And yet, here we are. I'm stuck to my computer at the moment, because the kitties have figured out that it and my lap are the warmest things in the room, and they're all tangled about me and it. Too cute to move, slightly. The computer is balanced, barely, on one thigh. It's held down by my palms, as, luckily, I'm a hunt-n-peck typer. Which is really better for online typing, what with baud rate slowdown crap and whatnot.

So is this what you do? Just spew your bla bla bla all day? And peop... read more