The after sleep plan of action…

Not hard to figure out. Get my resume, possibly go for coffee, watch tv, and torment the dogs; can’t go anywhere unless they’ve been properly payed attention to or they start looking for crap to destroy. Stupid dogs. Oh, and curse my poorness for being the reason I can’t have the birthday present from me to me I want to get. Stupid bloody poorness and its stupid bloody making me poor… Okay I’m done.

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