OH GOD. our mr. john k sampson has a new song about a cat (his old song is also lovely), but the new one, which is from the point of view of the cat, it can't remember the sound that mr. sampson found for it. and so virtue the cat is lost. terribly sad. i'm still sniffly, even today.
but no books or hockey pucks! no stickers, even. i think he's too sad about his cat to remember noam chomsky this time.
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My new plan has switched to: wait for Sarah to leave, clean up a lot of her messes, work, get drunk, work a bit more, and sew curtains.
I just don't have the energy for a show tonight...
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but no books or hockey pucks! no stickers, even. i think he's too sad about his cat to remember noam chomsky this time.
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anyway, the cat runs away and sings about it. too sad.
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