back from break: still the kitty and me

today i feel: okay
today i'm hearing: aaron's idle threats to my cat
today i'm thinking: why does no one turn on their heat???

I'm back in Carbondale! Randy has kind of forgotten that I have no where to go, especially because I have a small furry beast, so I'm hanging at Tony and Aaron's house until he calls me. Lem is FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. Aaron is allergic to cats. This poses some definite doom.

The house is very, very cold. In an effort to save heat (I assume), Tony turns off the heat all the flipping time. Which makes it colder than a witch's tit. My toes are very cold. But, thankfully, Randy just called and I will now seek greener and more kitty-friendly pastures.

Onward!