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I'm sneezy and coughing today. But I don't feel icky, just sneezy, and my head is a little fuzzy.

I can't get my evaluation finished. I just don't know what to write. I'm not particularly good at assessing some of my own work related strengths and weaknesses-some I'm acutely aware of, and some are much harder for me to see. Still, I need to finish it. It's open in another window, and hopefully I'll get it done today.

The skirt I put on today fits funny. It's bagging at the waist when it didn't before. Which is okay, in one sense, but annoying in another-it's a relatively new piece of clothing and it's not easily altered.

Mixed reviews on sleep this week. I've been worn out and falling asleep for short periods in the evening. I'm managing about 6-7 hours a night, but I've woken up in the middle of the night for the last three nights, because I was too hot and sweaty. Odd, cause that's never happened before, except when I've been sick. Then again, I'm looking forward to the weekend, because that means I'll be able to sleep in. And probably do a few last minute pre-Arisia errands.

And I forgot to bring a scrunchie this morning, which means my hair keeps getting in my face...

Pretty cool...

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Meow?

It's a well documented fact that Beta is not the brightest cat in the world. He amuses some of you with stories about how silly he is. So here's another one.

I got home today and decided to clean the litterboxes. I grab the liners out, take them to the trashpile, come back in the house, wash the boxes out, and put new liners in. I struggle for a few minutes with the bucket of litter, and in the meantime, I've placed the boxes back where they belong and sprinkled them with baking soda. Beta wanders in, and bounces into one. He sniffs, and then hops out, and into the other one. Sniffs again, looks terribly confused and starts to cry. "Something's wrong with this. It's not right." He spent a good five or six minutes, hopping back and forth between the two boxes and crying.

I finally get the lid off the bucket, pour the litter into the boxes and replace the covers. Meanwhile, I've placed the now empty bucket of litter on the floor next to me. Beta knocks it over, climbs in and tries to dig a hole so he can pee.

Confused kitty.