I've postponed my interview with Quest Diagnostics. The HR rep agreed that I was less likely to get the job if I went in tomorrow and gave everyone my cold. :)
Fluffy scratched up the top of her head last night. I think she tried to chase a feeder fish too far into a narrow crevice in her furniture. She's perfectly fine, and she'll heal up in days. She just looks even sillier than usual, that's all.
I have "Formula" stuck in my head. That's great, because I'd had "The Crying Game" stuck in my head since Saturday night, and I actually like "Formula."
In other news, Fluffy has learned that she doesn't have to wait until lights-out to eat feeder fish. That's a whole new ball game.