Highlight so far: Bought Didge a NOS energy drink because he asked so nicely, and walked into the living room to find him getting down to the techno soundtrack of a carnival ride video. Since we're a single-computer household at the moment due to Didge's computer whoopsie (laptops don't like being dropped), and I'm very protective of my Mac, hearing its speakers blaring that loud did freak me out a tad. But then the dancing....
Oh, my head. THEN Jupiter Jones nearly knocked Didge's beverages over onto the keyboard. (Folks, don't leave beverages near a computer, especially when you have an adolescent cat going through his explorer phase.) Didge had left the computer to take a phone call. Just let me tell you the extent to which I would have died had that mega-cup of Mountain Dew or can of energy drink wound up soaking my computer. I've taken it back. My nerves can't handle any more. I swear they're sizzling - much as my computer might have been had...I'm stopping. I am not thinking of it anymore.
So now I'm holed up in the bedroom, getting ready to tackle some pre-studying for yoga teacher training. I hope.
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