Try #2 for first day of work. Training was stalled off a week, so I get to try again for a first day. Yay. And I lost my damned travel mug. *sulks*
So! Anyway. Accomplished some writing today thanks to a heavy dose of caffeine.
Heavy dose of caffeine. In celebration, I went to my sister's to play Zelda. ...This did not work as planned. See, I discovered her kitties were getting low on food. So I checked on their food and water. Than I discovered her other kitty, who happens to sleep--I mean, live outside, was also getting low. When I was coming back with some fresh water, I found a certain orange kitten, the companion of her three kittens, sneaking some food. My sister's been trying to catch that kitten for a while to reunite it with its siblings and make sure it had a happy home, so I decided, what the hell, I'll give it a shot.
This did not work as planned.
I spent a weeeeee bit more time attempting this than I planned. All attempts failed, and every time I decided to give the kitty a break, the damned stubborned I inherited from my dad's side of the family came roaring back up. Thus more and more attempts. By sheer coincidence, I discovered the kitty was interested in his siblings, too. The first try
almost succeeded, then failed when my sister's kitten hissed. Decided to try again with a more approachable kitty, the one who dubbed herself the big sister of the group. She wandered behind me, and the only way the new kitten would have access to her was by slinking beside me.
Snatch! said I.
Bite, said he.
....That fucking bled a lot. And my finger is currently mummified. And my finger
fucking hurts! *pouts*
...I got my ass kicked by a kitten. *grumbles* At least I caught the sucker. He's my sist'er's problem now.