Aww.

There was a lovely grey and white cat stuck on the roof of one of my apartment buildings this morning. It called most plaintively, and I tried to lure it down with promises of love and pettings, but it just flattened itself against the roof and continued to cry. There was a tree nearby, but the branches did not start until a bit above where my hands could reach. Sadness.

On another note, I have /got/ to start reclaiming my creativity. This just isn't good, the way I've been lately. I need to work on something that isn't, well, /work/ again.