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Thursday, January 13, 2005

morning ? what's so good about it

it's 9.18 in the morning and i'm up . okk , it's not that early by normal standards , but by holiday standards - it's preeetty damn early in the morning (i'm usually only up at 12 or 1pm) . the only person i know who wakes up at dawn during the holidays is tom . enough said .

anyway , i'm only up so early because i had to walk samson down to the groomer aka mimi the psycho dog groomer .
took us a while to get there cos samson was trying to buy time by sniffing at every single thing and marking his territory at practically every tree , shrub and lamp post . there were many people going for their morning walks or driving off to work and all of them seemed to be laughing at me having to drag samson away from his pee-ing and sniffing (but it was one of those "oh you" laughs . you know? ok you don't . hmm nvm.) .
so finally got to mimi's and i think samson realised where we were and started trying to back away from the door with his tail between his legs . poor doggie , such torture he must go through because none of us enjoy fighting with him to get the knots out and/or trim his fur.
oh but wait , that's not all . the first thing mimi says to me is ,
"my , you've put on some weight eh." i then have to explian to her that she has never met me before and that i'm Lynda - the middle one . this information takes some time to process and while it does , she continues asking me how my other 3 sisters are .
"erm no , mimi . there are only 3 daughters and i'm the second one ."
"ohhhh , so when's lynette and lynne getting back ?"
"lynne's coming back on the 22nd . she's the youngest ."
"ohhh , she's the youngest ! *insert strange laughter here*"
then suddenly it all clicks in that strange head of hers .

next she waves and closes the garage door smiling , while samson looks very scared . -sigh- sorryyyy samson ! you know you have to be groomed . don't worry , your fur will grow back again and you will look like you once more .

the walk back was less exciting but i think the cutest thing i saw was this old asian man on a bicycle . he cycled past me and wished me good morning very loudly with the biggest smile on his face . how cute . felt kind of bad cos i couldn't exactly return the favour - wished him the same but couldn't manage to give a very big smile .

not used to being up this early , but i can't go back to bed . have to wait for the gardener (his name is danny ! as in *oh danny boy*) , who says he will be here around 12pm . however according to dad , i have to wait around cos that means he could be here any time . ohhh that's great ! dad has gone to an early morning meeting so i am left to wait for dear danny to come garden our ... garden .

grace is supposed to come over later , meaning after she wakes up . i bet she's not even up yet . i bet she's still in a deep sleep . perhaps i shall be mean and wake her up ? haha . noo noo , i won't. cos i know she'll yell at me and threaten to take the gilmore girls tape (with all its milo goodness) back . we can't have that now can we , where would i be without my favourite episode of gilmore girls . where ? oh i dunno , probably in some corner rocking back and forth with an insane twitch in my right eye .

ok . enough blabbering for now . the sun is very bright (and no , that has nothing to do with what i'm going to say next , just thought i'd tell you all that the sun is shining very brightly . hmm , sounds like a song !) .
goodbye then . going to sit here enjoying my bowl of nutri-grain and milk (it's cereal you dumbasses , really good cereal that's actually not that nutritious) . oooh lookie , cosmo . yeah i'll enjoy that too .

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