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Thurs, Jun. 5
... Little Susie
Good morning. Again. :o) Not going to go into all the details about what's happening again. Like it happens every morning.

I brought home my kitten this evening. She's sleeping on my lap right now. Poor thing was absolutely terrified, but she's okay now... the more comfortable she's gotten in my house, the more adventurous she's become.

She needs a name, though. She's dark grey, with a white belly and feet, and a white stripe down the middle of her face, right down her nose, and white around her mouth. So... if you have any ideas, sign my guestbook and let me know!

Hmm. Tonight would have been one of those nights when I would have just taken off. I got in the car at 3:30, and just drove around (with a cherry coke) for an hour. Just around the city, just because I could, just because I wanted to. I like this schedule. Really. I could easily live with something like this. Unfortunately, the rest of the world doesn't agree with me, and to most of the world, 5:00 a.m. is closer to wake-up time than bedtime.

Anyways... I'm going to go to bed. It's starting to get light out, and that means that it's time to get some sleep.

One year ago today: There's not really a lot to say at this point--we haven't been in the car long enough to have any really intense bonding discussions, and we haven't been together long enough to do anything really crazy. Although yesterday, we did have freezies, and they were spiked or something, because we laughed so hard at the stupidest things. You know, one of those things when everything's funny, even when it's not... but it was. Really. It just wouldn't be to try and reiterate it all.
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posted at 4:55 a.m.