Cain's butt is so dirty that I have threatened him with a bath. He was outraged last night that I wiped him with a baby wipe. How audacious! What an insult!
Please. I didn't sodomize him.
In more news of my flakiness, I lost my mortgage payment on the stairwell at school for several hours last night until I remembered that I had walked downstairs earlier in the day. What a relief! Plus I also looked at the health class syllabus and realized that my final project was due today and not Thursday. Whoops. Works out better for me though. I have also been nauseated and headachey and icky feeling for the past two weeks and I can't decide if it is stress, allergies or A Dread Disease.
But, work is going well.
I almost don't see the point in going to vote tomorrow, since I am sure that these new electronic voting machines are proof of a global conspiracy. Ah well--let Blackwell win, and I know that I'm doing the right thing to think to leave the state for greener pastures.
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