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06:01am 01/04/2008
 
mood: hungry
music: Feast of Fools - FOF #732 - She Had it Coming - 04.01.08
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6 am... soon I can go to Hoover's for biscuits and gravy!		  
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10:53am 01/04/2008
 
mood: full
music: BBC Radio 2 - Brand: A Right Old Knees-Up
Biscuits and gravy (with sausage!) have been had. And when a meal has been had at Hoover's, it stays had. God, it was just what I was hankering for. Halved tender biscuits covered with cream gravy full of sausage chunks. Also cheddar garlic grits on the side, and coffee. I am fully fed and will probably stay fed until evening.

Then at [info]hcolleen and [info]fidrich's urging I was responsible and mailed out the BookMooch books I had to send, and swung by CVS to pick up some sundries; toilet paper and cat food to hold me until I can get some big packages delivered from Austin Grocer, mailing tape, bread, a few bars of Green & Black's milk chocolate with Almonds (the Find of the day!), a 2 liter of soda, and some salt & vinegar Pringles, which I blame on [info]cardarchitect (hush, I just do).

So, productive, but gah, it is hot & muggy out there. I'm wearied. But I am wearied from accomplishment.

Oh, and Circe scratched the hell out of my leg this morning! As usual, I had the doors open with the screen doors latched for circulation. And Circe starts growling at the screen door. I figure it's probably a stray cat outside (for some reason the neighborhood strays often peer in my screen doors, which would be less odd if I weren't on the second floor) and go to have a peek (it was). Only, Circe's terriorial growling set Molly off and they got into a slap fight, with my leg in the middle. Not really an issue with Molly, but Circe scratched me up noticeably. I was bleeding and everything! Silly cats.		  
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