The cat wants to sleep with Anthony, not with me

[rolanni]

The cream cheese I opened with great anticipation this morning -- had blueberries in it.  I am a purist when it comes to cream cheese.

With neither Steve nor I nor any cat near it, Steve's (full) coffee mug went over, soaking the tablecloth, Steve's breakfast and the pile of side papers.

I completely lost track of the fact that there's this thing called "temporal progression" by which our lives are ruled, and missed my yoga class.

The sixteen-year-old, Marden's Special air conditioner is noisily dying the death.

The weatherbeans are calling 86F/30C and bad air today (though not as bad as the air along the southern coast, which wins its very own little orange warning triangle on Wunderground).  See imminent death of air conditioner, above.

The item I expected to arrive in today's mail. . .didn't.

The business correspondence is stacking up, and I need one answer from someone who is not answering their email in order to deal with any of them.

The fluorescent bulb in the desk lamp is starting to flicker.  And I don't think I remembered to stock in a replacement bulb.

I need to file.  No, I really need to file.

On the plus side, I did get it together to order in a ceramic cat fountain, which I've been meaning to do for months.  Scrabble will be pleased.

We have a road trip coming up over the weekend, when it's supposed to be cooler.  That'll be nice.

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*From "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day," by Judith Viorst, one of my favorite stories ever, including as it does the most pathetic complaint in All of Literature:  The cat wants to sleep with Anthony, not with me.

Comments

[attilathepbnun.livejournal.com]

I most sincerely hope Maine stays cooler than Connecticut for you! At least until the air conditioner is fixed or replaced ....

[reedrover]

I absolutely adored Alexander. "I think I'll run away to Australia!" is a refrain in my family.

[mbarker.livejournal.com]

Just don't turn those blueberries in to the Fruit of the Loom gang! Do you have any idea what it takes to turn chubby, healthy fruit into flat, white, stretchy underwear? I don't blame those blueberries for running and hiding in your cream cheese at all! The real question, though, is where did the rest of the fruit escape to? Are they hiding behind the milk carton? Or in the butter? Or...

Obviously I need my morning tea.

[attilathepbnun.livejournal.com]

*offers soothing tea*

Steve's mugs

[catherine ives (from livejournal.com)]

I see that the poltergeists have been attacking Steve's mug. I am bothered by a whole pack of them who hide and move things.

It's incredibly hot here too.
And....there's no accounting for he decisions that cats make I understand. Dogs are more understandable in my opinion.

The horrible bad story book

[catherine ives (from livejournal.com)]

Was able to find a copy of that horrible bad day story for kids on amazon. Am pleased. by the way I live out in the middle of no where in UT. Nearest large bookstore 70 miles away. hence the Amazon thing.

Re: The horrible bad story book

[filkferengi]

You might try paperbackswap dot com. They also have dvd- and cd-swapping sites. It's a lovely way to turn clutter in your house into either new clutter in your house or clutter in someone else's house [you can have stuff shipped either to you or anywhere in the USA for free].