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We thought he got out again

Dec 21, 2009 - 0 comments
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ferrets

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hammie

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missing

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denim bed

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footprints

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snow

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school

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hopeless

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evolution

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vocab

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voc

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mean people

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buttlicker

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icy

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Parking

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steve

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chocolate covered cookies

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cookie dunking

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assembly line worker

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churro break

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hamburger

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Among The Imposters

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nap

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chocolate pudding



But it was simpler today, there were no ferret footprints, there was no ferret outside. Chicken, moose, cats, dogs, and cyotes? Yes. Ferrets? No. I tramped around in the snow anyways. Just incase. I had to start there. I found him asleep in a completely closed off room under a pile of denim. I almost mooshed his brains becasue i didn't ACTUALLY think anything would be in there.
He's safe now.

School was long and daunting. I took a test on evolution, learned vocab, whatever. Some idiots at voc pointed at me and laughed. I still have no idea why. Not the slighteset clue. I know it was mean though, becasue this one boy is in my class and he's a real buttlicker. I don't really care, I just wish I didn't have to see those kids everyday. I know I could do so much more. It was icy this morning, I made some silly mistakes while parking. Nothing horrid, just bad. I scared steve, and he's so harsh about it. I know I need to be careful. I can't stand him being disapointed in me though. I was down in the morning, and things kinda just slipped from there.

We dunked cookies. I really think its a fun job. I could do that in a regular job. Why can't I be an assembly line worker. Oh well. We ate cookies, and had a churro break. Mmm.

I went to Steve's and stuff. I ate a hamburger. And read my book. Talked about our days and everything else. I had a bit of a nap, and ate some chocolate pudding. I do like seeing him in the morning, I feel better. I like to know he's safe, nothing happened to him during the night.

I felt a little hopeless this morning. Actually a lot hopeless.



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