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witchscauldronYes, it is extrordinarily late. My head is throbbing, my stomach is cramping, and I am very very tired. I was finishing some web-work and going to bed, when I discovered some stupid cat had pissed on my side of the bed, through my comforter.
This would not be quite so irritating had they not already pissed on the bed once today already, and Jason had not washed all of the bedding once today already.
This would also not be so irritating if we weren't about to run out of laundry soap, and didn't have 3 loads of the stuff still to wash without having to wash the damn bedding again.
AND NO SLEEP. >_<
Tell me again why life is worth living? I fucking give up. At the very least, I should drown some of these miserable, ungrateful flea-bearing wastes of time. Or eat them. Or something.
Well, hey, I'm getting my website work done. >_< Might as well try to be mindlessly cheerful as well as unrested.
-M.
P.S - Thanks Jeff. You know what I'm talkin' about. It was appreciated.
-M.
This would not be quite so irritating had they not already pissed on the bed once today already, and Jason had not washed all of the bedding once today already.
This would also not be so irritating if we weren't about to run out of laundry soap, and didn't have 3 loads of the stuff still to wash without having to wash the damn bedding again.
AND NO SLEEP. >_<
Tell me again why life is worth living? I fucking give up. At the very least, I should drown some of these miserable, ungrateful flea-bearing wastes of time. Or eat them. Or something.
Well, hey, I'm getting my website work done. >_< Might as well try to be mindlessly cheerful as well as unrested.
-M.
P.S - Thanks Jeff. You know what I'm talkin' about. It was appreciated.
-M.
