It is one of those days. It must be the winter darkness that has descended upon me. Miranda is in a terrible mood. People annoy her and she feels like being unkind and unpleasant to everybody.
It is a good thing I don't have a lot of power when I am this grumpy. If I had I would have put all my colleagues (at the library) and most of our visitors in a row, have them drop their skirts and trousers and knickers and briefs and whatnot. And then I would run along that row equipped with some nasty thing, like a bath brush or an old fashioned whip and hit every buttock in sight.
Sorry for being so mean but this is how I feel today. Maybe it will be better when Felicia gets home and she can give me a big hug. Hugs are great against grumpiness.