Cat Lady/Book Lady

I am so tired and still a little car sick.  My bed tonight will not be made of air, nor will I have to share it with anyone.  Ok, well, that stack of books on the other side of my bed doesn't really count.  I haven't watched any good or bad movies recently and I highly doubt that you want to listen to more of my swooning over Inspector Lewis's Sergeant Hathaway.  I won't waste your time, I'm too tired and I really just rather pop a tums and crawl into bed.  I can leave you with the funniest thing I have heard in a while:  "You asked about romantic ventures, does researching which breeds of cats will be most likely not to eat my corpse count?"

Iz won't eatz you!