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It's going to be a "great" day..

Woke up late. Totally congested and gasping for air through a throat that envies the smoothness and moisture that sandpaper has. No biggie. Oh, I forgot that I have no clean underwear and socks, and I was supposed to get up early to start the dryer again. Damn.

Pit stop at the bathroom. Got my "friend" a day early. Great. Oh look, cat puke all over the bathroom mat. Clean up my mess, then search for paper towel to clean up cat mess.

Hmmmm... the cats aren't acting all crazy. aolfe must have fed them. Nope. They just helped themselves to the 20 pound bag of food in the entrance way. Turn on the entrance way light to survey the bulk of the damage when the light burns out.

Clean up cat puke (which resulted in a new mat so no one would step in gooey goodness when they get out of the shower), put stain stuff on my clothing, dump about 18 pounds of food into their container while sweeping up the majority of the mess that I can see in the shadows, and turn the dryer on. Now, as my clothes dry, I'm waiting for things to get steadily worse.

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dreamfilled
Mar. 10th, 2005 02:11 am (UTC)
Very, very minutely. But, it did. Thanks for using your Jedi-like powers and Yoda-like wisdom. *grins
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(Anonymous)
Mar. 10th, 2005 12:44 am (UTC)
Eww. Don't say "my mess".

Bo Beri
dreamfilled
Mar. 10th, 2005 02:12 am (UTC)
*laughs* Needless to say, I was still majorly grumpy when I typed that.

Sorry, Bo Beri.
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