The Scotto Grotto (org)

Newt was too snugglesome to be believed this morn. It was all I could do to tear myself away and head in to work.

Stressful day today… to much to do, not enough time to do it in. Still no answer from Brian. Turned down going out to see that Civil War movie once I found out the flippin’ thing is 4 hours long. (That can wait for DVD, and the small screen.)

Sappho had to come in, while on vacation to take care of bid’ness. I honestly don’t know why her part couldn’t wait until Monday, but it’s not for me to wonder.

Newt’s heading to the doc for his annual stuff tomorrow. I’ve got to find a clear zip-lock and raid his litter box for poo, else he’s going to have prison-trauma there tomorrow via the diamond-shaped bubble wand o’doom.

[update: the remote was on my keyboard drawer]