Without the pillows in my desk chair, how can I possibly be expected to wax philosophic about the wonders of modern cataract surgery? My keyboard feels like it’s even with my chest! It’s impossible to type like this. Argh! Damn cats!

The substitute pillows I currently have in my desk chair are unacceptable. I have been looking forward for days to getting home and sinking into my nice comfy desk chair, and no … this had to be denied me by a cat (or two or three) and a travel mug of tea. It’s completely unfair.

Lin fell asleep about 30 minutes ago, and I think I am headed that way myself. Probably best I go to bed anyway. Very soon though, I will be extolling the awesomeness that is modern cataract surgery. I kid you not … it is the most amazing thing!

I’m convinced spilling a full travel mug of tea on my desk chair was part of an evil cat plan. The cats are jealous of the computer, because when I am sitting at the computer, I am not aware of their cuteness and raining affection upon them. To insure sitting at my computer would be as annoying and uncomfortable as possible, the cats stood to benefit from my having some free time … to be entertained by their cuteness and to scratch ears and bellies.

Their evil cat plan worked, of course. As I sit here fidgeting, trying to find a comfortable position in my newly be-pillowed desk chair, I get distracted. This has lead to me noticing some number of cats nearby being far too adorable. The kind of cute that begs to be touched. They have been days alone in the house during the day with all their cuteness going to waste! There was no one there to notice! No ear scratches and belly rubs! It must have been horrible for them!

I have completely forgiven them –one or all, I have no idea– for spilling the tea in my desk chair for one reason only: they are not small, high strung, yappy dogs.

Modern cataract surgery? A wonder of the modern age.

Small, high-strung, yappy dogs? Not so much.

I should have hit post on this an hour ago, but I left the window open and kept adding to it … in between showering the cats with attention and affection. I think I will hit post now, even though I know this post is totally disjointed, like one long tangent. My stomach is full, my brain is fried, and my body is wiped out. I don’t want to go to bed so early, but damn am I tired.

And this chair is just too uncomfortable right now…