Monday

I awoke from my slumbers this morning with a cat on my pillow, sleeping contentedly upon my hair. I mean, it's cute to have a cat who does adorable tricks, but really, there was a whole nice empty pillow right next to mine that she could have had all to herself. Then I wouldn't have had to extricate my hair from under her paws before rolling over to better ignore my shrieking alarm clark.

Meanwhile, Gergiev's jungle continues to grow. My white peruvian daffodil opened up yesterday and is quite lovely and sufficiently exotic. Soon the plants may take over the entire window ledge in the office, leaving no room for my little jungle cat to sit next to them.