Hey...
Yeah, I actually am-sporadically, anyway-cleaning the house.
Got all the tiny pieces of chewed wood, the dishes (the pile of silverware weighed more than I do, fer fucks sake), most of the wash...still have the refrigerator (what an innocent word for a place where so many items are developing the ability to growl and snap at you), the half a bale a straw from the now indoor bunny cages, more wash...and the (cue 'doom' music)...mudroom.
If I survive all that (debatable), I wanna bake a cake. Actually, I'd like to just sit down and eat a container of cream cheese icing, but...whew. That'd be...energizing, wouldn't it? That's actually good, though...energy to work off the icing.
Hmmm. I think I just invented a new diet/excersize program. Who's with me?
This''ll make Richard Simmon's 'Deal a Meal' look like...a stupid idea. Oh wait. It already does...damn.
Well, hell, it's still a good idea I've got.
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