I Should Be Asleep

But I’m not.  I’m up and wandering around the house like an aimless fool.  I got about zero done on my list of things to do and I smell.
I’m so very, very tired, but I just can’t bring myself to go to bed.

In Which I Make a Confession about Prayer

One drawback in believing in the power of direct communication with the Universe and all the interesting stuff in it is that, in times like this, I find it hard to pray.
First, it’s hard for me to articulate what I want.  Somehow saying it out loud means admitting I don’t think it’s inevitable.  That I [...]

In Which I Make a Confession about the Tiny Cat

Reason number 1 I don’t sweat her butthair loss: It doesn’t seem to bother her.
Reason number 2: The vet still claims it’s just an allergy.
Reason number 3: Back when she had butthair, she had the worst dingleberries of any cat known to man and I don’t miss trying to unclump shit from an angry cat’s [...]