I'm depressed. Somebody tapdance or something.
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::plays Christmas/Sarajevo by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra really loudly for Zenkitty::
I would, but there's a 35 lb snugglepup sprawled on my chest.
My cat is twitching on her back in a sunbeam-induced coma, so I can't wake her.
Besides, I am a crap tapdancer.
I'm depressed. Somebody tapdance or something.
Sorry. Too depressed. Also, I'm not wearing shoes.
Oh no, it's a gloomy sunday. I guess pie won't be enough.
Would it be a good day to go see a Harry Potter movie?
I just dropped the cereal keeper that I had the spendy dry cat food in, that I use for the cats' treat balls. Half the container, all over the kitchen floor. We just swept and mopped yesterday, so I don't think I'm being too horrible a cat mom by sweeping most of it up and putting it back in. Letting them clean up the rest.
I still feel pretty stoopit, though.
I could tapdance, but I'm not sure it would help.
Yeah, I think you could sweep it up without any problem.
I'm trying to be a good girl and use speech recognition software for the first time in a long time. I usually don't, because it's so hard to correct that you end up typing anyway. I have to get my hands a little bit of time off.
It's a sunny, windy day here. I should be swimming regularly for exercise, but the pool isn't heated. And I'm sure it would be freezing right now. So I'll just take another walk today.