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The Tragedy of the Kitty and the Keyboard
The kitty, he wants to sit close. He stretches out. He settles. He slowly seeps horizontally, until he reaches maximum comfort and relaxation. That's when a foot or butt or back starts repeating a keyboard key, and I have to move him, and he doesn't know why and sits up all uptight, afraid to settle down at the spot I'm indicating.
Other times, such as now, he sleeps on the arm, which pulses under him as I type. This does not provide maximum relaxation.
Am to put a shelf over both monitors, and afix it firmly, and perhaps this will finally be a fine place for him to reign undisturbed.
Some people claim to have gaydar. I sometimes think I have depressiondar.
My stereo was stolen during move somehow. Now I eBay me up some computer speakers and add a sound card so that I may have audio pulses directed at my cranium. Still have tapes I needed to convert to .wav, and no longer have tape player, so waah.
Other times, such as now, he sleeps on the arm, which pulses under him as I type. This does not provide maximum relaxation.
Am to put a shelf over both monitors, and afix it firmly, and perhaps this will finally be a fine place for him to reign undisturbed.
Some people claim to have gaydar. I sometimes think I have depressiondar.
My stereo was stolen during move somehow. Now I eBay me up some computer speakers and add a sound card so that I may have audio pulses directed at my cranium. Still have tapes I needed to convert to .wav, and no longer have tape player, so waah.