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Murphys law and The String Theory
Jun. 26th, 2009 11:05 pmI have a sign on the wall over my desk, it says "If you want the best seat in the house, MOVE THE CAT" sometimes I think it should be "If you want to find the cat, think of where you don't want them to lay"
this morning I was putting clothing away, and came across a pair of jeans that needed mended, so I tossed them to the bed to keep my self from hanging them without fixing them.....
Lunch time came, and I went and got myself food, and came back to eat and work on other things I needed to do. as I turned around to grab something in the direction of my bed, I saw one of the cats laying on my bed. this is nothing new. the cats know that when children are running cray in the house, my room is a safe place to hide. the part that makes me ponder the depth of the scheming ability of their brain comes from the fact that she was directly on the jeans.
smack dab in the middle of the jeans, that were clean, and neatly folded on the bed...does she like the smell of the fabric softener or something.
after I gave up trying to decide if cats are plotting the rule of the earth by driving their owners insane, I spent a large chuck of the afternoon trying to make myself dizzy with string. I'm still not exactly sure why I felt the need to redo my whole embroidery floss catalog...maybe OCD tendency's, though the legible type of the number labels is a very nice thing to have, when you stare at a number for several hours trying to make sure you have the right color for your pattern, it'll get that frustration gone once I get the whole log switched over.
only 4 more squares to go now \o/
I may get the whole thing done this century \o/
this morning I was putting clothing away, and came across a pair of jeans that needed mended, so I tossed them to the bed to keep my self from hanging them without fixing them.....
Lunch time came, and I went and got myself food, and came back to eat and work on other things I needed to do. as I turned around to grab something in the direction of my bed, I saw one of the cats laying on my bed. this is nothing new. the cats know that when children are running cray in the house, my room is a safe place to hide. the part that makes me ponder the depth of the scheming ability of their brain comes from the fact that she was directly on the jeans.
smack dab in the middle of the jeans, that were clean, and neatly folded on the bed...does she like the smell of the fabric softener or something.
after I gave up trying to decide if cats are plotting the rule of the earth by driving their owners insane, I spent a large chuck of the afternoon trying to make myself dizzy with string. I'm still not exactly sure why I felt the need to redo my whole embroidery floss catalog...maybe OCD tendency's, though the legible type of the number labels is a very nice thing to have, when you stare at a number for several hours trying to make sure you have the right color for your pattern, it'll get that frustration gone once I get the whole log switched over.
only 4 more squares to go now \o/
I may get the whole thing done this century \o/
