(The Doctor has prescribed a dosage of Capwn, so we're fillin' the ‘script today.) Finally. Syrana changed her password… tryin' to block my midnight runs. ...
So this morning, my “masters,” Syrana and Sideshow, disturbed my lovely nap so they could crowd in front of the computer. Syrana kept babbling about tickets...
*Jumps in Sideshow's computer chair, looking around* Good, it's nice and quiet in here. *Flicks tail, lazily washing at whiskers* I don't get a lot of time to play...