Dear Master, Your slave woke up around 11:45, all tangled in blankets again (after You thoughtfully untangled them this morning... Your slave was aware of what You did, but couldn't muster the energy to say much of anything). Made the bed (at least as much as it's ever made :>), and came out to do the dishes. Saw your note, and started dishes and working on the paperwork.

Your slave is curious about the really thick folder of papers in your filing chest... was trying to figure out what they were to determine if anything needed to be filed with them, and saw something that he really wasn't expecting... easy to see the record, but not easy to see -why-?

Your slave is going to have lunch with Amadeus, will be back in a little while.