| Oh, Neko! |
[22 Apr 2008|12:30pm] |
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Dwayne has created monster. No matter where he is or what he's doing, he lets Neko sit on him. She has actually taken to stalking him throughout the house. Sometimes she's silent as she does this; sometimes she vocalizes her demands that she sit his ass down so she can get up on him.
Somehow, some way, her obsession is now extending to me. She spent thirty minutes this morning standing on my desk trying to convince me to let her on my lap. I would love to tell you I refused to give in, but she finally wore me down.
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| Oh, pants! |
[22 Apr 2008|07:32pm] |
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I am attending a writers' conference this weekend, so I bought new pants. (Or trousers, some of you might say.) The pants are too long. I took them to the nearest dry cleaners/alterationist to get them hemmed. He didn't have a changing room and didn't want me to go into his bathroom - which must have been very dirty indeed. Instead, he waited OUTSIDE THE SHOP while I changed behind a big old rack of clothes.
It's weird that a place where one goes to get clothes cleaned can be such a disaster area. I'm hopeful whoever sews for him won't fuck up my pants!
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| Six-Word Memoir |
[22 Apr 2008|07:43pm] |
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Sorry for the rush of posts! I just remembered that I didn't do that Six-Word Memoir Amanda tagged me for ages ago. Since I'm being kind of bipolar lately, I'll do two:
Has a sickening need for validation.
and
Loves to love to love you.
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