I spent last night spinning from one insane dream to another, waking for brief moments to say "Holy Cow!" to myself before sinking back into the maelstrom of delusional imagery that I was assaulting myself with. Time after time I would escape it, only to fall back in to some nightmare that Wes Craven could only dream about putting on film.
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If your family's last name happens to be "Addams."
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I think cats love feet- their odor, their wiggly bits, the nifty things that they wear (hurray socks! shoes are meant for sticking your head into, aren't they? ;) )
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Last night was ass, indeed. Mama just HAD to have a 3AM walk. No poops, just a walk. kthanxbi. Then my work pager goes off at 4AM. Am I needed? No, just an "informational alert" about what someone in another department in another part of the country did that has NO EFFECT on me or my job. Uh, yeah, kthanxbi AGAIN.
Yet I was chipper this morning and I am NOT a morning person.
Now, me sleepy and crawl under the desk for please.
OK?
Thanks!
Bye.
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So says me, bring it beyotches. I'm a gonna WIN.
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