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Mostly food and cats

I just wanted to sleep all day. But I did my usual Saturday stuff, nonetheless.

Hung out with Shannon in the morning, then headed over to Lisa's, where we decided to get Indian food for lunch, for a change, so we walked up to Ajanta, which has *excellent* Indian food. This is what I had:
khumb alu tikki (small cake made with potatoes, breadcrumbs, and shiitake mushrooms, served with spiced chickpeas)

miloni sabzi (organic vegetables -- cauliflower, broccoli, carrots, blue lake beans -- cooked in a sauce made with pureed spinach, onions, garlic, coconut milk, cashews, and spices)

brown basmati rice

pickled carrots (very sweet)

naan bread

kheer (Indian rice pudding -- served hot -- w/pistachios, raisins, and almonds)
I'm pretty sure none of this contained egg, but I did start feeling ill on our walk back to Lisa's house. Maybe I ate something *yesterday* that just started bothering me today.

I was only able to eat half my food, so I have lunch or dinner for tomorrow, too! Hurrah!

Lisa and I played Dominion, as usual, and (if I remember correctly) Lisa won both games. Also, she showed me her current edit of her "It Gets Better" video, which is way cool. She's still working on it, though.

Then I got home and fell asleep for a few minutes until Shannon woke me up to go grocery shopping. So we biked off to Safeway, where Shannon repeatedly complained about how much higher the prices are than at Target (but it's a heck of a lot more conveniently located, so I feel like it's a cost/benefit thing ... and we still have enough money to buy what we need and want, so I don't mind).

We came home, watched an episode of "Glee" while having dinner (the first episode in which Neil Patrick Harris appears! which made me want to watch "Dr. Horrible" again!), and then afterward I collapsed while listening to The Count of Monte Cristo with cats bathing each other while lying on top of me.

Tomorrow I have all kinds of fabulous things I'd like to do. Housework (okay, *doing* the housework isn't fabulous, but the shiny clean house afterward *is*), some work on a new design for my personal website, maybe some reading of my neglected library books, maybe reading of some "The Vampire Diaries" fanfics I have bookmarked (The show's name is often abbreviated "TVD" or just "VD." There's some kind of fic exchange thing going on on LJ right now, and they're calling it "The VD Exchange," which cracks me up. I think I'll steer clear of that one, thanks all the same.), pay some loving attention to my poor feet (which have been getting rather dry and cracked again lately), maybe play a board or card game with Shannon, and various other vague plans. But at a minimum I'm just hoping I don't sleep all day.

Our cats are currently being more insane than usual. Lucy has decided that when we've slept enough (according to *her* analysis), she must begun pushing and playing with the venetian blinds above/behind our headboard, making them rattle and basically make a ruckus right in our sleeping ears, resulting in Shannon yelling her name (in his "BAD CAT!" voice) repeatedly, which eventually results in him waking up and getting out of bed. And Cobweb goes crazy at *night* instead of in the morning, feeling irrationally obsessed with making a nest for herself using the paperback novels on the bottom shelves of the bookcases in our bedroom around 2 or 3 a.m. every night. So she digs and digs at the books, knocking them over until pretty much the whole bottom shelf is in disarray, then pushes them around until she's made a satisfactorily literary bed for herself. I've given up putting the bottom-shelf books back in proper alphabetical order, because she just tears them down again the next night. If I want to read something from that portion of the alphabet, I just have to rifle through the haphazard piles spread across the floor. It's ridiculous. She seems particularly fond of curling up on top of Michael Ondaatje, Tim O'Brien, Marge Piercy, R. K. Narayan, and Mervyn Peake.

Munchkin doesn't seem any more insane than usual. Not to say that she isn't *insane*, of course, but she already acted so crazy that no real difference is perceptible.

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