23 February 2007
15 minutes later
Chaos. Six throwing paper around because he can't make a heart. Four yelling that Six is yelling. Three telling Five that he's fat. Five whining and tattling not on Three, but on Four.
I discover I'm out of coffee.
The dog, despairing of ever being let out by these maniac humans, floods the hallway.
There's something I can't identify seeping over the edge of the dinner (breakfast and lunch) table.
It is what it is.
I have the best life in the universe.
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Where are the paper towels, right now?
I discover I'm out of coffee.
The dog, despairing of ever being let out by these maniac humans, floods the hallway.
There's something I can't identify seeping over the edge of the dinner (breakfast and lunch) table.
It is what it is.
I have the best life in the universe.
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Where are the paper towels, right now?
