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Me-ow-my-oh!
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Me-usings and Me-emories
16 January 2018 - Freezing to death is supposedly a relatively painless way to go, which leads me to conclude that I'd rather not experience the other ways to exit. What to do when one's extremities are the temperature of ice cubes? I am skipping the office, a sick day of sorts, and am attempting to conserve heat by shaping myself into a football. The shorter peep periodically warms my towel, which is literally a life-saver. I no longer have much fat on my frame, and at the moment I am seriously missing the insulation and the reserves to burn.
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methodology of the meow-stro |
Today's Catechism
(for the self-taught)
The invention of fire
ranks right up there.
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Bring back Bastet |
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Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
word of the day - palpurrtate, to tremble with cold (summer can't come soon enough)
Catty Corner
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