Saturday, October 3, 2009

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Spent the night at my parents' place. I had to tape a sleeping bag to the window in my old room to be able to sleep in it. Six blankets and I almost didn't shiver anymore. My cat, who normally does her best to amputate my face, actually curled up in my arms and licked my cheek. She hasn't done that since she was a baby and we still hadn't learned she's evil. I don't know who she thinks she's fooling but it was still nice with some rat-breath on my face. They also renamed her again, nowadays she's called Mold.

My dad was bored so he decided to bake. He's not bored anymore but his hands are all burnt and he's screaming like a little girl. But the cookies were good.

All is as normal as it gets here.

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