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Tomorrow we're getting two new kittens.

I'm the only person home (parents get back Saturday, Kirsten works tomorrow) so I'm going to meet the kitten-lady in Midtown and get the kittens and bring them here.

Our apartment is in no way a safe environment for kittens right now (see earlier rants about the warehouse/garbage dump-like state of my living quarters), but I spent most of last night and tonight making the room my sister and I share inhabitable for kittens. It's clean, it's as safe as it can be, and there's enough floorspace for them to play. They'll only be allowed out under strictest supervision until the rest of my family pitches in and helps me get this place safe for them, which I suspect will be a gradual process taking place over the next week or so. Until then, they live in our room. That's my law. That's the Law of Tavie.

That said, I am very excited.

I've also been thinking about Lily and Rosie all day. I know they know I love them and I'm not replacing them. They can't be replaced. I'm just adding, not replacing. Adding. It's addition. It's math.

It feels weird not to be at Mint Manor.

I have still not started my paper but I swear I will tomorrow.

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