A Pretentiously Angst-Ridden Diary of Ephemera. Also, monkeys.
I've just discovered that the silver lining to living in your parents basement and working at a minimum wage job is that I suddenly have guilt-free disposible income again. Sure, it's not much disposible income, but it's better than thinking "I should be saving this for rent/groceries/utilities" every time I buy new socks or a bag of chips.
posted by bento at 11:10 AM
Bento is a guilt junkie who lives a life full of verbs. She cooks, she reads, she laughs heartily, she waves her arms, she writes some weird sermons and delights in essays with poncy titles. She is currently in Vancouver, re-discovering the joys of having a bus pass, making lots of deliciously warming soups, and experiencing the joys/trials of being a student. She welcomes new places and new faces, but mourns for the things (and the people) that couldn't be shipped out to the west coast with her.
3 Comments:
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! your kitties are so adorable! and have such awesome colours! they look like miniature tigers - bengal tiger and...a regular tiger ><"
i shall be up there soon to pet them into blissful heaven. ("you have to pet the cat so it can feeeeeeeeeeel it")
-wnd
10:17 AM
yes -- they're just getting to the point where they're comfortable enough with me so that I can sling them around (Fry likes riding on my shoulder) and pet them vigorously and they don't mind. Plus, I'm alone in the house right now, so all the kitty love comes to me!
Just let me know when you want to come visit!
11:23 AM
I don't have the contact info for your parents' house, nor do I know when you are leaving. However, I would love to see your new kitties (and more importantly you!) at some point. Email me or call me at Teresa's house!
Catherine
12:35 PM
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