-Saladin and I have taken to doing communal grocery shopping every other Saturday, which allows me to carry more foodstuffs, as well as streamlining the whole process. This has led to the realization of just how many, precisely, people at that King Soopers are convinced that we're a nice gay couple.
-After only 3 days of trying to cook this fajita recipe, I finally treked out in 8 inches of snow to go get beer, the last remaining ingredient. Between beer and chicken fajitas, we have gotten Wolvie's retox off to a good start.
-Oafy has finally realized the benefits of dealing with people other then Saladin. Which is to say that she will walk up to, say, me when he is not here and whine and bitch and moan and present her belly until someone pets her, god damn it. The lack of natural instincts on this cat is astonishing: "Hey, look! Something bigger then me! Must... present... belly!" It may be suicidal, but it is also adorable, and so is therefore forgivable.
