Life in General

It’s Monday, and I’m working with the worst pharmacist in the world. Mal is walking around the house, meowing at nothing. While I have a cup of tea, I’m not looking forward to the day. From the looks of it, almost everything I put outside yesterday afternoon was picked through and taken. I can’t see…

“It’s too early in September to be this cold”, she says, as she refuses to wear socks and do anything that might warm her up.

The one where she whines all morning, with a mediocre and unmentioned workout tucked between paragraphs 6 and 7.