The Mysteriously Magnetic Michelle
I left the bottom door open this morning, and all of a sudden there was a fat, purring kitty in my room. I don't know who he belongs to, but I think he wanted to stay with me. So I let him for a while. He explored a bit, rolled on his back, and purred to be pet.
I miss my kitties.
I did something unusual for me and did give over my phone number. Gosh, it's been 3 1/2 years, and I think Mark Twain put it best. "Go out on a limb. That is where the fruit is." I don't know much about the guy, but I suppose that's what dates are for right?
Although I always have preferred the whole friends first way of going about such things. I can't write any more about it, because I really don't know much more.
And then I ran into two guys from high school at the laundy mat, and was really happy to see them. And I think that something was up with this rain, 'cause I got vibes from one of them. I don't know if this is bragging (it probably is) but it all kind of rolled up nicely to make a good day. That and the chocolate chip cookies I am making, and planning to indulge in pretty soon with a cold glass o' milk. I wish that kitty would come back.
Maybe I should take advantage of the day and venture into town tonight. Find some Jazz. Mmmmm....