Yawn (Mach 2)

[mlerules]

Dragged myself outta bed this morn w/out the aid of an alarm clock. Yay me. Actually, 'twas due in large part to my alarm cat. Fargo's main desire in life is to get my attention and belly rubs. (He's the boy cat.) Now the laundry's sorted and piled and I've just gotta launder myself then take off for the day's adventures. Poor Havana's getting tired of burbling whenever I sneeze. She looks so put out that I'm exploding and requiring her to respond vocally. It's just that I'm v. rarely a single sneezer. Hmm, it's pretty obvious that I'm trying to do anything, including babble incessesantly (and spell poorly), to postpone the laundromat excursion. Much easier though to go and take over the place and get all the loads done in one go. Must leave the computer and continue w/the day's To Dos...