Dazed and Confused
Join Date: May 2012
Location: Upstate New York
Alarm goes off, I get up to snooze it, and I step in something cold and wet. Cat yack. I believe I've mentioned before that cats (at least ours) puke out of boredom. Damn, so I stagger out of the bedroom through the living room and I step in another cold and wet. Apparently our cats were really bored last night. I gotta teach them how to run the remote for the TV. So I get a couple of paper towels and on my way back into the living room, I see tiny dog poop by the front door. We have a chihuahua that will bark at a blowing leaf, but will not utter a sound if nature calls. Son of a... So the dog poop gets picked up and the yack cleaned up and I get set to start my day... without the precious snooze that I've come accustomed to. I pick up my lunch box and I find a dead mouse inside. It had crawled into a zip lock bag that I use for mixed nuts to munch on while driving (yes, come to upstate NY and you may find me driving down the road chewing my nuts... shut up) and apparently asphyxiated itself .
It's at this point and time on a Monday morning when I've been up for less than a half hour and didn't get to snooze that I have to ask myself: do I really want to face the rest of the day??
And how was your day?
Chewing on asphalt and drinking dinosaur wine