Sarah is making cards again today, so she’s been out of my hair. For once. This morning, I screamed for the express purpose of startling her; I found that she really doesn’t look too kindly on such behavior; I’ve been doing it intermittently ever since. The cat doesn’t really like it either: her reactions are enjoyable as well.

I haven’t been replying to comments because the internet is too slow. I blame this on the phone lines, which, apparently, haven’t been upgraded since 1896 when they were personally laid by a Mr. A. Bell. So if you have a complaint, take it up with him.