Wide Awake

Went to bed at maybe 1030 tonight. Was up again at 1230 by the thunderous sound of paws walking through tissue paper. No, really. That's what woke me up. The slow, careful creeping of animal feet - not mad, Christmas morning wrapping paper frenzy sort of carousing - through a small pile of tissue paper lying on our bedroom floor. Goddammit, Mama Cat, get off my chest so I can shoo you off of the --

Uh oh. Cat on chest. Then who is walking through the tissue paper?

Dammit.

Now its 130 in the morning. There's some unknown animal in my house, I've got a headache, and I can't sleep. This will serve me well when I'm on all day Mags duty later today. If only I had some cheesy Jane Austin porn to read....