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Mmm, vacuumed cats... - Diary of a Necromancer
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Mmm, vacuumed cats...
Sleep schedule disrupted all to hellandgone the last week or two. Nodded off during the Oscars at one point, but I did wake up in time to see The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr Morris Lessmore get Best Animated Short, so I'm calling it even.

Condo finally had its Allegedly Annual Meeting, which I sat out because A) it would have been even ruder to nod off during that, and B) I was a little worried given the string of WTF?Bad!Tenant! incidents that it might not be the best idea in the world to leave the place unwatched when there's a note in the foyer saying "hey, everybody's gonna be out of their units at a meeting at X time"... and Mum reports that we seem not to have been the only people in the building to have deliberately left an adult household member home, either. So. She says that Measures are being Taken RE dealing with WTF?Bad!Tenant!, and that she may even have straightened out the ongoing issues with our assessments to some degree where they're not nearly as annoyed with us, which may bode quite well for this year's garden. Stay Tuned.

Also, neighborhood gossip is that we've had some coyote sightings close enough that I was probably right last winter. Inner Jason has been issuing suspiciously specific denials, for some reason.

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