rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Must of Been Something I Et

Portia found it awfully easy to purr me to sleep on the couch this evening. Dinner was larger than I'd intended it to be, but still. One would think one could keep one's eyes open long enough for one to watch one show on television. (Wait, what? Guess I'm still bleary.) It turned into the longest unintended nap I've had in weeks. Not even my tinnitus could wake me up, nor the chilly night air. Was there a soporific in that prepared rice dish? Has the salad dressing been tampered with? Who gains from knocking me on my arse?

If I discover that Portia has ordered something over the Internet, there'll be kitty hall to pay!


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