27.3.07
On second thought.
Cat sitting was...exhausting. I spent a good pasrt of the weekend, worried whether or not the animal would still be alive when I got home, and whether I'd have a job come Monday morning. This cat has a price tag, with an hourly rate. You may be wondering, why there was room for concern regarding the animal's safety. Because she ended up on our fire escape at least once, and in the hallway another time. All I'm saying, is that I was at work the whole time.
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Wow your work is sliding down an icey slop faster than the speed of light. I expect more from the Smirking Valet. Where is the jazz mataz, jazz hands, and all that jazz? Let it out. I know you have much to say on everything from Tony Snow to the white trash Spears. It is blogging not Calculus. Go forth and prosper.
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