It’s amazing how little changes between the time you go to bed and the time you get up when you go to bed at 3 and get up at 8.

I woke up to a Guster track that Robyn sent me. It’s on my top ten favorite songs list, for sure. When nobody’s looking, I dance to it.

My cat is a pain in the ass. He got his dinner last night, but I think he’s being preemptive about making sure he gets fed, and we have no food for him until I go to the pet food store. A few minutes ago, he jumped up and hung on my back. Now he’s in my lap, kneading my thighs with more claw than is really neccesary. All the while, he acts so cute you could hardly tell him to get lost.