I have two things to do tonight.
One, construct a Dalek cake to take into school tomorrow/
Two, clean Diz's litter tray.
Both are important.
Bother require access to the kitchen (where my parents are currently eating dinner).
I am so sleepy, I want to go to bed RIGHT NOW and do neither.
But of course I can't.
So I am in limbo and grumping about it.
Bloody parents. Bloody poo-bum cats. Bloody cakes.
Very wrong of me.
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