"Can't Deny it, Can't Pretend..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

So to-day--! I found out why Cali was so ill all over the place a few days ago. She ate approximately half of the chocolate-cherry cordials. That would just about do it, you silly snuggly creature.

And Maggie's been vacuuming up chocolate chips. For goodness' sake, it's a wonder they're not all dead, it really is.

I got to go Christmas shopping to-day, and have already got several projects started, which makes me feel suitably productive. That is a feeling a need to keep from going insane, so. That's good. To-morrow I need to call Nana and Granddad. I have also got to get a new chair for the computer, because the substitute one we're using in place of the one Cali ruined is driving me mad. It doesn't swivel. Swivel chairs are a necessary part of my habitat. Meeble.

Butyes. With the productive, with the activity, with the possible job interview, all of which is keeping me sane. Go me.

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[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

You'd think. New chairs are expensive. ;__________;

--It has; she's properly well again. Waen is furious, though. They were her cherry cordials.