Plan: Sleep late. Take dog to park, maybe, depending on how late I slept. Call the Professor and see what she’s been up to. Go back to bed.
Reality: I’m wide awake and it’s only 6:30. I wonder if it’s too early to call the Professor. And I guess I need to do some laundry, as all my clothes got run over by some airport vehicle and covered in deodorant.
Tiny Cat Pants 