The last of my rum just went into my first glass of eggnog for the year.

I apparently spent fifteen straight hours playing Crusader Kings II. ...That explains why I crashed so hard shortly before noon.

I got to be the one to tell Mom the results of the election. That was... fun. (She's not any happier about it than I am, to be clear.)

Arsinoe has decided that yesterday's panties are for playing with. Girl, why. (I need to do laundry, my hamper's too full. Hence her even being able to get them.)

I feel like I'm going to throw up.

I have voted. There were four county positions that only had a single runner. (Of course, all were Republicans.) Not terribly worried about who county coroner is beyond whether they're someone who would end up in the newspapers for fucking the corpses.

Ben has Regrets about going outside in the rain. He's in the house and on my bed now.

"I will pee on your head." Me to Scamp when he decided he needed to look in the toilet when I was in the process of sitting down to use it.

Ben decided screw the cold and wet, he was coming back in, earlier this afternoon. He napped with me. He's now curled up and sleeping on my part of the bed. (Meanwhile, Cleopatra is sleeping up where her uncle was during naptime. All three kittens were also on the bed with me.)

If I could turn back time~ In other news, it's one in the morning for me again.