cats and mice

Work is gruesome, and it was oh so nice to be told to smile while we're screwed. It's the Motorola trick. You don't need to lay anyone off if you can set quotas absurdly high and fire people for not meeting them. It's nice to know a company that turned a $250 million profit last year is trying to screw us out of Christmas bonuses. That's all I have to say about that for now.

We came home from the store to find many cats in the parking lot. A black one, a big grey and white tabby, our two little long haired fluffballs, and a new cat. He's a darker grey tabby with shorthair and so obviously someone's pet. He hopped right onto Alan and later onto me, even running into our apartment. Very cute, purring constantly and demanding attention. We think he belongs to someone on the other side of the building.

One mouse down, one to go.

random quotes and more

"If teenage girls put on elf ears," I said today, back in the VIP room, pondering the unfairness of it all, "no matter how gawky they think of themselves in real life, they become beautiful."

-- Neil Gaiman, out of context.

It occured to me in the shower that I'm very excited about showing Rach where I live, Metro, Amy's Ice Cream, the gigantic Texas museum and our University's clock tower and such. Austin is not so much like New York but I want her to have genuine TexMex goodness and Magnolia Cafe at 3am.

Alan's making vegetable soup & pasta out of odds and ends in our kitchen. There's fish sauce and portabello involved, so I'm game.

D&D is Friday night, so I can sleep before the dress altering doom tomorrow.