Wednesday, November 12, 2003
It was a dark and rainy night. Well, late afternoon. I came home to a huge pile of dishes, courtesy of the sliced thumb, and then discovered one of the cats had puked on the desk. Luckily none of the important papers were vomited upon. Very irritating. Why is it that cats insist on puking on fabric or paper? Never in the bathtub or sink, which are much easier to clean.
Oh, and it is raining outside. A steady shower, starts for a while, slows, stops. Restarts. And so on. Since I had the house and guesthouse reroofed in June I don't mind the rain. Before it was awful, I felt like some po' white trash ho' as the water came through my bedroom ceiling and plop-plop-plopped into a pot. And the cats thought that was the most exciting thing since canned cat food.
Going over to hang out with Gavin in a while. Taking some jalapeno cheddar cornbread that is cookin' up in the stove.
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Oh, and it is raining outside. A steady shower, starts for a while, slows, stops. Restarts. And so on. Since I had the house and guesthouse reroofed in June I don't mind the rain. Before it was awful, I felt like some po' white trash ho' as the water came through my bedroom ceiling and plop-plop-plopped into a pot. And the cats thought that was the most exciting thing since canned cat food.
Going over to hang out with Gavin in a while. Taking some jalapeno cheddar cornbread that is cookin' up in the stove.
