okay so I put a box for them to sleep in out there, and a few toys, but I don't like cats.
Yeah so Little grey kitty is about to be caught and fixed as soon as I can afford it. I swear I don't like cats, I only started to feed one, then it just got out of hand. I tried to not feed them, and then they climb up my screen door and meow under my bedroom window. I just got myself in way too deep. On that note, I have free cats if anyone needs one.
As for the man update, Nate hasn't called or texted me. I guess I shouldn't have texted him all those snotty remarks.....ehhh whatever. I miss him though, doens't he understand p.m.s.? I shouldn't be held accountable for what I say a week before my period! really there are rules about this kind of stuff. If everyone belived the things I say when hormonally challanged I wouldnt have any friends...,....hummm maybe that explaines why I only hang out with stray cats..... Anyway I did have an old "flame" stop by yesterday evening. His name is doug but I call him Dill, it's just a nick name. Anyway we watched the food network because insted of cooking I watch shows about cooking and then pretend I cooked. It's a win win for me. Dill asked me why we stopped dating and I couldn't remember why untill he reminded me that I still am the only person who hasn't seen his aputated toe. *ding ding ding* oh yeah thats why we stopped seeing eachother, I was grossed out. How do things like that slip by me? I must be getting old. He asked if we could date again. i told him I would call him........yeah don't think I will. I haven't met anyone new or gone out with anyone, I guess I'm still bummed about Nate. Figures as much. After this week when I am less hormonal I shall prowl again....The cougar will pounce and some poor un-suspecting bag boy or boy scout wont know what hit him. Or I could call the cute mexican fire fighter up from earler this summer, but ehhh he's my age and employed, what fun is that?
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So, the cougar now has kittens.
Your posts make me crack up (except for the sad ones about breaking up with the man-candy, of course).
Maybe you could buy 9-toed Dill a nice pair of slippers, and convince him to just keep them on all the time.
ahhh yeah, I do miss the man candy. I will get another on to add to the collection I'm sure. I would try the slipper thing, but honestly...I'll still know, deep down inside I will still know and it will bug me, it will fester in my mind like an infected boil and I will simply go mad with the knowledge of the missing toe. *shutters*
We totally need to be cat lady neighbors!!!!!
dude, I'm about to put them all in a pillow case and dump them on my mom and run.
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