Like a furry bowling ball.

Okcupid has been serving up some real treats lately.

"Do you have a band-aid?  Because I just scraped my knee falling for you."

LOLOLOL.  *takes laptop and throws it out the window.*

I keep waking up at 4:30 a.m. and then I can't fall back asleep.  This has got to stop.  Also, Bosco (aka Fat Baby) needs to drop a few pounds because when he is playing with Mr. Binx it sounds like a bowling ball is being tossed around.  A furry bowling ball who no longer needs my love now that there is another cat around.  Fat B is now sleeping on some sandals.  That's how he rolls (ha ha ROLLS).  Or he secretly wants to wear shoes.  He likes to sit with one paw in a high heel.

Tonight I'm going to a show in Somerville with Nugs.  My cousin Alexis is also joining us.  Should be a par-tay.  There is going to be an all male Lady Ga Ga cover band which should be super fun.  I'm really getting sick of Ga Ga herself.  No one wants to see your meat dress or your piano covered in hair.  I can't even watch her on tv anymore without gagging.  I still like her music though.

I'm eating pop corn and it's not even 10 a.m.  I'm ok with this.