So. Today, I was out all day for Kipp's rehearsal, and didn't look at my bed until a little while ago. And what do I find? My dog threw up on my bed sheets, and my cat pissed on my blanket. Bear in mind that the cat had full access to a liter box which I had cleaned myself (eww) earlier that day, and that the dog probably could have thrown up anywhere in the house, yet chose to throw up on my bed. Now, if I was a neat freak and made up my bed this morning, the blanket would have been the only thing exposed since it would have covered the sheets. But this is not the case; my bed's a mess, and is now a greater mess since my pets had access to both. Now, I'm stuck waiting on my blanket and my sheets to finish up their third wash cycle, and then I have to wait for them to come out of the dryer. All the while, I am freezing my ass off, having no blanket. All the while, both of pets are sleeping quite contently on my bare mattress. Le sigh.
If you have nothing better to do (like me, waiting on my sheets to come out so I can go to sleep), read the other two entries I wrote today (well, since it's a little past midnight, I suppose that's technically considered yesterday, but you know what I mean. Oh, and by the way, I'm too fucking tired to write gramatically coherent sentences, so I'm terribly sorry if the above entry didn't make any sense.