the Prismatic Dragon
a personal journal

Git OUT you freaking cat!!

Sunday, September 21, 2003
Okay, so I'm not quite completely done with my office yet, but my desk is reorganized and clean. I just have a few things cluttering the floor now as a result. I think I'll get to those sometime... maybe next weekend. I want to take a break from all this cleaning crap before I have to go back to work on Wednesday.

Yup, my two weeks off is nearly overwith. :o( Time flew by pretty quickly. I hate that. Oh well.

As witness to how much unnecessary crap I had in my office (around the room, and from various boxes I was condensing down into bankers boxes), I now have to haul out three large garbage bags (you know, the big black trash bags) of trash to the garbage dumpster. Two of them are quite heavy (lots of miscellaneous paper, probably would equal a couple of reams), so hopefully the bags won't break open on the way to the dumpster. That would suck.

So now that my floor is nearly clean, both of my cats see this as "new territory" and make a point to sneak in and flop their fat asses on the floor, like they think they own the place. We try to keep them out of our offices because they seem to want to crawl behind our desks, and that is the last thing we want, not only because of all of the power cables there, but because we both have 5.1 speaker systems for our computers, and the subwoofer sits on the floor behind our desks... and being that the subwoofers tend to be warm, that is, of course, a prime spot for a cat to want to lay. Um, no. I don't think so. I'd like my subwoofer to not be fried, thanks. I fry enough sound cards myself, I don't need help with the speakers.

So, I am constantly chasing them (Fawkes, in particular, because he's stubborn and stupid) out of my office. Fawkes is only slightly afraid of the water pistol, he mostly tolerates being squirted, and runs half-assed out of the room. Only to return a few minutes later. Like I said, he's stupid.

Hobbes is easy, he hates water and runs like a bat out of hell when even the tiniest drop of water lands on him. He'll sometimes come back in but usually all I have to do is pick up the water pistol and he runs. He knows what comes out of that. Water! Oh god, the horror! Hehe.

anyway.. i'm done with cleaning for now. I think later tonight I may actually get to start working on those new dragons I keep saying I want to work on. heh.
Posted by Niki on 09/21 at 03:28 PM
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