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Hell hath no fury like three cats who want to destroy things. I swept up half a bag of kitty litter off the pantry floor last night after they knocked it over, tore a hole in it and romped through the ensuing spillage, and they chewed a hole in the dry-food bag. You'd think they were mad about something. I hope the laundry I dumped on the bed this morning stays unscathed.

Speaking of laundry, I'm back around to the beginning again. Part of the reason it takes me so long to do all the laundry is because I'm sick of trying to keep the cats in on the way out and chasing them up and down the stairs when they get out while I'm coming in. Their favorite tactic is for two of them to get out, and then when I catch those two and drop them back in, the third gets out. I go get the third and dump that one back in, and the first two get out again. I holler "ARGH", go get the first two one at a time, fling them back down the hallway when I get them in, and stomp around being annoyed.


I now have a way to contact a plumber about the bathtub drain. Unfortunately, Hillary leaves on Thursday for her sister's college graduation, I leave Friday night for the wedding, I come back on Sunday, leave again on Monday and come home Thursday, and Hillary comes back on Tuesday. So, the earliest possible day I could get the plumber there when one of us is home is next Tuesday. Sigh. Not to mention the fact that plumbers don't work for free and I just spent a gazillion dollars on train tickets. Getting out of Boston will be good, but it's going to put a dent in my finances.

Complete change of subject...last night I finally gave in to my curiosity and found out what canned lychees are like. They're a bit like a cross between a pear and a mandarin orange, taste-wise. Texture-wise, they're weird. They're sort of like canned grapes, except that where the pit of the lychee was, they've got a hard smooth surface with cracks in it. I'm filing lychees under "been there, done that, don't need to do it again".

So passeth time I should probably have spent doing something else.

[edit] Just when I thought I had things under control, I've forgotten which hotel the wedding is at. Somebody please shoot me

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