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Friday, September 29, 2006
life of pie
Hurculese is just fine. That night he crawled onto my bed, waking me up enough to know he was there. After a swell of happiness, I pet him, and fell back asleep.
Now the 'rents are back, and it's good to keep Hurc company when I'm gone over half the time at schewl, (rhymes with spewl, which is a word as of right now). They feed him at night when I don't get home till nine, and I still get him at night in bed when his fuzziness provides warmth and company. wOOt.
I have a cute picture of him on the roof, but I have to get it on the computer before posting it so it may take a while. :(
Firefly
@ 12:01 AM
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