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slow night

Posted on July 16, 2004 By admin 2 Comments on slow night

*yawn*

Tonight was a slow night. Left the office kinda late – partly due to the fact that a coworker called at the last minute and I-had-to-do-something-really-really-important-now-now-now-or-else-the-world-blows-up. Whatever.

Got home, played with the cat, made food, watched TV. Slow night. Boris spent most of the evening sleeping on various parts of my body. He's going to be a bloody superball tonight… oh well, he's a cat. He's really savaging my laptop bag, so I really need to get those nylon straps asap to make him a cat toy so he'll leave my backpack alone.

Getting my third tattoo done tomorrow.

Then it's the weekend.

Do the hustle! (damn you [info]ultimategirl)

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Comments (2) on “slow night”

  1. ultimategirl says:
    July 16, 2004 at 12:17 pm

    Dance! Dance, I say!

    Heh!Heh!Heh!

    (http://livejournal.com/users/ultimategirl)

  2. talisker says:
    July 16, 2004 at 12:23 pm

    I'm naming my first ulcer after you :P

    (http://livejournal.com/users/talisker)

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