Apr 10, 2008 15:33
Yesterday I thought that my washer was busted. Occasionally it gets unbalanced when I do certain loads but this time it wouldn't start working again. All I could think was the last thing I needed was a busted washer full of we clothes.
Thankfully much swearing and death threats and giving it 20 minutes to sulk had it working again.
Phew.
And right now Loki has decided that I really should be petting him as opposed to writing because he has smacked me in the back with his paw no less than 5 times. Every time I turn around he's sitting there all pretty waiting for me to pet him.
I'm gonna need to take a break for a bit as he's now making moves to walk across the keyboard.
Ok I'm back.
We'll in the sense that I'm now typing with one hand.
Last night I had a dream that involved zombies, stupid people, and Wes's cat Cordy. I swear some people panic way to easily at the sight of Zombies causing nothing but trouble. And no I don't mean you Xander, you weren't in the dream.
zombies,
dream,
wee-demons,
wesley,
xander