19 November, 2006
Simon Sunday: Mr. Polite 'n' Proper
And oh, what I would give for him to be just like this, right now, instead of the shrieking, attention-starved B-R-A-T who's currently stomping around the apartment in a snit. This morning he's being exceedingly petulant, demanding more food, more attention, more, more MORE! I'm about to go batshit from being yelled at constantly for the last hour.
I have a feeling if I want to get anything done on my novel today, I'm going to have to find some place less distracting to work from: Like, maybe, the centre lane on the Bay Bridge.
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For those scoring at home, this is my THIRD attempt at posting this. Flickr doesn't seem to work with Blogger Beta and, though it worked last night, Ecto can't seem to post now, either. Between this and a screaming cat, I foresee breakable objects being hurled around my apartment before the weekend is done.
Labels: furkids, Simon, Simon Sunday
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