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( When we came in, there were two cats on a couch like this: )

The colors aren't helping me any, either. Guh-huh. Yes, it would indeed be too much for me not to think of a ginger cat as Ed and a black cat as Roy. Especially if they've gotta cuddle together for hours and hours. There's another cat of a kind of brown color that I'm going to call Al. I know their real names, but it's much cuter when Ed is sitting on my mom's feet meowing and trying to get fed.

To finish the I-am-a-pervert update, scroll to the bottom here and see what we should all should have for Christmas.

Trying not to count the minutes to when I get home to my RO. And Sailormoon CDs, and my paper dolls, and my blanky, and my stuffed animals, and my doujinshi on the computer. I want to read Blue Flame again. I am a HORRIBLE person. HORRIBLE.

I would like to think that it's the tryptophan, but actually, I kind of had an early morning, so I've been falling asleep on things all the live long day. In contrast, my mom was so hyper this morning I was half serious when I asked if she put something extra in her coffee. Nothing wrong with that, not like she has to fly the plane or anything, but MAN. She was annoying. And there WASN'T anything in her coffee, either.

My uncle Mike made the best turkey I have ever eaten, ever. See, I can't remember ever doing anything more with turkey than tolerating it. This stuff, I enjoyed. It was juicy and tasted like hickory. I had some on a sandwich with cheese in front of a fire on a soft couch and I experienced something beautiful.

EDIT: WHOAAAA. This is an OPTICAL mouse I've been using. Intriguing.

EDIT: Oh, god, I can't use Japanese IME on this thing. I AM IMPAIRED.