Late to the party (hello again insomnia!), but that's cute that you think that there's a phone where they'd be taking you.
"Listen to me, It's Homer. I'm in a bit of trouble and I need you to call my lawyer for me." "Hi, I'm Elmo. Do you want to play?" "Yeah, I know I called you. I don't have a lot of time and --" "Do you know what colour a firetruck is?" "God damn it, pay attention! I'm in a lot of shit here." "Elmo said you should have cleared your browser history." "... Elmo.?" " ..." "What did you do, Elmo?" " ..." "WHAT DID YOU GODDAM DO!?!?
Well I think I have wrapped up chapter 3 with 2524 words, bringing the total too 9067. And of course the advanced society with an orbital ring has the most ideal currency ever conceived: coins. Quilani has 700 ounces of platinum from selling her bra to the weird fly thing. So a 43.75 lb sack of coins.
I woke with a smile, when I realised my cat had climbed onto my chest, and settled down there. She's never done it before. So sweet. Not sure how long she'd been there. I sleep heavily. Could have been hours. I'm not very big, so theoretically she could have crushed me to death. It's not a bad way to go
Yesterday was payday. Today is a costume party. I am bad at makeup. I am paying to get a dumb glam job at the mall makeup place (as I’m just donning my brocade gown I commissioned last year for the costume wedding). I’ll probably look dumb and like a pig in lipstick and I’m still really excited.
Lol. No, but she was right over my heart. I had my arms out wide. I don't know. It felt pretty crushing ha ha. I shouldn't complain. She might sleep on my face tonight
One time I had the covers pulled over my head and my little calico cat decided to sleep on it. Nothing like 7 pounds of warm contented purring buzzing through your skull on a cold night.
My cat isnt very big. But neither am I. Attacking me a few minutes ago Oops. Photos deleted, due to the link containing my name!