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15 Wednesday Mar 2006

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I was cranky when I woke up to J’s alarm because it’s an obnoxious sound, but then Miss Kitten came and patted my arm as if to say she understood , and purred when I rubbed her tummy. Then it wasn’t so bad.

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13 Monday Mar 2006

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J is currently having a conversation with Miss Kitten. Whenever he goes into the bathroom she’ll go in with him and sit on the bathmat – which she has decided has been put there for her convenience – and talks. This cat has a huge range of “words” and when J talks back it becomes quite the conversation. One day I ought to record them.

19 Tuesday Oct 2004

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Need sleep.

BOTH of the damn cats are in heat, or some semblance of, so that they’re both yowling all night. Now that I’m up and having breakfast and showered, they’re silent. Why? Why is this so?

Having major ISSUES with my research outline. None of my inter-library loan things are going to be here in time – IF they even come. So now I’m going to have to go back to the library after work. Bah.

SO to make myself feel a little better, I’m watching an episode of Dead Like Me before I have to drag my sorry butt out the door. I love the opening sequence, with all the grim reapers doing ‘normal’ things

16 Friday Nov 2001

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Well, I am going to go to sleep now. I think I’ve had a long enough day. Haha. It’s only ten thirty and I’m thinking about sleep. This is no longer new for me. I have no idea how I used to stay up until 3 every night.. It must be a first year thing. Anyway, I only have 500 or so words left for my essay, which I can do once I’ve found my brain where ever it is. It’s probably hiding under the bed with all the dust bunnies and lost pennies. Oh yeah, and the sole black sock I’ve been looking for for ever, and those catnip toys we bought for the kitten and she hid. I think she has a stash, that one. I’m missing too many things for her not to have one. Some kitties are pack rats and I have no doubt that Cinder could be one of those. Hey, she watches tv. I’ve never seen a cat watch TV. She sits on the arm of the hide-a-bed we have and she watches whatever it is that we have on. Even Super Mario. I think she likes being part of the family. Hehe, she’s draped over the edge of the bed right now. I bet that as soon as John and I crawl into bed she’ll be all energized and want to play again. John doesn’t believe me when I tell him that she gets mad when he leaves in the morning. He really is her favourite, I think it’s so cute, she whines at me for a good twenty minutes before she goes back to attacking my feet or whatever moves under the covers. Well, I’m amused anyway.

Well, this is it, I promise. Good night!