Patrick
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Man I need some time off. That must sound funny coming from a guy whose commute to work is approximately 10' from my bed to my computer. It's the truth nevertheless. I'm a busy mofo.
I got calls to make and calls to return. Emails to read, emails to write. Things to buy, things to sell. Things to pack and things to chuck. And on top of all this ... I got a cat's ass to shave and a lot of poop to clean up.
I wrote about three paragraphs detailing the last statement and I erased them. You don't need to know about Fats' poop problem. Let's just say he's 16 years old next month and that makes him a senior citizen in cat years. He's falling apart. First it was his thyroid. Then it was his kidneys. Now I guess it's his starfish. God damn I'm glad he's not a dog.
Tonight - Doc's Clock.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, April 27, 2006
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