Saturday, 11 December 2010

Attack-Cat

I just got home, just put on my pj:s, just lay down in my nice, comfy bed. And there's a cat stuck on my foot.

Dear, sweet cat. I love y'all more than white bread but when I get home after being down-town all day meeting new people, drinking pop and watching nerds play magic (nothing says Christmas more than nerds playing magic!) I do not appreciate your claws and teeth deep in-bedded in my flesh.  Please let go and just fall asleep, will you?

Anyhow. So that's what I've been doing today. I went to town (thanks for the ride, mam!) spent an hour or two reading in the library, made Christmas decorations with a bunch of three-year-olds, watched a friend of mine preforming and chatted with some real interesting people (nerds Nerds NERDS!)

Now I. Am. Too tired for. Com. Plete. Sentences.
G'night!

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