My cat puked on my white bedroom carpet this morning. He chose the corner with the juice- and nail-polish stains, at least. But I nearly stepped in it on my way to my desk. It reeked like salmon.

I bitched, Mom shampooed that bit of the floor, and now my fan is pointed at it. Damn cat.

I wrapped Misty's Xmas gift. Me so proud of self. I normally suck at wrapping, but I did well.