thank you to the sleep gods, who allowed me to get a halfway decent night of sleep last night. ‘Til I woke up at 4 am and had a major coughing fit, coughing and spitting all over the kitten for two or three minutes. Oh, don’t feel sorry for her; she loved it. I’ve never heard her purr louder. I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning at 5:40, when my alarm clock woke me with the gentle sound of the ocean. So I turned it off and went back to sleep until 6:45, and dreamed that I was working in a hospital, and got hit with a major dose of radiation, so the security guards silkwooded me.

No, I’m not on any drugs, why do you ask?

The spud got her report card yesterday. One C, and the rest Bs. That’s an improvement over her last report card, because she got a D in History on that one, but overall, she actually went down in three subjects. Today, she decided she didn’t want to study, because she didn’t "feel like it". Boy, didn’t that annoy the Hell out of Fred. She brought home two papers yesterday, one with a score of 65, and one with a score of 35, so obviously she needs to study. But we told her, after she got the D that if she brought her grade up and didn’t get any Ds on her next report card, it would be her choice whether or not to study every day.

She chose not to. Obviously she’s her mother’s daughter!