Everytime you masturbate, God kills a kitten...
For those of you who didn't know, I have had a stressfull friggin couple of weeks. Last week I had a fit because I couldn't catch a cab home, it was late and I got caught in a snow flurry. This week, I didn't get home until 2am! I'm a big whiner, but come on...
Anyways, as whiny and stressful as I've been, I've found a new mantra: Think of the Kitties.
My friends are going out of town this weekend and they've asked me to kitty sit! So yeah, blah blah blah they have a ginormous screen tv with cable, but more importantly...they have adorable kitties (who shed, ew and sometimes scratch -- only the boy kitty). So yeah, soon this week will be over and I can go play with the kitties.
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Anyways, as whiny and stressful as I've been, I've found a new mantra: Think of the Kitties.
My friends are going out of town this weekend and they've asked me to kitty sit! So yeah, blah blah blah they have a ginormous screen tv with cable, but more importantly...they have adorable kitties (who shed, ew and sometimes scratch -- only the boy kitty). So yeah, soon this week will be over and I can go play with the kitties.
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