Saturday, October 01, 2005
Oh, and not helping my mood any is the fact that the cats woke me up with their antics at around five in the morning and when I fell back asleep I had a long, drawn-out and detailed dream (nightmare) about me going public about my dad molesting me. On one hand, it was a positive thing because in my dreams I'm not taking any more crap; but still, it was wearying.
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I can't believe how ecstatic I become these days when I get to sleep until 6:45am. Hopefully the trend will continue and until I can be sure that I'm definitely going to be able to sleep that long, Charlie kitten (see pics on blog) has to sleep in the bathroom.
Sometimes I wish they could have jobs or go off to school or something just so they'd understand why we need to sleep when we do.
In case you don't see my comment on your blog, oh my GAWD I LOVE your cats!!!! I love that pewter one; he looks just like the one I tried to rescue a few months ago but he bit and got away.
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