Monday, July 26, 2004
I'm glad I didn't hold my breath
When my son picked me up from work I asked him if he'd gone job hunting today. He hadn't. He went back to bed when he dropped me off this morning and didn't wake up until 2 p.m. or so. Naturally, that left him no time to job hunt before he had to pick me up at 5 p.m.
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Have the locks changed when he leaves the house in the morning so he can't get back in.
What's the point? He'd only con the cats into unlocking the door for him. They adore him. He plays with them, you know. They're not very discriminating. Rub a tummy. Throw a ball. They worship the ground you slither across.
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