I’m assuming it’s a result of my current emotional state, but for the first time ever something on tv almost brought me to tears. I can’t wait until I stop being so lame.
I miss my cats so much. I hope they are all happy without me. I figure they probably forget me already, which is sad, but sadder still is knowing soon some other dude will be having his lap fought over by all the ladies I love. The other day I was thinking about how excited I thought they’d be when I got home from being away for two months, and then when I saw them they didn’t seem to care at all. I hope it wasn’t because they had already found a new lap to fight over.
