Highlights of the Day:

Ysabet: What time do you have to be up for work?
Icka!: 'nother half hour or so.
Ysabet: Okay.
*Icka! closes eyes, drifts back off to sleep. Ysabet opens up the back door*
Ysabet: SPOOOOTTTTT!!!!! SPOT! WHERE ARE YOU? HEEERE KITTY KITTY KITTY KITTY!!! SPOT! YA DAMN CAT !! WHERE ARE YOU?! SPOOOOOOTTTTTT!!!!
*Icka! gives sleep up for lost and wanders into the kitchen for a drink of water. Ysabet stalks into the kitchen*
Ysabet: Oh! You decided to get up?
Icka!: . . . .

Other Highlightof the day:
Glancing out the window of the bus and seeing a guy ride his bicycle past the bus, wearing a kilt, his blue and grey tartan flapping in the breeze.

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(apologies for not responding/posting much, but after frantically attempting to learn the job while dealing with unhappy customers for 8.5 hours, plus the 2 hours to work and the 2 hours back, m'just not having the time or energy ta do much)

[Edit: Signs that Icka! is tired and needs to go to bed:

Icka!: Okay... There's a manga series called 'As the God of Death Dictates'-?
Ysabet: What kind of dictation?
Icka!: Uh... "Ayumi is a 16-year-old who has a crush on her classmate, Musashi. One day, the God of Death appears before her, and announces that she has only one month left to live. There's no stopping the hourglass of fate!! Life is short, girl, so love with all your might!!"
Ysabet: So what kind of dictation is it? The sitting and writing kind or where someone posts an edict somewhere?
*Icka! stares blankly*
Ysabet: Don't mind me, I'm being clever and verbage.
Icka!: ...Um... I'm... writing porn..?
Ysabet: Well yes, okay, that's three different kinds of dictation. *cracks up*]