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This is a photo of me on Hallowe’en of 2011, waiting for Lisa’s cat to fuck off so I can read my book. Spoiler Alert: Lisa’s cat did not fuck off.
It’s a fact of some mystery to myself and everyone who knows me that cats seem to like me. If there are a bunch of people in a room and a cat, the cat will always find me and promulgate several avenues of nuisance upon my person.

This is a photo of me on Hallowe’en of 2011, waiting for Lisa’s cat to fuck off so I can read my book. Spoiler Alert: Lisa’s cat did not fuck off.

It’s a fact of some mystery to myself and everyone who knows me that cats seem to like me. If there are a bunch of people in a room and a cat, the cat will always find me and promulgate several avenues of nuisance upon my person.

Cats Are Like Girls

  • solo1: We were at [FRIEND]'s place. Her cat was harassing me.
  • murph: Cats are strange. You can only love them while knowing they're bastards.
  • solo1: This cat tonight kept jumping on me and settling into me like I was some sort of cushion. And the whole room was available! I kept pushing it off but it kept coming back.
  • murph: It's funny - some people say they don't form emotional bonds with people but all my cats loved me.
  • solo1: Yeah. Christina says that cats love me too. No idea why. It's not because I'm nice to them.
  • murph: I think they spot a fellow individual. Cos they hate people who WANT to play with them.
  • solo1: Or maybe they're like girls and they're just drawn to assholes for reasons even they don't understand.
  • murph: That means I'm an asshole then!
  • solo1: Well girls are drawn to you, aren't they? And we are, in our own way, more or less assholes, are we not?
  • murph: Oh god
  • solo1: Yeah.
  • murph: It's true :(
  • solo1: Sorry.
Proof that I am not a nice person. Vanessa is the same Vanessa who owns Cattington, whom she carelessly thrust into my custody for two weeks while she fucked around in Las Vegas. For those who don’t understand why I hate cats so much, here is the permanent record of our Saturday together. I should probably just transcribe the whole thing onto tumblr.

Proof that I am not a nice person. Vanessa is the same Vanessa who owns Cattington, whom she carelessly thrust into my custody for two weeks while she fucked around in Las Vegas. For those who don’t understand why I hate cats so much, here is the permanent record of our Saturday together. I should probably just transcribe the whole thing onto tumblr.