Yea... So
If i took you off my friends list, nothing personal, i just don't know how to make entries private to one (or more) person(s) so i took everyone sans that person off my enemies-i mean "friends" list. (i actually did type enemies first, out of force of habit with lists and all...)
Anyway about life, i got the official letter of acceptance from the admittance office at Purchase, i've been sick on so many levels lately and i'm having more trouble with getting a decent night's sleep than i have in a long time...
what else...
i know i'm forgetting something...
CHILI'S BEEN MISSING SINCE SUNDAY!
Yesterday, i was looking for him on 78th between third and fourth because apparently someone called my house saying there are a lot of strays around there, so i went and checked. It was dark out, probably around 10:00 pm, and out of the shadows comes this sickly looking (but still slightly heavy set) tabby of the Chilian persuasion; grey, black, brown, white on the face and trotting up to me with a sense of eagerness, happy yet not completely convinced he should be; much in the manner a used car salesman would approach prospective clientele. So this little grey bastard comes trotting and meowing concealed in darkness all the way up to my feet and i bend down to pick him up, as i do so the little fucker turns around and runs back several feet-frightened. I wonder what the hell is wrong and i realize it's an imposter! Not only an imposter, but an imposter who half leads/half follows me to another god damned imposter. Two fucking tabbies on the same block... if there is a God i seriously would not doubt him actually being on Pat Robertson's side... maybe even backing him for president in 2008-Whenever i die. Bastard.
Although on the plus side, i did find evidence that Chili is okay. Both of the tabbies i met last night were in a pitiful physical state, some cuts, scrapes bruises, small chips taken out of the ears; this can only mean Chili is still out there prowling the streets somewhere showing all the assholes, phonies, imposters, english"men" and surly bastards who's boss; getting drunk with Topcat and giving this life a run for it's money.
And now it's raining... yay...
Anyway about life, i got the official letter of acceptance from the admittance office at Purchase, i've been sick on so many levels lately and i'm having more trouble with getting a decent night's sleep than i have in a long time...
what else...
i know i'm forgetting something...
CHILI'S BEEN MISSING SINCE SUNDAY!
Yesterday, i was looking for him on 78th between third and fourth because apparently someone called my house saying there are a lot of strays around there, so i went and checked. It was dark out, probably around 10:00 pm, and out of the shadows comes this sickly looking (but still slightly heavy set) tabby of the Chilian persuasion; grey, black, brown, white on the face and trotting up to me with a sense of eagerness, happy yet not completely convinced he should be; much in the manner a used car salesman would approach prospective clientele. So this little grey bastard comes trotting and meowing concealed in darkness all the way up to my feet and i bend down to pick him up, as i do so the little fucker turns around and runs back several feet-frightened. I wonder what the hell is wrong and i realize it's an imposter! Not only an imposter, but an imposter who half leads/half follows me to another god damned imposter. Two fucking tabbies on the same block... if there is a God i seriously would not doubt him actually being on Pat Robertson's side... maybe even backing him for president in 2008-Whenever i die. Bastard.
Although on the plus side, i did find evidence that Chili is okay. Both of the tabbies i met last night were in a pitiful physical state, some cuts, scrapes bruises, small chips taken out of the ears; this can only mean Chili is still out there prowling the streets somewhere showing all the assholes, phonies, imposters, english"men" and surly bastards who's boss; getting drunk with Topcat and giving this life a run for it's money.
And now it's raining... yay...