current mood: young-feelin'
current song: orchestral swell and hysterical giggling
with all the drama of a new mother of a miracle baby, i give to you my gently used-to-new-ish cat, who is going by toby-the-cat until we can figure out a name he will recognize from his life with the awful people who left him locked in an abandoned apartment for five days but not associate with it. my first new-ish pet of any kind in over ten years! holy hell!
my cat got bands:
my cat stretches out.
my cat has
seven fingers on each of his paws OPPOSABLE THUMBS.
my life is going awesome-ly, by the way. i really hope yours is too, i'll be back-reading in order to find out if it is or not very shortly. let's hope by the time i've caught up you've managed to make it as lovely as it should be. hey, ever notice how a lot of us on livejournal watched each other grow up sort of? and not just those of us to jump on board in junior high, all you bitches. hell, i've seen you get married and have little kids (and since you kids are amazing and the kind of people i feel SHOULD be breeding it excites rather than depresses me, so keep it up), i've heard what you really thought about the people you loved and the people who loved you. you have actually listened to me whine for over seven years now, and there's something really fucking awesome about all of it.
you'd never guess i was smoking weed and watching the oscars, would you?
more embarrassingly, i cried dead-sober at that let it out kleenex commercial? you know?
with the bald guy?
that dude could be my dad if my dad were less of a total douche.
and you can just shut-up.
ps in the interest of keeping up the picture theme, but with respect to dsl and dial-up users: CHRISTY BROUGHT ME A DOUGHNUT MAN THIS MORNING.