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Yay!

So, the count down is currently five- five, ah-ah-ah- days until my kitten arrives. Four until she leaves unfortunately, due to long trip. If I could somehow switch that around so she'd get here before she started driving here it'd be great though. Even though I imagine that would make some kind of horrible mind-rending hiccups in the fabric of space-time. As I wonder why it's considered a fabric. I mean, fabric is generally used for clothing, and furniture. Are we considered to be sitting and taking our leisure upon space time? The very grounds of our perception of things, the two aspects of the human understanding of reality without which any ideas begin to crumble or became extremely vague and philosophical, if we manage to avoid letting them simply become empty or inducing of headaches. I suppose the headaches part is non-exclusive though. Or maybe just that we dress all the information and experience seamlessly into the fashion of space-time in order to give it an easy, pleasant face, accessibility and uniformity, the suit and tie of all experience and knowledge, draped about reality like the very finest of pinstripe.

It probably has more to do with comics, really, but that's okay because comics are great too, and I'm sure given far far less credit for modern expressions than they deserve.

By the way, tangents.

I'm excited and babbling because of the imminent trip and kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty-!

That's.... probably enough of that for now.

I'd tangent more, but at the moment, my brain seems to be on loop whenever I try and stop and reflect. I could add about my continued driving, but that doesn't seem to catch my interest enough at the moment to bear mention beyond that it went okay.