While banging on my ceiling with a broom handle because the douches upstairs were making too much noise, I knocked off the cover on the smoke detector.
I made soup but failed to eat it.
My cat is staring at my eyes. It's like the ancient mariner's captivating glare. Creepy.
And I woke up late today.








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