Banish not Minion!

i've been feeling sort of restless this weekend, without knowing why. thoughts of getting back to my story kept coming and going, and now i suspect that's the source.

someone needs to tell minion that writers need two hands to type. unless they're going to write like this--no-caps-obnoxiously. and slowly.

"slurp slurp slurp"

Alright, I've banished her to the cat bed at the end of the couch:

"Banish not Minion. Banish Minion, and banish all the world!"
(4 months old, and already well-versed in Shakespeare. Definitely my child.)

Other latest pics:

"I know I left an ear here somewhere..."

"But I'll settle for a finger. Nom nom nom..."

Listening to my mp3 player and reading my book!

The dark mistress almost always has the high ground these days.