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The fucking cat pissed on my quilt. My roommate carried the cat to its litter box, and the cat was still peeing, so piss got all over the floor. The living room smells like cat piss. I managed to clean up my room, so it doesn't smell too bad. My quilt is sitll in the drier. My road atlas also got hit, so I had to throw it away. Right before leaving on a fucking road trip.

The only two odors that I really can't stand are cat piss and vinegar. And guess what the people across the hall are cooking with tonight? Well, it certainly isn't cat piss.

I was going to go to bed early tonight, but now I have to wait for my fucking quilt to fucking dry. What a fantastic send-off this is.