I N T H E N I G H T K I T C H E N
PoopOur landlord won't come down in rent so we're out of here at the end of May.
And... I guess that's all I have to say about that.
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Earn More Sessions by Sleeving*So, I wrote this long and heartfelt entry today but I accidentally deleted it because I'm an idiot. There's no way I'm going to recreate it at the moment. So, instead, here is a moment of cat zen, I'm sure that this is an acceptable substitute.
This is Oz inside the sleeve of T.'s zippered sweatshirt. He crawled in there of his own accord and stayed for quite awhile. Getting out was kind of an issue. He had to walk backwards and generated a fair amount of static electricity on his way which he really didn't like too much.
(* It's a movie quote and -- in case you were wondering -- yes, I am Crazy Cat Lady.)
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