Half

Portia tossed up a hairball into the kitchen sink. Gross. Still, the sink is way easier to clean than the carpet or the couch, and I'd rather have to deal with a hundred hairballs in the sink than even one on my keyboard, so I guess I should be grateful that she was such a thoughtful bad kitty.

So November will be half over at midnight. The only bad thing about that is that we are now closer to winter. The only good thing about being closer to winter is that we are also now closer to spring. Given the inevitability of winter, I intend to celebrate November being half gone with a midnight bottle of Tumbler. It gives me something to look forward to all evening.

Also there's an apple turnover, but that will be gone long before midnight. Almost immediately, in fact.