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Saturday morning timeline, ungood edition
Oct. 25th, 2008 10:28 am2:45 AM - Our Heroine finally puts down the laptop, after reading and poking at Dreams
6:40 AM - Our Heroine awakes to a barking puppy, who doesn't understand that Saturdays are for sleeping in. Discovers upon freeing dogs for their dogly needs that some sort of miniature Three Mile Island has occurred in the bathroom, involving a boy who should have been in bed already and a bottle of nail polish remover. All containment efforts have failed, and acetone fumes require the bathroom to be sealed. Our Heroine feeds dogs, puts one outside and one in a crate, and returns to bed. Opens a window against fumes and hopes not to die in her sleep.
7:00 - Gretchen finds something to bark at. Our Heroine doesn't care. Boy flees the leaking fumes for the upstairs bedroom. Our Heroine proceeds to take the whole bed.
9:00 AM - Our Heroine has not died, but Gretchen has found the open bedroom window and realized its communication potential. Our Heroine tries to put Tinydog outside to distract Gretchen, but he will have none of it. Mumbling and grumbling and the shutting of the window ensue. Bathroom still reeks of acetone.
10:15 - Our Heroine is awake, and faintly headachey. Dammit.
10:30 - Our Heroine resumes playing Facebook Scrabble.
6:40 AM - Our Heroine awakes to a barking puppy, who doesn't understand that Saturdays are for sleeping in. Discovers upon freeing dogs for their dogly needs that some sort of miniature Three Mile Island has occurred in the bathroom, involving a boy who should have been in bed already and a bottle of nail polish remover. All containment efforts have failed, and acetone fumes require the bathroom to be sealed. Our Heroine feeds dogs, puts one outside and one in a crate, and returns to bed. Opens a window against fumes and hopes not to die in her sleep.
7:00 - Gretchen finds something to bark at. Our Heroine doesn't care. Boy flees the leaking fumes for the upstairs bedroom. Our Heroine proceeds to take the whole bed.
9:00 AM - Our Heroine has not died, but Gretchen has found the open bedroom window and realized its communication potential. Our Heroine tries to put Tinydog outside to distract Gretchen, but he will have none of it. Mumbling and grumbling and the shutting of the window ensue. Bathroom still reeks of acetone.
10:15 - Our Heroine is awake, and faintly headachey. Dammit.
10:30 - Our Heroine resumes playing Facebook Scrabble.
