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Dec. 9th, 2004

...and now all I want to do is go to bed, but I can't find my fucking Pound Puppy. What the FUCK?

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I think I need to not skip lunch anymore. It makes me irritable.

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counterfeitfake
Dec. 9th, 2004 10:58 pm (UTC)
Henry finally decided to off the competition!
littlewashu
Dec. 10th, 2004 07:42 am (UTC)
Man, that fucker didn't even sleep with me last night! He spent the entire night in the papa-san chair. Nor did he canoodle with me in the morning, nor did he join me in the bathroom for my morning pee. He ALWAYS joins me in the bathroom in the morning. Nor did he say goodbye from the top of the stairs. What a fucker!
counterfeitfake
Dec. 10th, 2004 02:13 pm (UTC)
Hey remember when that fucker turned most of my ring finger purple? What a fucker!
littlewashu
Dec. 10th, 2004 02:16 pm (UTC)
Not really! What did he do? Did he bite you? All of his attacks start to blur together . . .

He actually bites less and less as time goes on. Totally mellowing out in his old age.
kaufie
Dec. 11th, 2004 11:10 am (UTC)
i LOVE that you have a pound puppy. i used to. i don't know where it went.

also, on the 15th (wed.) you should come out to b&b, if you can.
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