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from where I left off:

After dinner we went out to Safeway, taking the 5 second way this time because Mr. Wonderful was driving, and replenished some things, then came back and watched Power Play in preparation for Not Fade Away. We never got to Not Fade Away, but I talked them both through Power Play. It's fun that Mr. Wonderful likes Angel too... though for different reasons... ;)

After that they both went to bed, but since I had taken a nap earlier my inner clock was all messed up. I played Password on uproar.com for a couple hours, then went to bed and read the book I was given for Christmas. I'm now halfway through Dark Lord: The Rise of Darth Vader because of that sleepless night, and didn't fall asleep until 7am. Daddy woke me up at about 10am. Then he got me awake by forcing me to eat porriage!!

If you've never had McCan's Steel Cut Irish Oatmeal, AVOID AT ALL COSTS. It tastes like cotton gone off and looks like brown barf. Even if your Sire's slightly heartful and allows you to dump 3/4 the bag of brown sugar on it, you can still taste the nastiness. Then your Sire gets upset that you've wasted his porriage, and you get leathered.... but that's beside the point. Porriage=bad.

After the porriage fiasco, we went for a walk around the neighbourhood, which was really very pleasent. We talked for a while and I got an important phone call out of the way. (I'm now approved for my apartment, going to move in on the 27th, and move out in late July.) Then as we were walking back, Sire was eyeing some tree branches, and decided it would be high time to cut a switch... and thankfully he picked the tree that did NOT have little thorns all over the branches. (Bloody Arizona trees, most are really cacti in disguise.) We came back and Sire decided to test his switch... and damn do those little things bleeding HURT!

After my arse was striped and painful, Sire took pity on me and rubbed it for a while, then gave me a bath, and then we cuddled and watched Gosford Park. We had lunch while watching and then decided to try and make deviled eggs. Daddy didn't know that eggs like to crack when dumped cold into boiling water, so I watched him struggle for a bit before telling him that you have to start everything cold and work up to boiling. He grumbled and made merangues out of the cracked eggs while I took over the boiling process. We continued watching Gosford Park while making the deviled eggs and ate them while watching Miller's Crossing. After a bit Mr. Wonderful got back from work, and Daddy made "chicken cassarole" which was actually last night's chicken with last night's mashed potatoes, and noodles all stirred together. It wasn't all that bad really. Then we talked on the internet for a bit, and we made a new community on ezboard for our fictional human family that's going to take place in England in 1928. We're going to have butlers and servants and everything.

We spent a long time doing that because ezboard is slow, and we have protected it so when Daddy got done registering 2 people, he had to apply for membership, which means I have to log in on the admin account and approve them before they are able to post... which means we spent about 2 hours doing 2 people. It was slightly sad. Afterward I realized that it's a brand new community and we're the only ones who know about it so why even bother to protect it until it gets busy? Buttttt oh well.

We cuddled for a bit before Sire decided that my arse needed another switching, and then put me to bed. I fell off to sleep in maybe 3 seconds, and woke up about 10 hours later at 7am! Now I'm sitting here typing and hoping my real mom calls because she left me a voicemail last night that's made me slightly nervous. I've already called her twice but she didn't answer.

Oh, and Sire said yesterday he would modify the porriage recipe, but I'm not eating it either way. He's sleeping on the couch right now so I don't think it's going to get made. That's a plus. :)

Bye til tomorrow!