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[desperance]

So I hid my slices of worktime nibbly salami under the keyboard, what time I slipped downstairs to refresh my glass of worktime wine.

That thump I heard downbelow? That was indeed the sound of Mac casting my keyboard to the floor, in order to get at the salami. Sigh. Please can I have stupider cats, please? I hate that feeling they're one step ahead of me all the time...

In other news: a cold? Just now, with a book to finish and public performances looming? Do. Not. Want.

*sniffs*

*coughs*

*drinks more wine*

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but the girls would have the decency to wait in ambush until it showed itself. None of this figuring out that the keyboard was shiftable, that brute force was an option. Once brute force is an option, I have so lost.