This is my kitchen for the next two weeks. Pity me.
Also, I have cried like a baby multiple times in the past few days. All cat-related. The new Weakerthans album has a song "written" by John K.'s cat explaining why she ran away. Sob away time. Then some stupid cartoons are on while I'm waiting for CBS Sunday Morning with Charles Osgood. Some cartoon about girls with horses, I don't know. The entire episode, however, was about one girl's cat who dies. Jeeze. This is why my kitteh is not allowed to get old or go outside. I would miss her too much. Ugh, how depressing.