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We should have each other with cream...

So, I have no real idea of what's going on with any of the boys and well… I kinda don't care. Not in a bad, pouty, "I don't give a fuck" kind of way – more like throwing up my hands at the absolute absurdity of the situation, laughing, and letting the chips fall where they may. It just seems to me that I've already done everything that I can. I've rehashed it all myself, brought in the girls for a few rounds of "WTF!?" with them, and to clear out any remaining demons? I wrote about it in a public forum. And so here I am, 48 hours after the summation of two of the craziest weeks of my life, and, well, I'm over it. Anybody sense a pattern here? Ha. I guess I'm just wired that way… I get bored easily without constant attention. It's very feline of me, which makes sense. I am, after all, a Leo. And a cat person. Don't get me wrong; I think dogs are all right. I've even grown to like many of them, but I just can relate better to cats…

A cat will find you wherever you may be when she wants some affection.
She'll rub right up against you if that's what it takes to get your attention.
Ignore her, and she may try to force your hand,
But if you don't have time for her, she'll move on to someone who does.
She'll make herself comfortable in your lap,
And purr with contentment - if you rub her the right way.
And when she's had enough, she'll simply walk away
In search of a nice warm place to stretch out & take a nap.

mmmn. nice life.

You know what else? Since we're working the feline metaphor & all… I'm like, in heat or something. It's really getting ridiculous. I don't know if it's all the Valentine commercials, or hormones, or just all the action/affection/attention I've been getting lately, but goodgoddamn! I am one WORKED UP kitten. Caught Risky Business last night on tv, and for the love of god - the train scene?!?! Damn near killed me.