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The day began too early. 3am, to be exact, when I was awakened by a faint but unmistakable sound. Walked out into the hallway to find Gaby standing beside a puddle of hork. I explained that when one insists upon nibbling on dirt, grass, and other savories, things like this are bound to happen. Didn't say it quite that way, though. It came out sounding more like "Dammit, Gaby!"
Cleaned it up. Let the Vomit Comet and her sidekick outside for a few minutes. Let them back in, and went back to bed. The alarm rang at 6am. Too soon.
Really, really looking forward to Wiscon next week. Taking the laptop, and hope to get work done. I want to sit in coffee shops. I need to buy shoes. I want to sleep past 6am without an alarm going off and a dog shoving his empty bowl in my face.
Cleaned it up. Let the Vomit Comet and her sidekick outside for a few minutes. Let them back in, and went back to bed. The alarm rang at 6am. Too soon.
Really, really looking forward to Wiscon next week. Taking the laptop, and hope to get work done. I want to sit in coffee shops. I need to buy shoes. I want to sleep past 6am without an alarm going off and a dog shoving his empty bowl in my face.
