Maybe someday I'll be able to semi-accurately capture the fat acne'd horror that is me in a s-p. Or, at least, I'll be able to capture the fat, fluffy spoiled brat that is my cat. Oh well. At the very least, one can rest assured in the fact that if, in fact, I did have a large, gaping hole in my chest, my cat would find a way to get lodged in it.