bleh

Today ended the holiday weekend. Holiday weekends are good because my family actually makes money then. Holiday weekends suck because they are *so* much work. I want to sleep in a little ball of sleepy for a day or two, but I have to got to my *real* job tomorrow. bleh.

I'll probably feel better once I shower. I picked up the garbage this afternoon, which I usually don't do. I actually don't mind doing it at all... I always walk it and it is fun that way and good exercise too. But now I feel all grubby and sweaty and some unidentifiable substances dripped on my birks at one point so I'd way like a shower. Plus I think I squished about a thousand gypsy moth caterpillars. The damn things are everywhere.

I just needed to vent. I'm done now.

A day in the life of my cat

This is the conversation I've had with my cat at least six times so far today;

cat: Hey you with the thumbs, open the door.

me: It's raining. You won't like it.

cat: Just open the door and let me out.

me: Fine. (opens door)

cat: WTF! Water is falling from the sky! Bastards!

me: I told you it was raining.

cat: You did this on purpose! Make it stop! Now!

me: I don't control the weather.

cat: Well fine, see if I care, didn't want to go out anyway. (stalks off)

me: (closes door and returns to what she was doing)

Ten minutes later...

cat: Hey, open the door! I wanna go out!

me: (sigh) It's still raining.

cat: Lies! You just don't want to get up.

me: (goes to door, opens it, rain is pouring harder) See still raining.

cat: Damn it all! (stalks off)

Repeat roughly every ten to fifteen minutes. This has been my day. At least it's a distraction from laundry.