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I've been distinctly unmotivated to journal lately, for reasons unknown. I'm doing a lot of writing for both personal and work related projects. I've made an enormous number of shiny beaded things recently. A signficant chunk of time has gone to Koshka, making sure he feels comfortable and safe in his new home. (I also killed lots of people during AV bonus honor weekend in the WoW to get shiny new gear for my mage. AOE FTW!) Melynda was in town over the past weekend, and there was card playing. Tyler came up with a brilliant costume idea for Halloween. I'm going to be Atia from HBO's Rome because I really need an excuse to dress up like a snarky vicious Roman woman.

I've moved into my new desk at work, which is by a window. It's nice to be able to see outside, so I feel less disconnected from the day. No phone at my desk either, which is absolutely brilliant. Work is going well. I am peer training and most everyone I've worked with is on track. That one coworker is still ignoring me though some of the bad blood has quieted from the others. Sigh. It makes my head hurt.

king ranch kitty

On my eight mile drive between home and the office I saw five car accidents and had to swerve twice. It started raining around 4:30, but I can't say anyone should be surprised because it was cloudy all day long.

Tonight's dinner was king ranch chicken, which for some reason came out so much better than my first attempt. I think it was the ratio of tomato and the use of crunchy corn chips instead of tortillas. Whatever mystery, be it the garlic and pepper I put on the chicken or the weird combo of cream of chicken and mushroom and onion soups, it was damned tasty. We followed it up with slices of brienze's lemon cake which was superb and lemony delicious. I am really glad she gave us extra slices. Yesterday Mike finished up the leftovers and said the cold brisket without any barbecue sauce was the greatest brisket he has ever eaten. High praise in the South. Mmm food.

Koshka came out to watch us eat, sitting under the table. I think he wanted our chicken. He has learned the sound of the treat bag and meowed insistently at Mike to give him a second one. I like the way he bumps my leg with his head and purrs loudly. It is so surprising to see him so affectionate already. I was just positive we were going to have to wait weeks for this behavior. But I think it is confirmation that my gut feeling was right, and that he was meant to be our kitty.