Beekie gets so bent out of shape every time I clean house -- which, believe me, is NOT often. She acts like I'm gonna string her up by her tail, sits there shaking and looking terrified. I try to ignore her, not talk to her or look at her while I'm cleaning so that she doesn't get the idea that it's related to her somehow, but it doesn't seem to help. Sure wish I had a place I could keep the dawgs while I clean (because Paints attacks the vaccuum cleaner), but this is just a <700-square-foot, one-bedroom apartment.
Oh, speaking of which, I have to remember to pay the freakin' rent tonight, unlike last month when I forgot and it cost me $60 in fines. :-P
Monday, January 03, 2005
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About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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