Chesterfield is afraid of vacuums.
15 September 2005
It was raining this morning. Another crushing blow to my attempts to get out of bed and into work before 10:30. After work I felt left out, as it seemed all the 'cool kids' were headed off for something to which I had not been invited.
So I went home, drank a beer, and finally made a first stab at cleaning. This title of today's entry should not come as a surprise to anyone. Most cats are.