Whose idea was that?

Today's meant to be the International Day of Happiness. Hm. I'd have to say I have other plans. At least Coconut seems to be recovering okay. Having a rat go under anaesthetic is always scary; they're so small and it's dangerous for even a healthy rat.

Must find some way to get out this weekend, at least on one day. I'm getting stir crazy. Work is more stressful because it's piling up, so the people who allocate work on to us tend to share the favour. Guys, it doesn't matter how bloody urgent it is, so is the assignment you gave me ten minutes ago. I have been unable to mutate extra limbs and teach them how to type.

Supervisor's partner came to pick her up last Monday, also bringing their five-month-old Siamese kitten draped nonchalantly around his shoulders. Eric (the kitten) seemed to accept the general adoration and cuddling as simply his due. Not really that friendly, more like a pop star with the fans. I'll try to get a picture of him some time. He's extremely aristocratic with brilliant blue eyes. I had to write "includes time spent admiring Eric" on my sheet to explain my less than stellar speed.

I'd like one of those, but the rats have vetoed the request.