Jun 02, 2005 11:50
I put up flyers (fliers?) all over the neighborhood after casing it yesterday. The neighbors probably think I'm some psycho-babble nutjob walking around calling out a woman's name... ASHLEEEEEEEEE... RAAAAAABBIT.... etc.. ah well, fuck 'em... it's MY cat-friend, dammit. I went to the Humane Society by my house, no luck. She's not there. Or, she wasn't, yesterday. I also called the other lost'n'found place and she's not there, either. *sigh*
I miss that little fucker SO MUCH. I miss her waking me up at the asscrack of dawn, meowing her incessant, annoying, YOU MUST PET ME NOW OR DIE meow... and I miss her knocking on the door to be let in when she's been out galavanting around... and I miss her bitching at me when I come home late from school and she's wanting inside and I'm taking too long to find the keys... and I miss her bitching at me for absolutely NOTHING, just because SHE CAN...
I talked to the Christopher last night about it, because I'm about at my wit's ends... and he says to me, "well you need to be realistic. don't get so worked up over it."
This is what happens when I call that fuck-tard for support. See... you woulda thought I'd have figured it out by now that when I need something, he is NOT the one to call... I had forgotten and now I am reminded!