I just got bit by the cat again. Why is she so protective of her fleas? Is she charging them rent or something? If she is, I'm totally cool with that. I just want a cut. Heh. I almost typed "I just want a cunt" but caught myself. I already have one of those.
Said cat has this new habit of ignoring us for most of the day. Ignoring us to the point of hiding, actually. About 11:30 or so, she comes out and sits by me. I'm usually busy with other stuff, so she'll make little demanding chirp noises at me until I pet her. Did I mention I got bit? There is some serious level of sadism in that cat.
My therapist got a hypnosis Fat Be GONE! cd in the mail and because it was a buy one get one free thing, she gave the other one to me. I'm gonna rip it tomorrow and put it on my mp3 player. I don't know if it will work at all, but I'm willing to get it a shot. I secretly hope it's some evil hypnosis thing that makes me kill people whenever someone says the word "Ginger" or something.
I told my therapist about how I'd been really in need of nurturing lately so I created a Sim version of myself and my mom and played out having a really happy and glorious childhood. I could actually see the bewilderment in her face. Like she was thinking, "Oh god, we never covered this level of sad and demented in shrink school."
Sims is starting a small version of itself on Facebook. It basically has the graphics of Sims 1. I think this is a great idea. Now I'll be able to slap and/or fuck everyone on my friends list!
Okay, enough with the random.
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