I am so proud!

We have the best kitty. Not only did he kill the invading mouse, he killed him on a plastic bag so no mess got onto the carpet. It was a very clean kill, and makes me think Tsar Slate saw the mouse as an animated plaything and gave the little beastie a heart attack or broken neck. Either way, I am so proud of my enormous cat and walking around wearing a big silly grin.

Today sucked, plain and simple. I was in a terrible mood all morning, work was dreadfully slow and I only did the bare minimum, and I just felt edgy. But now that I'm home and it's Friday, I'm a bit better. Slate's little present did wonders for my mood, I have to say.

Instead of sunning myself lazily at the pool, I will be responsible and adult like. Time to clean up the bathroom, as our toliet is not working and I just spoke to the office. Hopefully someone will come out tonight.

I'm watching my favorite X-Files episode ever, that's shot like Cops and with an insane story. It's so funny.