If I could ask my cat Emmie one question...

If I could ask my cat Emmie one question...



... it would be this: "Why, oh why do you always get one -- and only ONE -- piece of cat kibble in your water, every single time I change it?"

*shakes head*

Working on Hardy Boys and listening to a TLC special about a baby with two heads on the studio TV. Interesting stuff indeed.

Quiz gacked from ravyne_hawke

You are a Scholar. You could be Wiccan or Pagan,
Reconstructionist or Gnostic, Jew or Muslim.
But whatever your path, it's pretty clear
you're by no means a Fluffy Bunny. Stop taking
silly quizzes and go out there and educate
people, would ya??


How fluffy a Pagan are you?
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Gah! The clock! GAH!

My alarm clock CLAIMED it's about 9 am.

Every other clock in the house claims it's noon.

GAHHHHHHHH!

Note to self: Change batteries in the alarm clock. *grimace*

*comes home, eats sandwiches, dies... film at 11*

Actually, it's more like "go to bellydancing class, work ass off, buy a bellydancing music CD, drag self home with aching back and legs, run a hot Epson salts bath, soak for 15 minutes, pull self out, make sandwiches and salad, eat, update LiveJournal ;-) then GO TO BED."

I'm bloody exhausted, maybe too exhausted to work any more on Hardy Boys today (in spite of the fact that I told Jim I'd have finished pages to him today... bad Laurie, no biscuit!). And now that the alarm clock (with new battery) seems to be working, I could collapse onto the pillow tonight and get up early tomorrow, getting a shitload of work done before the Witches Meetup get-together tomorrow evening.

In the meantime, here's a really cool article snagged from GAFF:

Millions of Tiny Spiders Spin Mystery in a British Columbia Clover Field -- with pictures!

The GAFF thread is well worth checking out, also. ;-)