- I have
- wrestled a cat--not mine, but rather a younger, more robust and somewhat Stephen Kingesque feline--and lost), with the scratches to prove it, despite the mighty broom weapon
- been rained upon in that drizzly, annoying kind of rain
- eaten for the first time in 24 hours (it was week-old Indian food, but nummy regardless and deemed probably safe by a co-worker with a master's in public health)
My paycheque from the gas station is in, although I don't know if it's enough to get the electricity on or not. I should be getting a small one from the TV station as well in the mail. Tomorrow is my main payday. So things are looking up. Yay.