Thus, I will blog about kittens. Can one use blog as a verb? Possibly my English degree will make it ok for me, if no one else, since I can wave my fancy degree (it really is fancy, too, I framed it and everything) in a prospective critic's face. Unless he happens to have a more advanced degree in English or linguistics or something. Right, but the kittens.
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999999--kitten typing. So helpful.
As I was saying, I can now point threateningly at them and say "Off the couch!" in the threatening voice, and the kittens will actually obey and get off the couch. Astonishing. So they pretty much stop doing bad things when I tell them to. The problem is, they still start doing bad things, and I don't watch them 24/7--not because I wouldn't, if I could, as they are the most adorable life-forms in the universe, but I also like to stare into un-kitten-occupied space at times, and search for jobs, and perform the never-ending chores that manage to crop up, which I, the Unemployed One, can take care of. Reuben and I have switched off being unemployed--difference being his mom cuts him a check, and mine doesn't, when that's the case.
An abrupt ending!! The first, no doubt, of many.