Day two of manual toothbrush use. I'm reminded of Thoreau's experiences at Walden pond. I'm getting back to the essential forces of nature.
Today I must go to Target and replenish my basic household supplies.
Begone, dried cat vomit!
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The one thing I've noticed about dried cat vomit is that if you can catch it before it dries rock solid, you can peel it off the floor in one piece.
Dried cat vomit produces certain patterns, each unique, and each with a certain message, if you know where and how to look. And how to interpret the meaning.
I have a cat. She vomits rarely but when she does, I take it as a sign. I spend time analyzing the pattern, both in wet and dry form, in order to break out of the (litter) box of linear thinking.
BTW, this pukeanalysis is how I learned of the plot against us, spearheaded by the midgets.
So, cat vomit: it ain't altogether a useless substance.
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