Disarming kitteh has something evil in mind.
Good morning. I hope you had a good night!
I had some strange dreams just before waking up, and I probably wouldn’t remember except one had my late Not Real Brother. Weird.
The interwebs is back up and MS was messing with things again during the night. I hate when they do that.
When the guy had the laptop, he installed Chrome, and I’ve been reluctant to use it. I prefer Firefox, but it messes with Facebook and all my family is there. I’ll figure it out, I guess.
I need to fix my breakfast, such as it is, then I’ll be back.
Good morning, and not bad, thanks. Jake says we should all go back to sleep.
Tom went to work, woo-hoo! I hope he works late: he needs the hours if he’s going to pay his rent in the slum apartment.