So I brought back the last three kittens to the shelter yesterday. Fiver hit two pounds a couple of days ago, and I couldn't put it off any longer. Anyway I figured the smaller and cuter he is, the more likely he is to get adopted. But I miss him (and Jumper and Aunt Sister) anyway — it's weird only having two cats in the house again. Nice cause there's less to clean, but weird.
Anyway I miss my kittens, I'm annoyed that no one's adopting them, I'm annoyed that Sandra Day O'Connor resigned and I'm terrified that Bush will somehow slip a hardcore conservative in there to replace her ('specially in the light of the conservative groups protesting Alberto Gonzales, although in reality, Gonzales probably had some evil up his sleeve as well). Oh, and all I've been writing about is geriatric yoga, dumb little kids doing somersaults, little league, more little league and also little league.
And I'm sitting here eating croutons because that's pretty much all I have in my apartment and I'm broke till Tuesday.
All in all, a great week.
5 comments:
Dude, as long as you have croutons...
Naw, that sounds like a sucky week. But your kittens will be ok, and you will have food besides croutons soon enough.
Or you could visit me someday and I'll feed you!
mmmm...croutons!
Payday, that sounds nice...I need a vacation from my problems, want to join (of course you do)!
Fuck yeah I want to join. But I don't think we can incorporate it into both our schedules. How important is it for you to go to your first week of classes ANYWAY?
Oh and I'm holding eatrawfish to the "i'll feed you" line. No backsies.
Missing class...sounds fun, but I think I did enough of that in college aready. Why don't I just start walking across the country and write a book about it and make millions. Wait...nope...won't work!
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