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So the cable's out. This means two things, really. 1: We missed the 75 minute season finale of the Sopranos. That sucks, but we can catch it in repeats tomorrow. 2: The cable guy has to actually come into our house. This is a big problem as the livingroom is disgusting. I don't mean disgusting by regular standards. I mean disgusting by Joe and Adrienne, we live in filth every day and don't mind it, standards. Well past the threshold of allowing anyone in our house. I mean, it's drag my bleeding body out to the porch to wait for the ambulance, dirty. Anyway, so I started cleaning the livingroom this morning, so the cable guy won't vomit. Joe and I have a list of rooms we're responsible for. We both get the livingroom. So, thinking that Joe could be working on the livingroom and that I'd have to wake up at 8 to watch Angel (yeah, sue me. I love that show) I decided to take a short nap. When I woke up, it was 11. I had slept through Angel and Joe hadn't done a god damn thing. I am pissed. Not just because of the ruined (once again sleeping through feeding time) day and the cleaning. But also because I'm going to be exausted while I wait for the (between 1 and 8) cable appointment. Another weekend wasted by my fucked-up sleeping schedule. God, I'mhungry. All I had yesterday was some shredded cheese and today I had a bagel. I guess sleeping through feeding time will help me lose a few pounds.
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