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i smell insence, or however it's spelled. i think it's the people in the next neighbourhoods heck. but the back of their house is like in our back yard.

so ranking high on the cool-meter, i stopped off to get milk (which we did need) for the sole...soul purpose of seeing a cop car there. and he had nice eyes. he was ordering a coffee. saddly that nice looking detective did not come through tonight, but three other detectives did. this smell is started to upset my inards. and these love handles are less then lovely.

so sammy and i were kinda stretching out together and he rests his head on my calf, and i'm in heaven. i can't explain it but when my dogs rest their noggins on me, it makes me feel so nice. calming. loved, and so on.

my eyes are itchy. i'd like to go a day without eye make-up, except eyeliner, but i am too self conscious...conscience, FUCK ASS...too stupid about it.

but work was okay. so hooray. and tomorree...BOO peace.