Cat lovers... Are you INSANE?

So 3am in the morning all I can hear is some horny cat screaming outside. What the fuck. I get horny too and you don't hear me screaming in the middle of the street.

I have never had a doubt that as cute as those little kittens can be they are most definitely spawn of the devil himself. They have no purpose on the planet other than to exude arrogance and consume. Consume anything, food, water, human life force, whatever they can get their greedy little paws on.

I love my dogs. As annoying as they can be at least they are not evil. Though I think Penny has it in her. She's no cat though.

First post in a long time. Welcome back to the stuff thats inside my head.

So I find myself at Starbucks daily now. I head down before work for an hour or so to read and social study. "Social Study" is just another term for watching guys but I also do just observe people in general. I think it keeps me sane. Its like my pack-a-day habit.

By the way if you have not read anything by Augusten Burroughs pick up one of his books. Funny as it gets while still being terrifyingly real. He's shown me the power of humour as well as confirming that everyone's mom is insane. Some clinically so, some not.