You thought I was kidding with the "Centennial" reference, eh?
Last night was windy. Last night, my friggin' basement window FELL OUT. Completely. Laying on the floor. Earmuffs, everyone.
fuck
The fact that it was an alarmed window does not comfort me so much regarding my happy safe cocoon. On the plus side, the raccoon didn't come in. I don't think. Dear God.
Now with added nutrients.
Qu'est que cest?
- Psycho Kitty
- Still bitchy--just not here. If you need to know where, ask lanya15 AT hotmail.
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