Aug 21, 2007 01:01
I'm bored.
When you hear the tone, the time will be, 1:02 and three quarters.
When you hear the tone, the time will be, 1:02 and four fifths.
When you hear the tone, the time will be, 1:02 and I'm bored out of my skin and it's 1:03, Woohoo.
Just got back from a vacation at a friend's canal-side house.
My garden's purdy much dead.
Cept for my blueberries.
My blueberries thrive on neglect, yessireebob.
I think I got bitten by skeeters while I was away, I'm itching something awful.
My tummy hurts -.- but my mom locked the kitchen so I can't microwave my oreo kitty neck-wrap to get rid of the pain. Bummer.
My DS is out of juice, or close to being out of juice, and there are no outlets near my bed so I can plug it in and play.
My dog and my bird were happy to see me though---it's nice to be appreciated.
Apparently, my pup's wiped out, because she is sleeping soundly on the sofa. That could be because it's late tho. I dunno.
Haha... this isn't a journal, this is a complaint log!
Oh well...
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I guess I'll climb back in bed now.
-shrug-
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EDIT:
I kept hearing this strange noise...
Like a motor, or maybe some strange device running in the middle of the night. Turns out it was my dog snoring.