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Cat Naps
Wednesday, May 7th, 2008

I am so tired. I didn’t sleep well last night, and I think it was mainly due to the fact I knew I had a presentation to do today that I wasn’t sure I, or the rest of the group was ready for. In the end it wound up going okay. It could have been better, but all things considered I’m just glad that it’s over.

When I came home, Smokey, my cat, was crashed out on my bed. That seems to be his new favorite napping place. It must be wonderful being a cat and being able to sleep all day long. He’s so fat and lazy, though. When I lived with my mom, she bought this two tier thing with pet beds on the top and bottom. I think Sammie, my sister’s cat, was the only one to venture onto the thing, and I think even now she’d be the only one who would even be close to fitting on it. They were pretty small, though. They were probably made for kittens, which clearly none of them are now. Emmy, my mom’s cat, is basically all fur while Smokey is mostly blubber.

Speaking of, Smokey is scratching at my door, so I’m either going to go let him in or throw him outside. I haven’t decided which.

Pull Down the Shades
Saturday, July 7th, 2007

I slept until one o’clock today. That makes me sound insanely lazy, but I was just so tired. I cracked my eyes open once around ten or so, groaned and rolled over the other way and promptly passed back out again. I don’t remember other concerts being this exhausting, but then again I was younger the last time I went to one. Maybe I’m just getting old. It’s not completely implausible.

I’m just glad Smokey, my cat, didn’t decide to barge in my room and bother me today like he did yesterday morning. I have shades on my windows, and he likes to get over half on the window seat and half on my bed because it’s right by the window and stick his head between the shades and the window and look out. Well, I have my radio on the window seat and the antenna was pulled out, but it had fallen over, and somehow Smokey got the shade pulled around behind the antenna, leaving an open view outside for himself, but the sun shining directly in my face. I don’t know whether I should congratulate the cat on being smart enough to do something like that or what. I’ve wondered if maybe I should just get blinds for my windows instead. It might make it harder for Smokey to let the sun in while I’m trying to sleep. Of course, if he’s smart enough to use the antenna to hold the shades back, he might be able to work out something with the blinds too. Hmm …

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