• by Nicholas on 07/07/2010

    This morning, after once again dislodging my pet animal from between the stair railings, I proceeded down the implied staircase toward my breakfast nook, within the confines of which I had been hoping to devour my breakfast nutrient choices. Along the duration of my descent, I pondered the thought processes of my animal companion which led him to lodge his head between the railings of my staircase each morning. A sigh escaped from my mouth as I pondered the repetitive stupidity displayed by the animal as well as its blatant lack of survival capabilities. I sat myself down at the table in the nook of breakfasting, only to find that I hadn't retrieved a bowl, any cereal whatsoever, or the milk which were to be ingested. I shook my fist at the celing lamp, refusing to accept my role in this atrocious lack of action. My pet animal wimpered from between the railings.