Posted on November 20th, 2006 by Tracey
everyone’s gone and it’s
oh
so
quiet
AND COLD 😀
it’s that picture frame looking thing in the top left – it’s the airconditioner from heavennnnn.
now i gotta clean up all the spots they left everywhere. thank god i had the sense to cover everything in sheets this morning.
Posted on November 20th, 2006 by Tracey
Mischa has been OK in her crate this morning so far – at first she was crying, then she was barking, then I think she fell asleep, but now she’s crying again.
Not long now, poochie. I don’t want you to eat a bolt or learn how to hammer your way out of here.
Posted on November 20th, 2006 by Tracey
there’s three of them here now, and it’s like a drill and hammer orchestra. i don’t mind the noise, i mean – how else would you get through brick and wall? with a toothpick? (naw, you go with a cottonbud tip for this job!)
they’re speaking in a different language, one that i don’t understand, but i wonder whether if there’s something they don’t want me to know. i don’t mind if you speak in whatever language you’re comfortable with. i speak jibberish and gobedygook all the time. (Regan hates it).