I've never really been one to worry about changing with an open window in the room. Afterall, I grew up on an acreage, where there was no way anyway was going to be looking in through my window, and plus, I have no modesty. And other than one incident at Star's house, this has never proven to be a problem for me. In my house now, my room is in the basement, so I still don't worry about it - the window is at ground level, so I figure anyone looking through it has other problems that need to be dealt with.

So tonight, I was getting changed for the Christmas party and Steph and Trent's. I was walking over to the other side of my room to get my shirt, wearing only my bra. I glanced up at the window, for no particular reason, and the two dogs from next door (totally evil little yappy terriers) were sitting in their living room window, staring at our house. I assume one of my cats was upstairs in the window that faces it, but it was still very creepy. They looked like they were plotting against me - "Hmm, an unsuspecting human. Let us sneak up, and attack her. Mwahahaha." I hate dogs.

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The other morning my cats tried a new technique for waking me up. Usually, they come and scratch at my door, meowing until either they get bored, or I give in. Well, when this didn't work for them the other day, and I was the one who was going to be feeding them, they took on a new approach. Namely, the run-at-the-door-and-slam-into-it-until-we-get-it-open technique. My cats are too clever for their own good.

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My new shirt is apparently not red - it is burgundy. Either way though, it looks fantastic and I'm thrilled with it. Maybe I'll be able to get a picture in it that I can put up. It's soooo pretty. Thank you Starlin'. Okay, going to the party now...