Rubber Ducky, you’re the one

by statia on July 10, 2004

Things are starting to settle down and get into some sort of normalcy at the Sporty and Meester household. With the exception of the fact that my stuff still hasn’t gotten here. Seriously, does Upack take the fuckin’ scenic route or what? It’s supposed to be here on Monday, which kind of sucks, since I start work on Wednesday, but eh, what the hell are you going to do? Today, our day is filled with lots of “domestic shit”, like shopping for living room furniture, hanging stuff, errands, and generally making this place look like someone lives here. I’ve finally stopped feeling like I’m on vacation and have to go home, which is a good thing. Gromit is feeling more and more like he’s got a new “retarded” dad, and that’s also a good thing…. I think.

The doorbell rang while I was in the shower and now the meester is acting really really sneaky. I don’t know what he’s up to, but I think I better go and find out. …… *removes robe*. Think that’ll work?


The Meeeeester July 10, 2004 at 3:00 pm

I am very sneaky.

Xerxes July 10, 2004 at 3:06 pm

My buddy just moved to florida from new york and his stuff has been on the road for more than two weeks now. Last he heard it was in Washington state yeah what the fuck is it doing there?

sphinx July 11, 2004 at 11:08 am

Camille July 11, 2004 at 11:29 pm

Well…what was he sneakin’ about?

Princess July 12, 2004 at 2:47 pm

Did the truck arrive?

Deltus July 12, 2004 at 7:45 pm

*snaps incriminating robeless pictures, to be used as blackmail leverage later* July 20, 2004 at 11:33 am

Poor widdle woodle wumpkins

The G-man got his barf on twice this morning: once at 2 am and again at 7am. Poor lil black doggie. Apparently, the second time he sold buicks, he did so and then ate breakfast. That there is a dog…

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