Friday, February 4, 2011

Cliche Much?

Time flies when you're having fun.

Or when you're busy. Or distracted. Generally, time just flies any time you're actively doing anything, be it gaming to excitement or just homework or trying to organize papers and music and dig things out so I can refresh myself before getting them into their proper places. That was kind of tonight. Given this fact, I wound up behind on the writing of this, among other things, I was meant to do for the amazing, the stupendous, the extra-wondrous kitten herself- which was a part of this list of time fly-y things I had set up. Of course, I was grumbly about not getting responses until Sunday, as I was anticipating her not being back until about time we would intend to sleep tomorrow night.

But, her work has been being poopy lately, and among a frustrating (and apparently hilarious all the same) day, she got a shift she wasn't scheduled for, but should have been. And wasn't interested in waiting around to see if she got lucky tomorrow.

Which is fantastic- but I wasn't done the writing for her! D:

And thus goes the story of this day, a tale of mustrightquicklywanttobeabletocajoleresponsesoutbeforebed.

And they all lived happily ever after.

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