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Oct. 31st, 2018 02:30 pmI take back being glad the Drama Llama was out earlier this week, because he was out for a death in his family.
Progress, our most important product: Lily becomes Radioactive Cat on Nov 13, comes home again on Nov 17 and goes into quarantine downstairs for two weeks. I was debating about keeping her at Angell until the quarantine was over, but I decided that 20 minutes of me per day and confined to one room for two weeks was better than 20 minutes of strangers per day and confined to a cage for two weeks. At least it smells somewhat familiar downstairs, and she can have the food dishes she's used to and the towel she likes to lie on in the bookshelf. And I'll even put it back in the bookshelf when she comes back upstairs.
Still waiting to hear from the dive shop, but since the stuff I ordered is three different items coming from three different places, I'm not massively shocked. I am, however, sort of expecting to hear from them today, just because it's Wednesday and making time to go pick up gear before chorus would mean I wouldn't have any time for dinner. If it doesn't happen today, I bet it will happen next Wednesday, or the next time it's pouring rain all day.
I don't know what the hell I did to my left shoulder, but it's been in spasm for two days now. At least it's narrowed itself down so that only the spot in spasm actually hurts (or maybe the Advil I took yesterday shut up everything else in the vicinity), but it does hurt, and it's been hurting for two days, and I'd like it to stop that.
Progress, our most important product: Lily becomes Radioactive Cat on Nov 13, comes home again on Nov 17 and goes into quarantine downstairs for two weeks. I was debating about keeping her at Angell until the quarantine was over, but I decided that 20 minutes of me per day and confined to one room for two weeks was better than 20 minutes of strangers per day and confined to a cage for two weeks. At least it smells somewhat familiar downstairs, and she can have the food dishes she's used to and the towel she likes to lie on in the bookshelf. And I'll even put it back in the bookshelf when she comes back upstairs.
Still waiting to hear from the dive shop, but since the stuff I ordered is three different items coming from three different places, I'm not massively shocked. I am, however, sort of expecting to hear from them today, just because it's Wednesday and making time to go pick up gear before chorus would mean I wouldn't have any time for dinner. If it doesn't happen today, I bet it will happen next Wednesday, or the next time it's pouring rain all day.
I don't know what the hell I did to my left shoulder, but it's been in spasm for two days now. At least it's narrowed itself down so that only the spot in spasm actually hurts (or maybe the Advil I took yesterday shut up everything else in the vicinity), but it does hurt, and it's been hurting for two days, and I'd like it to stop that.
