So I got home this afternoon to discover that my sister's darn cat had shat all over the bed. And by "shat" I mean diarrhea, and by "all over" I mean "including on my laptop." And then cleaning it up was so disgusting I nearly puked myself. (I'm sure you're all glad to know that.)

I'm beginning to suspect that this cat doesn't like me. Either that, or she was trying some negative conditioning to get me to stop buying books.

...because I went to the big book sale this morning, and, um. *sigh*. And also, why? It's not like I have the time to sit and read books these days anyway. Well, I set myself a spending limit and I didn't go over it, so there. And those thirty books there? That was my winnowed list of books I just *had* to buy, mostly series that I've been collecting. There's a sale on Sunday ($10 a box) and I might have to go back and get some of the ones I winnowed out; somebody should stop me, though.

So that's #1 off of my to-do list, yay. I think I'm going to try for #2 tomorrow.

Let's see. Oh! Mom and Sister finally got to Texas at lunchtime today, after having to spend the night in the airport due to some kind of weird screw-up with pilots. And I need to go get the sheets out of the dryer.