So babysitting went fine. I was hardly drunk at all by the time her parents came home.
One of my best friends is getting married, so now I have to figure out how to get some scratch together for a plane ride to Dayton, Ohio by July.
Also I'm the last one to get married.
The stray cat my neighbors and I have been taming and looking after is dead.
She got ran over a couple of blocks away.
I know that I should feel worse, but I like that her last couple weeks of life were filled with love and food.
That, and she crapped in my dirty laundry once.
I'd post a picture of her, but as you know from previous posts, my camera sucks, so you wouldn't even really know it was a cat.
That, and I never took one of her.
C'mon, she crapped in my dirty laundry.