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I’m trying different catfoods for Finney. He likes the gravy of the Weruva, but leaves most of the chicken behind. I broke down and fed him some of the food he likes (but is allergic to). I need to find a grain-free dry food to give him as a treat.

I took this picture of all the people waiting for a train going to the opposite direction to where I was going. I was almost alone on my side. The story of my life, I thought. Everyone else going in a different direction than me.

So Finney is fat. Plus, he’s getting a lot of furballs and has thrown up twice on the comforter, making me have to take it to be cleaned ($20 x 2). But that was nothing compared to throwing up on the couch yesterday while I was at work. Now I have to pay for it to be dry cleaned ($150-ish). Please go back to throwing up on the comforter, Finney.

I also have finally decided he is allergic to his food. He does this scooting thing which is not an anal glands issue. (He doesn’t stop after having them expressed.) So I switched him to Weruva starting this morning. This is a high quality grain-free diet. I’m just nervous because he gets struvite crystals, but after googling this seems like it might be okay. I’m going to add a pinch of vitamin C to his meals. I feel good about this decision.

I can go back to stressing about working at the Census all the time and having no time or energy left to work on my book.

Oh, and Bones fans!! Last night!! Hodgins and Angela!! YAY!!

I have just a few Spring Cleaning few things left to do today, but I think after that I will take an actual day off. I haven’t done that since I went full time. I had too much writing work to do. I should write today as well, but what the hell.

Every tree one block over had a “No Parking” sign for Saturday. What is going to happen Saturday? If it’s a movie shoot they usually say so, so perhaps some street work of some kind. Look how green it is!

Thanks to my friend Chris, I got to see Noam Chomsky last night. He was supposed to talk about justice and injustice in the fifties, and he did, but he really talked about justice and injustice throughout all the decades he has lived. Ultimately, he left me a little depressed. I agreed with much of what he said about what’s going on now, both good and the bad, but here’s what I took away: compared to other times there is a lot less repression, but we’re not using our relative freedom. There is more hopelessness. More a feeling of “what can I do?” Our inaction is a gift to business and other elements we should be protesting and speaking up about.

I will not be protesting today. I will be cleaning. The next two days are my annual Spring Cleaning. I just love sprucing up. I got up early even though it’s my day off and I didn’t have to.

Bikes all over the place!  This is what I saw when I came up out of the Chambers Street subway stop yesterday.  Tons and tons o’ bicyclists.  For the NYPD to pester.  (Sorry my NYPD friends. But what is it about you guys and bikes?  You hate them!)

More bicyclists. There were plenty of adorable junior bicyclists as well.