Also, I thought I’d lost a different SG1 song, and it turns out I haven’t. I’ll have to construct a new tune for the verse, but the chorus (the most important part of the song) is still firmly lodged.
Yesterday was an editing as opposed to writing day, but I still ploughed through some stuff on section 2, mostly in the “minions find the hologrammic skeleton” section. I also did laundry, cleaned up cat puke and cat litter, baked a banana cake, ran the dishwasher, talked to a bunch of my friends on the phone and drank far too much coffee.
I think it’s possible I had the CPAP on for as much as four hours last night. I get very dry eyes and it’s hard to swallow.
Buster is just as affectionate as ever. Apparently he enjoys my skritches. He has learned how to scoot his ass across the floor to scratch his bum where the surgery was, since it probably still itches like fury, and whenever he does it I burst out laughing, for never did I see a cat so locomote. He can get up quite a turn of speed. When he still had the cone on he was dreaming about cleaning himself in his sleep. (Paw twitching, tongue coming dreamily out in licking motions). He has finally policed himse’f up to the point he no longer smells, which is probably a relief to everyone. He’s still pestering Margot, and yet they sleep in the same room, every day.
I will be getting chicken and chili ingredaments today for my various activities today – Jeff got home from various work related stuff so late I didn’t feel like going out. Kids are going to Victoria, yay! My mOm is kvelling herself into a little groove there, I’m quite sure.
