Poor Ben. He was asleep and thus minding his own business and Cleopatra slapped him in the face.

Was gone basically all day. Kitties got a very late dinner. I has new books.

I went to bed at about eleven because I was tired. Woke up to pee at about 1:30. Have been awake ever since. It's almost 6:30 in the morning. Whhhhhhy.

I am eating chicken nuggets that have been in the big freezer in the garage since 2023. They seem fine.

Leia is showing her love with her claws. (Kneading my bare arm.)

Welp. Apparently, the dryer decided to stop working. You had one job, dryer! (Mom let me know, so I wouldn't try to do my laundry.)

My Benboy has spent the day in my room. I assume that eventually, he'll want out, but right now, he's laying on my flannel shirt on my bed.

I apparently stretched/reached wrong while getting stuff out of the cart at the checkout of the grocery store and now I hurt.

I ended up sleeping downstairs in the front room so I could actually sleep. As opposed to listening to kittens loudly playing in paper bags, playing with a hard plastic toy in the bathroom, etc.

Grace is home from the vet and I think she's hiding under my bed.