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~It's overcast and quiet. A few of the little weasels are running around like maniacs, but the rest are sleeping, as is Le-Le.
I have very little I need to do. Pull the garbage can to the curb before morning. The usual eat, sleep, shit, wash dishes and do a regular bowl check so the aforementioned weasels don't starve.
It's supposed to rain the next three days. I hope it does, a nice steady soaking rain. I'll just sit here and think fondly of the leak in the ceiling of my old bedroom. I doubt they've done more than simply slap some paint on it.
I have very little I need to do. Pull the garbage can to the curb before morning. The usual eat, sleep, shit, wash dishes and do a regular bowl check so the aforementioned weasels don't starve.
It's supposed to rain the next three days. I hope it does, a nice steady soaking rain. I'll just sit here and think fondly of the leak in the ceiling of my old bedroom. I doubt they've done more than simply slap some paint on it.