WHY must that man always want to discuss that damned car of his at 1:00 in the morning? Now he’s asleep and I’m awake, and once again I am NOT a happy camper.
That settles it. I’m blowing up the car repair shop AND shooting him. THEN maybe I’ll get some sleep. Or at least be able to leave the CAPS key alone for a while.
I get the impression that Mr. Squirrel pays far more regular visits to the balcony than I was aware of. The cats seem to have Mr. Squirrel’s routine down cold though, even though I don’t. It was the Professor who noted yesterday that Mr. Squirrel must be paying a repeat visit, because the ACfH was…
RE: SWAM’s comment of yesterdayNope, stopping at song 52 yesterday doesn’t mean I’m a year younger. It means that I wanted to save the last song for a page by itself. I figured that framing this song by itself would give it a better than average chance of being played by whoever visits. Nearly a…
The damned feet are still out there. So much to the lazy Salamander approach to dismembered clean-up.
I finally got something approximating a good night’s sleep last night. Granted, that means that I got six hours rather than three or four, but it is an improvement! I’m just doing a countdown to the weekend now, when I can stay in bed and doze until I’m sated. Kitten was in a strange mind-set…
Kitten from Hell continues to recuperate, although she’s worrying me a bit. She seems comfortable, and she’s active, but she’s off her food. The only time I saw her eat well this weekend was when she got sick about five minutes later. I’ll just continue to keep an eye on her, but if there’s ANY…
I continually underestimate The Prof [insert head hung in shame here]. He got things fixed with the apartment management this morning, and they’ve agreed to extend our lease for an additional month, which is all we need to accomplish the move. No penalties, no grief, no problems. The Prof brought the paperwork over for me…