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Had a lovely time with Dan at the play (he's also single now, which is a plus) then went home on a train with these two musicians who were wailing a fantastic jazz melody the whole way, it was awesome.
Then some fucktard left the bathroom window open and I spent half an hour wandering around my building and out on the fire escape looking for Bob. I started to cry, I thought he was really gone and would die somewhere alone and scared. Then I started asking around. He'd gone into the window of one party, left through the front door (how drunk/stoned do you have to be to ignore a random cat wandering around anyway??) and wandered around the apartment building. Literally everyone i asked had seen him. I finally found him under a bed at yet another party, finally looking scared and confused. Moronic cat. Anyway I am incredibly relieved to have him home and wrote an incredibly angry note to put on the bathroom door. Seriously, whoever left that window open is fucking dead. God I was nervous.
Then some fucktard left the bathroom window open and I spent half an hour wandering around my building and out on the fire escape looking for Bob. I started to cry, I thought he was really gone and would die somewhere alone and scared. Then I started asking around. He'd gone into the window of one party, left through the front door (how drunk/stoned do you have to be to ignore a random cat wandering around anyway??) and wandered around the apartment building. Literally everyone i asked had seen him. I finally found him under a bed at yet another party, finally looking scared and confused. Moronic cat. Anyway I am incredibly relieved to have him home and wrote an incredibly angry note to put on the bathroom door. Seriously, whoever left that window open is fucking dead. God I was nervous.