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Elliot-
Just so you know, that smell in your bedroom is from when you got out of bed this morning- circa 8:50 AM- and had a piss against your door. I believe that you were aiming for the plastic bad, but most of it went on the carpet. I tell you this in case it’s dried by the time you wake up. I tried to stop you, but you muttered something about imperialism, and then came to bed, calling me a “lady of machinery” (on being pressed for further clarification you told me I had “legs full of cogs”) and that you “love how I am with my little girl.”
Good luck with the recovery,
Kate
