Next?

[da]

I went to Quaker Meeting, and came home with groceries (and a big headache, but I won't dwell on it; drugs have helped, now that I'm home). The place does smell like skunk, though it's sort of low-grade by this point.

I checked on dan, who's mostly napping. I'd just sat down to lunch, when I heard the unmistakable sound of Rover horking.

Thankfully, I got her outside before she barfed indoors. On the way to let her out, I heard dripping.

The ceiling in the sunroom is leaking, due to the ice caught on the roof.

I'm afraid to ask, but is there anything else the universe needs to tell me right now, can't wait, now now now?
The line forms to the left, please.

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[melted-snowball.livejournal.com]

Shit.