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Spot was sure being a pest last night. He's been so good for probably over a week now and apparently decided it was time to freak out. Jumping in and out of the window above our heads and rattling the blinds, climbing on my nightstand, clawing the carpet, mewing, anything he could possibly do to disturb us. Highly annoying, but eventually he got bored with this game, I guess, because he disappeared. Finally around 5.30 this morning he came in and wanted to snuggle. I suspect this had something to do with the fact that his food dish was bare.

First of December already. So much for November baby.

Need to come up with something for breakfast that sounds good. Blah. Fried egg on toast maybe?

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I am so bored this morning. Just tired enough to not be able to focus on reading, let alone anything more mentally demanding, and very achy every time I get up and try to move. The kitchen needs to be cleaned up and I haven't got it in me.

So I listened to a couple sermons and basked in the glowing ghettoness of my blue and white light job in my room. Literally, I tossed a pile of lights over my bookshelf so it hangs down on either side with the excess clumped up on top. Ghetto. But that's okay.

And now I'm downloading more sermons because I think today is going to be a sermon day. Listening, I can do easily while lying down with my eyes closed.