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right now I'm downloading a mod on the laptop, and I'm tired and Pooka is yelling at us to go to bed (Pooka gets impatient for bedtime and PETS AND SNUGGLE TIME OMG), so I'm calling it here. goodnight awrrrooooo! <3 dream well and be safe.

sooooo Skyrim runs a *lot* better on my laptop than on my desktop, which isn't exactly surprising since my laptop is like twice the computer my desktop is. welp! I guess if I'm gonna be playing Skyrim I'll be doing it on the laptop, so I better clear off the small desk and get it set up for playing...

Spouse and I got a medium-small fake Xmas tree, and set it up after he got home. I started unfluffing the branches (it's a thing you have to do with fake trees), but realized that the xmas lights that were included with the tree were wound all around and through the branches, making them infinitely more difficult to fluff. so I just spent the last fifteen minutes untangling the xmas lights from the branches. and then I needed to STOP AND DO SOMETHING ELSE FOR A WHILE

oh and
* probably something with Tarot idk

things I feel like I *should* do:
* write
* write more dammit
* no really keep writing
* go to store (NO! doing that TOMORROW DAMMIT)
* probably something involving debt collection or something idk
* get mail (TOMORROW DAMMIT)
* clean fridge (???)
* I DON'T KNOW (anxiety)
* WWWRRRRRIIIIIIITTTTEEEEEEE

already done:
* catboxes
* laundry
* dishes
* take out trash/recycling
* lunchfood
* rewatch Avengers with note-taking

pondering which to do now, and in what order:
* shower
* nap
* play Skyrim
* ???
* ???????? idk

some of the juncos have been trying to figure out how to get suet out of the feeder. juncos are ground-feeders; they aren't evolved to hang and feed, like chickadees or woodpeckers. so it's kind of funny but also kind of sad to watch them grab onto the feeder cage and flutter madly while trying to get a beakfull of suet...

I put seed down on the porch floor for them, and now they're much happier. XD

nope, not quite done. I coaxed Nar out with treats, and now both of them are sitting in the hallway looking very spooked. poor boys.

okay, they *seem* to be done messing around on the roof... time to collect and calm the cats.

Pooka is slinking around staring at the ceiling with his ears and tail down. I think Nar has vanished under the bed, but I'm not sure--when a black cat decides to vanish, he can do a remarkably comprehensive job of it.

and now they're clumping around sweeping up the leaves that weren't picked up by the leafblower. yay alarmed cats!