The feral cats aren't too happy with me either, as I slept through their feeding time. Plus I missed the English people murdering one another on PBS, which was happening at a special time (there weren't any English murders on Sunday because of a pledge drive. The pledge drives must be getting powerful if they can now put me to sleep even when I'm not watching them.) Anyway, I'm going to be muddle headed for at least another hour, and then I'm going to spend the rest of the night wishing I were asleep. I think I'll just go watch Americans murdering one another on the Hallmark channel. They are inferior murders, but at least there's an amateur detective from New England, played by an actor who was born in England.
I hope everyone had a nice St. Patrick's Day. Wish I were drunk.
