I slept really late last night and I blame it on Catching Fire, the book I’m reading. I was hoping that I could skip going to work early and just come in after lunch but my cat would have non of that. I don’t remember the exact details but I remember being disturbed by Baby Bebop around 8 am and when I flung my arm on my side, I discovered a pile of cat poop next to me! I was still groggy and even considered ignoring it (yeah yeah I’m disgusting) but when I looked at it again, I discovered it was a huge pile. Plus it smelled bad so I had to get up. I called the maid to clean up my bed then washed up and ate breakfast. Then she called out to me that the cat also peed on a pillow. BLRRRHHAFLAFLAIFAJasAW.