That is all.

:(

Thought I had something to say, got distracted, been staring at this blank page for like 4 hours.

I'll try again tomorrow. In the meantime:

Theseus: "Imagine how much more interesting this English paper would be if I were drinking!"

Yes.

I need a new job before my head explodes. Any suggestions? I'm thinking I could be a rodeo clown, a meth dealer (there's probably a recipe on the internet, right?), the person who rings the bell for the Salvation Army at Christmastime, a hand model for gloves being sold online, or a cat whisperer. I'm really only qualified to be the last one.

:/

I really do hate my job, though. That part wasn't a joke.

Last night I had a bad dream: I went into the basement to take care of the laundry I'd left there for several weeks and found a rat had made a nest in the clothes that were in the dryer.

There's a lesson in there somewhere, I think.

"You thought wrong," said my laptop.

:(

Here, there, everywhere; I was doing a little of this, a little of that. I had places to go, people to see. I was running around like a chicken without a head.

I was late, I was late, for a very important date - no time to say hello/goodbye, I was late, I was late, I was late!

No, really.
    

I think we might need to break up. It's like you don't even know me.
    

If 4 cats = 42 lbs

And baby = 20 lbs

Then 4 cats + baby + my lap = NO!

There is no room for all of you in my lap!