And I've got foodz. And the cats have foodz. And I've got beer. The cats can make do with water (which they prefer to beer anyway.) On the whole, not a bad unlucky day. A better than average unlucky day, in fact. Plus I now get two hours of English people murdering one another on television. It has already begun, so this entry is complete.
Friday the Thirteenth!
And I've got foodz. And the cats have foodz. And I've got beer. The cats can make do with water (which they prefer to beer anyway.) On the whole, not a bad unlucky day. A better than average unlucky day, in fact. Plus I now get two hours of English people murdering one another on television. It has already begun, so this entry is complete.
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52/25: Sunny, Alas
For the first time in days I woke to bright light streaming through the blinds, and it made me sad. There had been rain almost all day Tuesday, and I…
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52/24: Wet II
Sluggishly dragging myself out of bed at midnight after having spent eight hours there (though probably only three quarters of them actually asleep)…
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52/23: Coma Chameleon
I'm yawning and my jaw hurts. I'm happy that it's still overcast and raining, since that means that there is little light to penetrate the window…
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