Thursday, March 31, 2011

Uh, for the eleventeenth time...

We do not have a garbage disposal. I repeat this everyday. Sometimes several times in the same day. Yet, Crash can't work it out, Giz can't work it out, Mr Christina can't work it out. This has been a crappy day. Crappy at work, (literally) crappy at home. I still want to punt the cat into next Tuesday. I want 37 1/2 hours of sleep, a 12 pak of Bud and an address that even 911 can't find. Applications for staging my kidnapping and/or helping me fake my death are now being accepted.
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  1. AnonymousMarch 31, 2011 at 11:18 PM

    Love ya

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  2. UnknownApril 1, 2011 at 12:27 AM

    sorry gf..you could come over til ya miss'em:)aiming from here would just be for fun:)
    bring cat.fox in the neighborhood has been inviting them into the woods:)

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  3. UnknownApril 3, 2011 at 11:41 PM

    I bet if you added installing one to Mr Christina's ta do list they would get the hint LOL

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