June 8th, 2002



Yesterday at work I could barely keep my eyes open. So I ended up going home and taking a nap at 6:30.

I woke up at 1:30 in the morning, ate some pasta, watched some Homicide, went back to bed.

Finally got out of bed at 8:30.

That's pathetic, isn't it?

In other news, the kitties brought me a present. A little dead mole with lots of puncture wounds. Lillie says her vet says that when they bring you stuff, it's because they think you're their kitten and they're trying to teach you to hunt.
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