Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Thursday, January 5, 2012

1.5

[I'm listening to Samuel L. Jackson read Go the F___ to Sleep. It is certainly soothing.]

Susan ate cereal just about every chance she got. She liked the taste. There wasn't much else to say.
When Bankolsolsi the cat met her, he knew it was a match made in heaven. She let him lick out the bowls.

[Yes, I just bought Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats, why do you ask?]

6 comments:

  1. Funny story: I came across this book on this very day. I didn't read all the way through it because my grandma looked it at and said, "That's not a very nice book," and I felt ashamed.

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  2. Also, this sounds a bit like my cat and me, although I eat less cereal.

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  3. I let Kat lick out my bowl. It seemed like the thing to do.

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  4. It is! It IS! I'm sure she appreciated it.

    Plus, they're old. What harm could it do?

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