So. Damn. Tired.
Had a crummy night last night and got maybe five or six hours of sleep in small chunks. Woke up at 6:45 . . . and 6:52 . . . and 6:59 . . . and 7:31. Crap. Left at 7:58, 6 hours of school, 2 of LSAT prep, 3.5 of teaching, got home at 10:14 PM. I suddenly feel nauseous for no apparent reason. Yes, I ate. No, I’m not pregnant, but thanks for asking.
Homework? Ha! I’m going to bed. Unless I collapse onto the floor halfway down the hall.
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P.S. The fleas? They live in my mfing carpet. The drops and pills are great for Sam, but they don’t do a damn thing about the carpet. I’m calling the vet tomorrow—perhaps they would like some more of my money. Goshdarn fleas, leave us alone.
Tags: sleep
June 14th, 2006 at 7:34 pm
fleas - they can’t handle boric acid, and boric acid is cheap and harmless to people and mammals.
It is also not, as I am sure you know, toxic.
Try the powder.
Good luck,
June 15th, 2006 at 12:49 am
Boric acid, eh? Like in soap? Hmmm.
The active ingredient in the flea powder I have is something far more toxic…