December 2008
I have a kitten that likes to fight with my fingers as I type. Luckily he’s sleeping. We don’t have a name for him. We’re thinking Shits McGee, though. Just because when we found him he pooed aaaalll over the place for a while. /sigh Kittens. What you gonna do?
I now know why holidays depress people. Because when you have a psycho family that you are forced to deal with and act civil around it is depressing. I never noticed before when I was younger how much my family really doesn’t like one another. Even after cups of that boxed cheap wine.
What I was thankful for this year: Being 14 1/2 hrs away from my disgruntled family…