I had every intention of writing my next masterpiece before the end of the month (i.e., last minute). But I woke up feeling miserable today (sore throat). So, given that I have a tendency to gravitate toward being a baby when I am sick... I just didn't FEEL like writing the next chapter of bad behavior. It's in my head and wants to be written, but not by this month's deadline. Instead, here's a photo of one of my cats doing what I plan to do in the next few minutes (in bed, not in my chair).
