The Scales of Injustice

On a scale of 1 to 10, I'm hot and itchy and overcome with a strange desire to lick the cat's ear.  I guess that puts me at about 8 with 10 being batshit crazy.  Hey, it happens.  And the cat just looks like he needs his ear licked.  And his nails trimmed, but that's a whole other story.

See, this is why I don't post when I don't have things to say.  Random insanity comes out instead.

The Fine Print: Stamps 'n Stuff by Club Scrap "Apothecary" set.  I'm still itchy.  And hot.  Spring has forsaken us for this thing called Summer, not to be confused with Furnace Blast which will be in a couple more of months.  I can see I am going to have to forgo purchasing stamps so I can purchase air conditioning instead.