Loading ...Meh, here it is 4:30 in the morning. I just woke up from some weird dream and had to pee, now I can’t go back to sleep. Yesterday was spent jawing to the bank and trying to track down this guy’s transactions with my card. Today I reckon I’ll be devising emergency plans to cover my immediate expenses and making the tightest budget ever known to humankind.
I’m glad now I bought that giant bag of cat food last week. There’s one expense I won’t have to worry about. Cat litter, on the other hand…. well these guys are just going to have to learn to use the toilet or something.
Actually, Bea already knows how to use the toilet. She did it once when I was cleaning out her box, but I wasn’t cleaning fast enough for her satisfaction. Next thing I know, she’s sitting on the toilet, making a poo and looking a little pissed off. She’s only done it the once though.
So here’s one for the fans of 23. The guy who robbed me made 23 transactions in 3 days, and I found out about it on the 23rd. I feel just like Jim Carey.
Yeesh.
I’m a little nauseated that our despicable consumerist culture has even appropriated the 23-enigma for its own gain. But what can you do? Blog about it I guess. Blah blah blah, 23-enigma, William S Burroughs, capitalist consumerist bastards will sell anything… blah.
KK wanted me to take her to see it this weekend, but a) its probably a little too adult for her, being rated R and all, and b) looks like I ain’t takin’ nobody nowhere. I hate to disappoint her; I know she really wanted to go to the movies with me, but thems the breaks.
Hey, where’s that unshakable Shattered Prayer optimism? In the toilet with the Bea-poo I suspect.
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Wasn’t Ross obsessed with 23?
Didn’t I already ask you that in the Shattered Prayer?
We have one of those self cleaning cat boxes.
Every freaking time it cleans itself our cat runs over and looks at it.
Every single time.
She has now seen it clean itself every day for at least 4 years, and it still fascinates her.