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verbicideNo matter how lame I am, at least my cat loves me.
He's been very cute lately. Ever since OB bought me 9million plants that are filling my balcony like a small, but colorful jungle, Hobbes has been glued to the be-screened sliding glass door. Nose pressed against the wire, praying for a miracle.
Every time I walk into the kitchen for a glass of water, he gives me this desperate look. "Mowr. Want to eat and then barf up that spiky plant. Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?"
Ack. Now must dash off to U Village to meet Emma for coffee and resume review. Shit shit, should also take cover letter samples. Excited to see her again as she is a blast.
He's been very cute lately. Ever since OB bought me 9million plants that are filling my balcony like a small, but colorful jungle, Hobbes has been glued to the be-screened sliding glass door. Nose pressed against the wire, praying for a miracle.
Every time I walk into the kitchen for a glass of water, he gives me this desperate look. "Mowr. Want to eat and then barf up that spiky plant. Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?"
Ack. Now must dash off to U Village to meet Emma for coffee and resume review. Shit shit, should also take cover letter samples. Excited to see her again as she is a blast.
