Chuck Norris has NOTHING on my cat
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SKILLETS, SYKORYOKO AND MANGABOTHER
...Bitches! (OH OH OH WHUT NOW)
It's only, like, nine-freaking-thirty and we've already had a pretty farked-up day. Background info: Melly and I are sleeping in the front room, 'cause OUR BASEMENT FLOODED YET A-FREAKING-GAIN so our room's, like, wet and stuff. GOOD THING OUR STUFF'S STILL OKAY, LAWLZERBOTS.
Anywho, Mommy's all like, "Bye bye girls, I loooove you X3 ♥" and we're all like, "We love you too, momm-alkds;faksjds ZZZZZZZZ" and we go back to bed (or lack thereof HAWHAWHAW) and we hear Mom open the garage door and shit, when she suddenly stops and we hear her jump out of the Jeep screaming "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GAAAAWWWWWD" and I'm thinking "Yaaaay, we won the lottery! =D" Hay. Screw off, I was half a-freaking-sleep. So then we hear "MRRRAWWWWRRRR, BITCHES THAT FUCKING HURTS MRRAWWWWWRRR" and I'm like "Awwww, I wanted to go on a vacation. D="
Anyway, at this point we run outside and Mom told us that apparently Sleepy (OUR SUPER FREAKING ANCIENT KITTY KITTY OH, SHE'S SO CUTE X3) was hanging out on top of Mom's Jeep and she blasted the horn to get her off of the roof. Mom started leaving, 'cause she heard the cat jump off real fast and she RAISED THE GARAGE DOOR, I THINK YOU ALL KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING FEEL FREE TO SQUEAL IN SYMPATHETIC PAIN and found out that the kitty-kitty had jumped onto the GARAGE DOOR and got pinched up at the top. So Mommy's all like "Kittyyyyy~ D=" and we're all like, "Kittyyyyyy~ D=" and kitty's all like, "Jesus Christ you guys chill the fuck out." and she runs downstairs into our room. Anywho, looks like she isn't majorly damaged, just a bit sore, which is FREAKING AMAZING. We'll be taking her to the vet if it doesn't look like she'll be getting any better by later today, but things look good for her. SO YAY.
In the meantime, I'm hanging out with Melly at school, 'cause she totally got three hours of sleep last night (WOOOO FINALS AHAHAHAH) and I don't trust her to drive with a full night's rest, so I'll be farked if I'll let her drive on so little. SO YAH. HI GUYS.
And now... BACK TO EDITING BARAJOU. NARF, NARF, NARF.
I feel like translating some more of the Slayers novels. I'M SUCH A FREAKING GEEK.
...Bitches! (OH OH OH WHUT NOW)
It's only, like, nine-freaking-thirty and we've already had a pretty farked-up day. Background info: Melly and I are sleeping in the front room, 'cause OUR BASEMENT FLOODED YET A-FREAKING-GAIN so our room's, like, wet and stuff. GOOD THING OUR STUFF'S STILL OKAY, LAWLZERBOTS.
Anywho, Mommy's all like, "Bye bye girls, I loooove you X3 ♥" and we're all like, "We love you too, momm-alkds;faksjds ZZZZZZZZ" and we go back to bed (or lack thereof HAWHAWHAW) and we hear Mom open the garage door and shit, when she suddenly stops and we hear her jump out of the Jeep screaming "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GAAAAWWWWWD" and I'm thinking "Yaaaay, we won the lottery! =D" Hay. Screw off, I was half a-freaking-sleep. So then we hear "MRRRAWWWWRRRR, BITCHES THAT FUCKING HURTS MRRAWWWWWRRR" and I'm like "Awwww, I wanted to go on a vacation. D="
Anyway, at this point we run outside and Mom told us that apparently Sleepy (OUR SUPER FREAKING ANCIENT KITTY KITTY OH, SHE'S SO CUTE X3) was hanging out on top of Mom's Jeep and she blasted the horn to get her off of the roof. Mom started leaving, 'cause she heard the cat jump off real fast and she RAISED THE GARAGE DOOR, I THINK YOU ALL KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING FEEL FREE TO SQUEAL IN SYMPATHETIC PAIN and found out that the kitty-kitty had jumped onto the GARAGE DOOR and got pinched up at the top. So Mommy's all like "Kittyyyyy~ D=" and we're all like, "Kittyyyyyy~ D=" and kitty's all like, "Jesus Christ you guys chill the fuck out." and she runs downstairs into our room. Anywho, looks like she isn't majorly damaged, just a bit sore, which is FREAKING AMAZING. We'll be taking her to the vet if it doesn't look like she'll be getting any better by later today, but things look good for her. SO YAY.
In the meantime, I'm hanging out with Melly at school, 'cause she totally got three hours of sleep last night (WOOOO FINALS AHAHAHAH) and I don't trust her to drive with a full night's rest, so I'll be farked if I'll let her drive on so little. SO YAH. HI GUYS.
And now... BACK TO EDITING BARAJOU. NARF, NARF, NARF.
I feel like translating some more of the Slayers novels. I'M SUCH A FREAKING GEEK.