I miss sleep. A lot.

The new kitten is back from the vet, poor baby. Still a little stoned, no longer able to procreate, and her entire little belly is shaved, which I am finding both adorable and strangely hilarious. She keeps giving me this look like 'it's COLD and they took away half of my FUR!' Poor, poor thing. I will sit here and snuggle her on my lap so she can stay cozy. The sacrifices I make, I tell ya.

Also, if I ever remember which store earwormed me with 'Stacy's mom', I'm boycotting it forever.