Who was that angry girl?

Hi. Good morning. I’m back, non-psycho or angry girl. I don’t know who that was. I mean, I knew that I had really bad eyesight and that trying to do an exercise video wearing glasses sucks almost as much as trying to do the video without the glasses (or contacts), but I didn’t know it could make me so angry.

I also didn’t know Kitty would find a new irritating thing to do today. Hey! Let’s stand on our hind legs on the bar and stretch as far as we can and listen to the tinkling of the hanging wine glasses! Not that I think she could bring the rack down, though I don’t want to dare her, nor do I think that she could even knock a single glass out…. It’s just that I am fascinated by how quickly she has started messing with the new thing in the house.

I must empty garbage in the desk area. From the smell, it seems I lazily threw away an apple core in there or something instead of walking the 15 feet to the kitchen trash can. Ugh.

Also… I must report that I have now, finally, seen The Godfather. I rented The Untouchables from Netflix because I wanted to get into watching some of the flicks of that genre that I’d missed, and HBO just helped me out last night with The Godfather. JT can’t decide for sure if I need to see parts two and three, but I probably will sometime.

Anywho… trash, contact lenses, finish video, shower, coffee, work… in that order.