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lizblackdog) wrote2009-02-14 03:58 pm
lizblackdog) wrote2009-02-14 03:58 pm
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I'll get around to breaking even one of these days
So I got sick of the current bout of insomnia and fought back. Took half a melatonin, somewhat against my better judgement. Fell asleep at 3am. Woke up with Spike bouncing on my chest and barking in my face at 3 fucking pm. This would be why I don't take these things very often. I still feel like I've got a bag over my head, but I guess I made up for some of the sleep deficit.
Fucking Spike knocked a box of mini double choc chip muffins off the table and Squish ate two-thirds of them while I was in the toilet. There's not enough chocolate in that to worry about poisoning a dog his size (he's stolen chocolate before and I know he's not all that sensitive to it) but I bet it's enough to give him the shits. Also I was really fucking looking forward to those muffins. Bastard dogs.
Fucking Spike knocked a box of mini double choc chip muffins off the table and Squish ate two-thirds of them while I was in the toilet. There's not enough chocolate in that to worry about poisoning a dog his size (he's stolen chocolate before and I know he's not all that sensitive to it) but I bet it's enough to give him the shits. Also I was really fucking looking forward to those muffins. Bastard dogs.