Coming down with something... possibly... celebrity?

The dog started whining to be let out. I sighed audibly to let him know how annoyed I was that he can't use the toilet like a normal person. I lumbered to a standing position and slumped towards the door, my head cocked to one side and my eyes barely open.

I feel, I realized, like Napoleon Dynamite looks.

When this happens, it is probably best to go directly to bed.

srah - Friday, 28 January 2005 - 8:06 PM
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