Mar 11, 2010 01:46
Batali has escaped the house and his collar.
We are supposed to leave in the morning for Mass.
This is now a disaster.
Its 2am and I should be sleeping but Pete and I are neighborhood combing.
How do you find a lost cat when you are out of town for a fucking week and a half?
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Hail Bast, in visible form.
I have come before you,
The pathway is open,
The earth is at peace.
Mighty Bast, we beseech Your aid.
Guide Your child Batali home in safety,
Hail Bast!
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