i just dont...understand myself.

ugh. every day our cats look more and more like chicken. today mr. p goes: "you know those peperoni pizzas they have for lunch? well, they're not really peperoni pizzas... they're 'gastrocnemius' pizzas (it's a muscle in the leg of le kitty).

...mr. john peterson, making maret kids into vegetarians, one at a time.

i'll admit. i always have pms after the fact. i suck at that. i'm sad and i can't shake it. everything is just...blegh. i got a fucking 25$ parking ticket for letting the meter expire after i looked at it and saw that there were 16 minutes left and debating whether or not to put money in. FUCK YOU.

that's all i have to say.

...the days keep getting closer and closer....

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