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Three cats who were outside are now inside. (Two of whom, weren't supposed to be outside.)

Finished yesterday's yardwork and then went shopping with Mom. 'Scuse me while I die.

Yardwork happened today. So much for yesterday's shower.

Last night, power went out for just long enough to turn stuff (like my computer) off, so I decided to take the hint and go to bed.

I got to lay in the neighbor's driveway, shaking a bag of treats at Carrie to get her to come out from under one of their cars. That was... fun.

Cleopatra's been home from the vet for not even five minutes, and she's escaped my room twice.

It only took the Conclave two days to pick a new pope. That was quick.

Cleopatra is in to lose her baby-making bits. I am eating food from Subway because 1. it's been ages since I've gotten anything from there and 2. hungry enough to feel ill.

She lost a third kitten. I am tired of burying tiny bodies.

A chopper keeps flying low over my neighborhood and stressing the fuck out of me and the cats/kittens.

I just buried one of Arsinoe's kittens. That brings them down to four.

Welp. Arsinoe was supposed to be spayed on the seventh. She decided to have her babies today.

Scamp is at the vet. Tomorrow, he loses his balls.

The good: I mopped the kitchen floor, which desperately needed it. The bad: My period started last night and ooh, am I feeling it now.

My knee is currently hating me for committing the great crime of going up the stairs.

The power went out for a couple of hours. From the way it acted before it stayed off, I'd guess someone hit something.

I kept waking up last night. My back was not happy. >_<

Help. I had just been doing yardwork for a bit and am melting and Leia and Carrie are after me.

Supper tonight is KFC, because Mom either forgot or didn't realize today was Easter. >_>

I have switched to shorts for the year. This was brought on by the simple task of cleaning a couple of litterboxes having me dripping with sweat. @.@

Paused a song before going afk for a couple of minutes and apparently, I paused it right before 'you son of a bitch'. Okay, then.

I just mopped in the kitchen (which badly needed it). I didn't do the whole floor, just the worst parts. After I've had a breather, I'll decide if I want to do another round of mopping.

Spent some time getting up roots and sticks in the backyard today. We made a decent amount of progress.

Apparently, Boots likes Mark, well enough. As in, he already let him hold and brush him, etc. ...But he isn't eating.

Boots is supposed to be going to a new home today. I have mixed feelings.

New septic tank is being put in. Unfortunately, a tree had to be removed, because even if one of the new lines wasn't apparently going straight through the middle under it, it'd need removed because of the roots.

Apparently, I was more tired than I thought. I laid down for a nap, intending to be out for a couple of hours and was out for at least three.

Scamp is crying in the bathroom. I have no idea why.

My brain wouldn't shut up so I could sleep. So here I am.

Hopefully, the thunderstorms are done for a few hours.