Jun 16, 2006 21:16
"That's not growling, that's just a dog's way of purring."
"Throw an encyclopedia at it? She looked like she'd like to put the cat between two encyclopedias and just kind of clap it to death."
"If I got irritated, she'd get pissed. If I got pissed, she'd get mad. If I got mad, she'd go fucking red alert def con one and empty the missile silo."
All quotes from Stephen King's LT's Theory of Pets. It started because of the quiet evening at home.
It feels like it's been a while since I had a normal weekend. Last weekend, I was in Michigan. Before that, I was nervous about a doctor's appointment on Monday. Before that, I was in Lebanon, out dancing.
Tonight, I'm chillin. I have a rum and coke the way I like it. A ham sandwich and pretzels. Cigarettes. TV. Movies. Cats. I like this.
I watched Unleashed (Jet Li, Morgan Freeman). Very good. I have Training Day, borrowed from the guy upstairs. I'll probably watch it tonight. If not tonight, then tomorrow.
I work tomorrow. I worked today, 10 to 1.30, 3 to 6. Tomorrow: 7 to 1.30. Alone. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. If T.'s not there, clean up will actually go faster. The girl has never swept or vacuumed, I swear to god. Now she's on vacation. I'll be out of there by 1.45.
curves,
movies,
daily