Thursday, January 17, 2008

lint

I'll tell you when it sucks to have cats. It sucks to have cats when you've been invited to the private dining room to have lunch with the head of the company. I'm worried the cat hair that has been attached to my shirt all morning will finally dislodge and adhere to his salmon. Perhaps choking him.

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Lucky Day!

Michelle said that getting pooped on by a bird is good luck. Well, Halleluja! It's my lucky day!