Meh...

[mousme]

So I'm meeting the person I talked about in this post in about ten minutes in Central Station. I have my copy of Don Quixote in case she's late. It's a drier read than I thought it would be.

Then I'll go home, feed all six cats, watch a few episodes of The Pretender, and collapse in a tired heap and go to bed.

I am absurdly pleased that Grimshackle did not, in fact, run away in horror the minute I stepped through the door this morning, but in fact waited a good minute and a half before running away in horror. This is progress.

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[chasingthenuns.livejournal.com]

i missed something. 6 cats?

[joane.livejournal.com]

She's catsitting two for her downstairs neighbors/landlady.

Hey Mousme - any chance we can come over and harass your four on the 1st of Jan, before we go and do whatever it is we end up doing? I'm *completely* starved for catattention (my dad gave his two away, and my mom hasn't gotten a new one since hers passed away).

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Gah. My home is in no fit state for visitors. I can try to do a mad cleaning spree on the 31st, but I have other things to get done that day as well. Can we talk at Mackayhotep's and see where things are at that point?

[joane.livejournal.com]

No! No cleaning sprees on our account. We shall venture out into the Big Blue Room instead. :)

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Egads! The one with no ceiling? How adventurous!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

I'm also working on a Delaney post which will take us to a few moments before the post in which I'll kill her off tomorrow. Plenty of room for other people to do stuff and react and all that, but I only have 24 hours in which to kill her off dramatically. ;)

[mousme.livejournal.com]

My neigbours are away for a few days, so I'm taking care of their two precious lumpkins while they're gone. :)

[chasingthenuns.livejournal.com]

I skimmed the days I was away because there was so much, so I must have missed that.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Nah, I don't think I actually mentioned it. :)

[silly-imp.livejournal.com]

A minute and a half! Woop. He must like you!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

He must. Well, he and I have a thing wherein he forgets that he likes me and runs away in screaming fits, then remembers and comes back to make nice later on, as long as no one is being too loud. :)