Of fics and kittens

I am home sick ... but too achy and fretful to sleep. H2Opia isn't working today, and therefore I require amusement. Beyond that which is offered by my cat, that is ... she was frightened by my box of tissues and ran away. Which was amusing for about five whole seconds.

If I could make coherent sentences, I would write ... as I can't, I will follow imisaac like a sheep and figure out what it is that I need to write, and make a nifty list.

( Run mad as often as you choose, but do not faint )

My kitty is back and no longer appears to be frightened by the tissue box, so I'm going to cuddle up with her for a bit now. And see if my 7-up is flat yet.

Oh, exciting life....