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last night handjob, chris's cat, appeared at my windowsill several times, meowing after playing on the roof for awhile. no one really knows how he gets out there, but he seems to like to come back in through my place. i dont mind though, i have a feeling that im going to have a be a good friend to that cat, and im perfectly okay with that. less people friends, more animal friends.
animals make me miss her. i guess thats a little weird but its a pretty fucking strong association. maybe i'll call her today. or maybe i'll take good advice and never call her again. im always fucked when it comes to her.
for some reason instead of leaving my house to get a job, im sitting around listening to pinback on jack's computer. i guess to be fair his speakers are really rad. and pinback sounds amazing right now.
but i need to leave.
because if i dont now, i wont.
and today is a day for progress.
animals make me miss her. i guess thats a little weird but its a pretty fucking strong association. maybe i'll call her today. or maybe i'll take good advice and never call her again. im always fucked when it comes to her.
for some reason instead of leaving my house to get a job, im sitting around listening to pinback on jack's computer. i guess to be fair his speakers are really rad. and pinback sounds amazing right now.
but i need to leave.
because if i dont now, i wont.
and today is a day for progress.