Nov. 4th, 2005

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So, Father said he had some bookshelves he could give me, to finish of the shelves that go in our foyer, so we could have enough bookshelves to finish shelving our fiction, which would be a nice thing to do while Lis was in England.

But, I should really explain another part of the story, first.

About a month ago, my uncle Bob swung by the office of the family construction business. It was about eight o'clock at night, and he wanted to pick up some paperwork. He opened the door, and flames singed off his eyebrows.

He ran next door to the gas station, and called the fire department, explaining that he was calling from a gas station, and there was a really good fire going on next door, and please do something about it.
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So, cat pissed on the bed again today. I threw the comforter in the wash, and was going to do the blanket and sheets when I got home -- I went out to Mom and Dad's place for Shabbat dinner. (Dad threw together a very tasty meal: marinated tofu sauteed with onions, steamed bok choy, and buckwheat noodles with a sauce that was based mainly on almond butter, but I saw him putting hoisan sauce in it, too -- don't know what else, but it was good.)

Anyway, when I came home, the cat had pissed AGAIN on the bed, soaking through to the mattress. I think I'm sleeping on the floor tonight. Or maybe on the air mattress that's downstairs. There's plenty of places to sleep, but that doesn't make the cat any less annoying.

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