C is slaving away to prepare for his trip to L.A. on Sunday. I think of various devious activities whilst the cat is away. I'm going to hop on my speedy orange bike and terrorize Berkeley and demand bacon sandwhiches everywhere I go. Maybe I'll just return my overdue library books. I could go visit friends but a much more secretive plan is in order.



But my plan is foiled! C is not leaving until Monday so my super secret plan must sleep.