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[desperance]

I didn't make it to the Lit & Phil this morning, shock horror: I had local shopping to do and my veggie bag to collect, which both take me in totally the other direction.

Every time I stay home, though, I get caught out by Old Thinking. Old Thinking says "of course I can work at home, I've been doing it for thirty-some years already, for cryin' out loud! It's what I do!" etc.

And so I stay home, and - well, yes, I do work. But I also read LJ and browse the internets, and am distracted by the cats, and possibly glance out of the window every now and then, and wonder what's on the telly, and check the e-mail in a paranoid fashion, and and and.

And I thought I was going to have to report a morning short of pages; and I almost do but not quite, tho' largely by dint of staying here till two in the afternoon. Anyway: one page before coffee and two more after shopping etc makes three, which is just about okay so long as I get a decent run this afternoon and hang on till the evening.

Also, having inspected my veggie bag, I want to fling down defiance at littlebutfierce and her claim to the World's Smallest Cauliflower. Hee. Is tiny. But I'm sure it'll be delicious, and it sure won't take long to cook.

Also, for those of you worried about young Barry, I have to report that he was caught his morning chasing his own tail in the bathtub. Also trying to raid the kibble-bin. He may be feeling better. Still waiting for evidence of his internal consistency...

And now it's lunchtime. Fried sausage and eggs, I think. With sauerkraut. On toast.

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[martyn44.livejournal.com]

We need to know whether he actually caught his tail.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Never. It is a fiendish tail, and evades capture every time.

Mac's is longer, and Mac does snare it sometimes. At which point he will either wash it or bite it. If the latter, he gets this kinda-startled look...