Tuesday, August 17, 2004

I arise at the crack of whenever I wake up -- ah, the home office...

It's like, she wants the idea of food, she wants the reassurance of food, but she does not actually want food.

Of course, we are smarter than cats. We can, for instance, do quadratic equations. Well, I can't, but a member of my species can.

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