My little cat Flamey has some really weird tastes when it comes to begging for food...she adores things like pork lo mein and hot buttered popcorn...but just now, I was sitting here munching on some cheese and crackers, when she swooped in and sat perched over my shoulder--that's right, just like a vulture--begging for some cheese.

Now, Flame does like her cheese, yes. But...this was Cabot's horseradish cheddar. For those of you unfamiliar with horseradish, it's somewhat hot and has a definite bite to it--well, let's just say that when taken in strong enough quantities, it WILL clear out your sinuses, ha-ha. But, Flamey was insistant so I broke of a tiny piece and held it out to her...she sniffed it, then ate it...afterwards making funny faces and licking her lips a lot...then she came back for more...and now, since I'm done with the cheese, she's sitting on the tall bookcase, looking down at my head as if to say, "I know if I stare at you like this, I can make you feel guilty enough to gimme' some more of that CHEESE!"

It's pouring down rain, and overcast, and hoo-ray, getting slightly cooler, tho' not less humid. Minor thundershowers moved through the area, mostly to our south this time. Glad I opted to stay home today, tho' I still need to do some laundry, I have a window of a couple of days before the situation gets desperate, in regards to clean pants and socks and such. I do miss my clunky old washing machine, at times. It may have liked to eat bras (don't ask), but at least I wasn't dependant on a bus schedule or taxi--or whether or not I could spare the money--to have clean clothing.

At 6pm, I'm feeling better than I was most of the day--both physically and emotionally. Don't know if I'll be bright-eyed and busy-tailed to face another Monday, but at least I'll be reasonably rested, which is a good thing.