Friday, July 2, 2010

Been sick this week

Just been bored lieing around the house. Genius spilled Theraflu into my lap on Tuesday and now I have this giant patch of scalded skin. He gets so dam excited that he is just impossible to control anymore. He bit the tablecloth and puled it off the dining room table, and all my dishes and tea sets just went crashing to the floor. None of it can be salvaged.

I just have been thinking about why God domesticated these animals to live savagely among us. There is something barbarric about it, isn't there? I need to get the broom and sweep up the dish fragments because he keeps looking at them and whinning like its my fault.