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superbadgirl) wrote2020-11-15 03:56 pm
superbadgirl) wrote2020-11-15 03:56 pm
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Forty-sixth Week
Another week of low inspo and low output. And low energy, while we're at it. I was pretty thankful for lousy weather yesterday, as just doing household chores wore me out and the thought of a long walk in the cold and rain wasn't appealing and Walter agreed.
Sometimes he's a'ight.
^On my day off this week, glanced up and there this little cutie was on the ceiling.
^Sophia, a diminutive and demure darling of the local shelter. She's busy watching the lobby dog, an old lady named Olive Oil, follow people around. I want to bring Olive Oil home with me every time I see her, so I get the appeal.
Sometimes he's a'ight.
^On my day off this week, glanced up and there this little cutie was on the ceiling.
^Sophia, a diminutive and demure darling of the local shelter. She's busy watching the lobby dog, an old lady named Olive Oil, follow people around. I want to bring Olive Oil home with me every time I see her, so I get the appeal.
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