This weekend I got cornered at a party by an honest to god Crazy Cat Lady. It was awesome. she was 60-something and like nattered for 30 MINUTES about her cats. Cats she owned in the past, her current cats, other peoples cats, cats she would like to have… We covered IT ALL. I felt right at home and gave her a blow by blow of every cat i have ever owned and how I felt about each one, all their ailments and good traits, how they died, the pet names i had for them. EVERYTHING. I felt closer to her than to I do to Vim. Oh, except that Vim and I have had this same conversation and his clear obsession with his cat is the reason I wanted to date him. But anyway. The Crazy Cat Lady was awesome and it would have been better if there hadn’t been all this loud music and drinking going on. I should have taken her out for coffee and whipped out my flickr stream of ALL CATS ALL THE TIME. She met her match I tell you.
In other news I cried and had a panic attack at my therapist appointment today.
In more other news today was my last day blogging for Craft Gossip. I was too flaky and NOT INDIE ENOUGH. I didn’t ask what the fuck that meant but I’m assuming it meant that I wasn’t COOL ENOUGH (see cat conversations mentioned above). At first I was sad to see the 200$ a month go but now I feel a sense of relief. SO FUCK CRAFTS AND THE CATS THEY RODE IN ON.
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