cirdt

not dead yet.

the kitten and i are on a journey of discovery called "my feet are not chew toys" and also another one entitled "good kittens do not step on the keyboard when i am trying to type."

i have had crazily vivid, almost lucid dreams the past few nights. i don't like it. i wake up, and feel like i haven't done any real sleeping. and in one i was in love with the oldest hanson brother.

i kid you not.