nala, between his feet. Whenever he would try to move, she'd give him this look of, "Shift at all and I claw your balls off."
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THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PG-RATED TROUBLE!!
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. . . the pilgrims leaped over a bleating sheep creeping knee-deep in a sleepy stream, in which swift and slippery snakes slid and slithered silkily, whispering sinful secrets.
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PG-RATED TROUBLE!!
Ain't it, though?
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THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PG-RATED TROUBLE!!
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. . . the pilgrims leaped over a bleating sheep creeping knee-deep in a sleepy stream, in which swift and slippery snakes slid and slithered silkily, whispering sinful secrets.
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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