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I found a cat today. It's a stray, and it was starving. It was in my grandma's garage, and she tried to kick it out, so it hid under the car. Then came I, the cat whisperer, and coaxed it out, put it in the car, drove it home, and it is now living in my backyard. I named it Chauncy. Chauncy, my amaciated little black beauty. Truffles (aka Kitty Baby) got mad at me though. When I walked in, and she smelled Chauncy on me, she turned her nose up and ran into the basement. She'll get over it, she knows she's my real baby.
I have nothing to complain about for this weekend. It was absolutely wonderful. I danced a lot. Bar Mitzvah dancing, and Greek dancing all saturday. Reconnected with some people from my past on saturday night. Met a boy. Actually re-met a boy, and we had a very movie-esque moment. Ya know, when you look up, and you find yourself staring into the person's eyes from across the room, and it kind of seems like everything else going on around you suddenly switches to mute and slow motion. Corny, Clichè, call it what you will, but it made me happy nonetheless.
Chauncy, that's a good strong name, don't ya think?
I have nothing to complain about for this weekend. It was absolutely wonderful. I danced a lot. Bar Mitzvah dancing, and Greek dancing all saturday. Reconnected with some people from my past on saturday night. Met a boy. Actually re-met a boy, and we had a very movie-esque moment. Ya know, when you look up, and you find yourself staring into the person's eyes from across the room, and it kind of seems like everything else going on around you suddenly switches to mute and slow motion. Corny, Clichè, call it what you will, but it made me happy nonetheless.
Chauncy, that's a good strong name, don't ya think?