Believing there's no God means I can't really be forgiven except by kindness and faulty memories. That's good; it makes me want to be more thoughtful. I have to try to treat people right the first time around.
Goobermaster is watching the door at the Otter tonight.
Sid is pouting 'cause he didn't get any tacos.
Luis requires lots of reassuring hugs and snuggles upon waking up. Unless the food bowl is full.
