Gawd, again here I am, getting up late, running late, sleeping late and having no time to update. On the other hand, if I just skip it 'til tonight, I'll be three days behind instead of the two that I am now, and I'll lose the last of my patient, long-suffering readers.

Yesterday was a day of such sloth that I feel ashamed to describe it in any way. But describe it I shall, because otherwise my mind is a blank.

I sat in my jammies all day, all day, I say! I slept until noon, talked to my mom on the phone, and cleared out my email box. Does that mean that I answered mail or caught up on lists? Nope, it means that I read all this piled up notify mail, and also the entries themselves. I caught up with Karawynn and bgirl and Jackie! I checked my Pollstar notifies! That mailbox now only has 129 emails in it, mostly one time only things where people have mentioned journals to check out and stuff like that.

I felt far more as though I had accomplished something than a person still in her pyjamas at 5p ever should.

I also clipped them bad kitties' toenails for the first time ever!

I always thought that people who bathed their cats and cut their nails were just, basically, big weirdos who want to see what the inside of a hospital looks like, but it has been occurring to me lately that my cats all have giant, curved talons, that you can hear them click as they walk across the floor, and that I have way too many scratches and puncture wounds from when they insist on digging their claws into me and hauling themselves up.

And suddenly I realized why people clip their cat's toenails.

The only thing I knew was not to clip down to where you saw the pink, because that's blood, so I grabbed the paw of whomever was sitting on my lap at the moment and started a-clippin'.

All the cats had the exact same reaction--the first paw was ignored, the second paw started to get a little "Hey, what exactly do you think you are doing?" and for the two back paws they needed to be locked in the bathroom and wrapped in a towel.

But it's amazing, blunt claws are so the way to go! They hurt each other less when they fight, and I don't have to put a blanket on my lap when Elvis wants to sit there and knead. I cannot believe that it has taken me 15 years with these cats to figure that out. I guess I'm a slow learner.

By the way, I still need a place to stay in London for only six days in March. C'mon, people, doesn't anyone want me to darken their doors? Puleeze?

Today's horoscope:
Your monetary concerns today revolve around taking care of those near and dear to you. Security is an important financial focus.

One year ago today:
'Why have you jut changed your entire character and blocking and threw your fellow actors out the window during the show?'

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