Hi,

I think this might be the quote of the day:

Von: "You went back to bed."
Me: *lying in bed, nose to nose with Bonny the Cat* "Yup, we're talking politics."
Von: "What's she got to say?"
Me: "She's a Republican. I had no idea."
Von: "Yer so weird."

Anyways, I had a list of things I wanted to do today but, instead, I slept late, got up, went back to bed for a bit, got up, checked my e-mail, moped about for a bit feeling kinda blah, had a shower, checked my e-mail again, thought about going back to bed, moped about a bit more, and then went out for a walk. Now I'm online (supposedly doing some editing) while Von and pirate_kitchen amuse themselves with tries, hookers, scrums, tight-head props, Wasps, mauls, rucks, flankers, and flyhalfs.

I know, it doesn't mean that much to me, either.

Oh and there might be some alcohol involved, too, but I *sips White Russian* deny that enthusiastically.

Sorry I haven't had much to say lately. It's been a quiet few weeks, really, with work, work, home, work, home, work, work, work, home. No really good or really bad news and not that much going on that's blog-worthy.

Except for the fact that my cat is a Republican. Go figure.

Moggy