oook, yesterday was busy. Today promises fair to be the same.
I *really* need to sort out my sleeping schedule if I’m gonna keep being this active. 4-5 twitchy hours a night just is not cutting it.

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Lunch w/BF and Costco trip

Call airline and check on
	Baggage prices
	The Girl's ID needs for check in 

Take Math Test at ACC-Northridge  --> Gulp!

Chat w/prof and get Psych exam results  --> made an 87, whew!

Go see house(s) w/realtor   --> one bust, one beautiful but probably already taken, poo. 

Talk to friend re:sublet  -->  other plans, damnit

Go to poly-dinner, return toy and acquire a Tam -->  acquired!  more below

Laundry -- > ongoing

Talk to D re:
	airport parking -- BFF has volunteered to take us there
	credit card -- needs it today to get tix for HB2

Clean house/floors for HB and leaving a clean house for travel stuffs

Change litter

Water BBF*'s plants

Pack the 'kins and my bags

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Lovely BF spent night last night due to ongoing construction at her house.
Unfortunately, I didn’t mention not letting in the loudmouths cat(s) this morning. So, my alarm (set for 8.15AM) didn’t have chance to go off. Instead, I heard my 20# whiny bitch narfling around, making a nuisance of herself.

"Mrat"
	Pet me!

"Mrat,mratmratmeooooooooooowMRAT!!"
	What are you eating?  Air?  Can I have some?

Meanwhile, upstairs my brain hears rustling around and blatting.  
Those are NOT normal morning sounds.

"hzzat?"
	huh? what? where? space monkies?

Downstairs, all continues apace....

"Mrat,mratmratmratmratmratmratmratmratmratMRAT!!"
	They don't feed me here, you know.

"sssszznork!"
	wakes up suddenly because OMG,there are noises downstairs!
	My brain - of course - interprets the unknown noises into THREAT!!!!
	Yay, adreneline!


"mratmratmratmratmratmrat...Mew?...mratmratmratmrat!"
	I am reasonably sure that you are eating something. I heard rustling.  
	Look...I can be cute; see?  Gimme."

"ARGH!"
	recognizes cat noises.  resolves to not murderlate own beloved kitty.
	
"OW, fucking ARGH!"
	stubs toe on pointy bed foot.  re-resolves to not make slippers out of cat
	fur.

This is about the point where I stumped naked downstairs to find out what was going on.