Yeah, can't wait to get home to my own black cat (have we had this discussion? Cause I think everyone needs at least one. Black cat, I mean. Mine's named after Samuel L. Jackson, because really: what cooler cat is there?)
It's all good, Rosie. Just don't hurt yourself on the way to the bed...I'm queen of tripping and braining myself after I've had a couple...
[Edit: Here's the shark that hit me, a few seconds before it reared up..it was a medium-sized male named Squire...truth be told I think it was going for some bait, a gnarly big tuna head, and missed...
http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/2976 ... allth2.jpg
(yes, they name the sharks...there are a slew of scientists out on Isla Guadalupe, where these fish live, that are doing a bunch of research on them. They have to name 'em, to keep 'em all straight. Personal rant: They are not at all mindless eating machines. They are in fact incredibly endangered. And they are really beautiful, in the flesh...</rant>
Squire comes back for another look:
http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/9598/d ... allkn7.jpg)]