Didn´t I use to be very happy? Like bubbly-super-happy? I think so.
Seems like a waste of precious time not to be. Might have to do something about that.

Loretta visited this weekend. We watched the Godfather and talked with phony italian accents. It was really nice. I miss her a lot.

It´s raining today, and I haven´t been outside. This is me the other day, in way to much clothes it turned out
(it´s way to warm outside).



Did I ever tell you about my second kitty? I have had Locksley for about two years soon, and I wanted a kitty friend for him so that he wouldn´t be to alone when I wasn´t at home.
My brother got the cutest little cat called Pyret, but for periods he couldn´t have him at his place (they tore up the floor in his apartment to rebuild, he worked way too much, he was going away for a while to see his new girlfriend...stuff like that)...
I took care of Pyret for longer and longer periods of time, and then when I moved in November and brought him with me to the new apartment my brother told me I should keep him, and just let him live here. So now he´s my cat and he and Locksley spend the days together.


Pyret hugging Locksley.