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I read this in a book at Barnes and Noble today, but don’t know who said it:

My friends say I have intimacy issues, but they don’t really know me that well.

I am taking a vacation day tomorrow for no other reason than I am able to do so. I have no big plans, no trips, no nothing – I am just taking a day off. I might watch a movie, I might play some games, I might go shopping – it’s not clear yet how I plan to spend the day. In fact, let’s not even use the word “plan,” as it clearly doesn’t fit. Instead, let’s use words like “couch” and “slacker clothes.”

Ah, day off. So full of mystery and promise, like a box of CrackerJacks. What little toy surprise do you hold in store for me?

It’s Nutmeg’s birthday today. She is three years old and decided to start the day off being even more annoying than usual in her attempts to wake me up.

Grrr.

Even though she’s prone to hiss at people and bite them, she seems to like me – at least, when no one else is around. She’s the one most likely to follow me around the house, seemingly in an attempt to be near me.

I do love her dearly, even if I can’t pick her up for longer than ten seconds.

Here’s one of my favorite pictures of her, in celebration of her birthday:

Happy Birthday, Nutmeg. Maybe after work I’ll bring you home something you can bite.