As it turns out, I might be a slight (only slightly) workaholic. Or maybe I'm just bored. The boss was gone yesterday, and is gone today, so I have had virtually nothing to do. If I put all of the work I did today together and added the minutes it took me to do it, it would add up to about an hour. Maybe eighty minutes tops, and I started work at 8:30.

I wish it were 9 to 5, that way I can get an extra half hour of sleep. Or rather, an extra half hour of laying in bed while the cat bites my fingers. I also wonder if I could save my two fifteen minute breaks, if I could leave early. Too scared to ask.

Anyway, I've been reading a lot (since I've been working here, I've finished Persuasion and The Wonderful Wizard of Oz) of Daily Lit. I'm about half way through The Marvellous Land of Oz.

Yes, especially cats. For amusement they like sleeping on important papers, biting my pen while I'm writing, meowing at my door at 5 am, knocking things over with their tails, shredding toilet paper, and so on. I do not think these things are accidental. Do not be so naive to think a cat is clumsy, or unaware of how much sleep you need. Once I woke up to Apollo biting at my fingers to wake me up, because the food dish wasn't filled to the brim. They also sometimes meow non-stop if I don't pet them while they eat. And lets not forget the sick and twisted things cats do with mice. They must find those terrified squeaks really funny.