Rhymin' Wreckers - What if cakes were the last lines in really bad poems? Come, my friends. LET US DREAM TOGETHER. *Work anniversary Head of the class A lousy coffee c...
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
So, where would a cat be happier: in an apartment where the carpet was being cleaned, or with me in my office. I guessed in my office, and it seems to be a good bet so far. This is her second day here, as the carpet cleaners failed to show up yesterday. Since cats do mostly sleep all day, it probably doesn't matter where she is.