Nov 30, 2006 03:21
Chapel's pacing. Pacing.
Have you ever seen a tortoise pace?
It's getting to me, his contanst back-and-forth, loud exhalations making it impossible to just ignore him for even a moment.
He's upset that I'm not letting him into the bedroom. But he's sick and it's for his own good.
He just doesn't like me for it.
Being not-liked is fine. Good, even. Being driven slowly mad at 3:30 in the morning by a frustrated tortoise is not good. Uncool.