Thursday Jan 13, 2005

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So, last night I heard noises in the kitchen. Like clinking & clanking like someone was in the kitchen eating. I woke up thinking someone had broke in to my apt. just to eat my food. I went in the kitchen & saw my cat on the counter, which she rarly does. I looked around & could not figure out what she was eating, nothing was on the counter that I could see that she might want.

Then I saw this the next morning...



What the hell?!!!

Also, check out this cool thing I got my son for Christmas...



Yum.
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venice:
I never cared about my weight until I lost about 15 pounds one summer and now I've become obsessed. Well, not obsessed, but at least extremely curious. I weigh myself every day when I get up. The scale is just sitting there, how can I resist it? But it's really annoying to care about one or two pounds.
molonel:
I loved your leg warmer story. Yes, I sometimes feel so old. Someone told me in another post that age is just a state of mind. On the one hand, I kind of agree, I guess. But my aching back, and the occasional weakness in my knees tends to disagree that age is ENTIRELY mental.

The Reindeer Pooper. God, that's hilarious.

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