Rude awakening

A near-perfect, dreamless slumber was hideously interrupted by the stench of cat ass. Maddie apparently thought it a terrific idea to throw up on one side of my bed and then go to the other side — right in front of the fan that blows at my bed — and take a hot, steaming dump at 5:45 a.m. *barf*

T-minus three days till I step on a plane and get the fuck away from that nut house for a while. I might even get on the return flight, although at this point? We don’t know. …

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