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Happy Chinese New Year!
So, normally, I have no idea when the Chinese New Year is. However, I recently discovered that it is the year of the "Metallic Rabbit", and me being a rabbit and all, I thought this was awesome.
Apparently, from February 3rd, 2011 to January 20th, 2012, "Rabbits" are supposed to be getting a lot of luck.
I'm not sure if I find this true, but I'm really really hoping. (Or possibly hopping..?)
I have two cats. One named Franny, the other Jacques. Both girls. TW also has a cat, Sky, or Kitten, or Sky Cat (AaahhAaaahhhAaaahhh (Always Sunny In Philadelphia reference)).
So, lately, Jacques has been waking me up every morning by softly putting her wet, cold little nose on my eye lid while I'm sleeping.
It's better than her usual paw-to-face regime that suggests:
Either one is pretty irritating because well, I'd like to sleep.
But she's cute. And soft. And easy to forgive.
Anyway, so my morning consisted of me waking up to a giant cat face, coughing a lot (I've been sick for the past couple days), and then I sneeze enough to blow my nose for what seems like an hour.
Then I proceed to look in the mirror and gaze at how old I look, especially while being sick. Then I go sit next to the space heater in the living room while downing medicine, and water.
Today I had tea instead of coffee.
After a while, I have to work. (Isn't this fun??!)
I actually rarely work at the game store, so I usually like the drive, but I had to rush because I was running late.
I'm almost there, it's only a couple lights away, when someone just cuts me off. And it's one of those gradual cut-offs too, where they just kind of mosey on into your lane. Fucking asshole.
As I'm glaring at their back windshield, I notice that something is scribbled in white and pink paint.
"Honk If Your Sexy".
I think, Hell yeah. I feel mad sexy. I'm so honking.
I reread it.
"Honk ie Your Sexy".
Now, are they referring to someone named "Honkie", you think?
I don't know. I was pretty tired.
Either way I didn't honk.
And they used the wrong "your".
And why am I still awake at 3 in the morning..?
Apparently, from February 3rd, 2011 to January 20th, 2012, "Rabbits" are supposed to be getting a lot of luck.
I'm not sure if I find this true, but I'm really really hoping. (Or possibly hopping..?)
I have two cats. One named Franny, the other Jacques. Both girls. TW also has a cat, Sky, or Kitten, or Sky Cat (AaahhAaaahhhAaaahhh (Always Sunny In Philadelphia reference)).
So, lately, Jacques has been waking me up every morning by softly putting her wet, cold little nose on my eye lid while I'm sleeping.
It's better than her usual paw-to-face regime that suggests:
Either one is pretty irritating because well, I'd like to sleep.
But she's cute. And soft. And easy to forgive.
Anyway, so my morning consisted of me waking up to a giant cat face, coughing a lot (I've been sick for the past couple days), and then I sneeze enough to blow my nose for what seems like an hour.
Then I proceed to look in the mirror and gaze at how old I look, especially while being sick. Then I go sit next to the space heater in the living room while downing medicine, and water.
Today I had tea instead of coffee.
After a while, I have to work. (Isn't this fun??!)
I actually rarely work at the game store, so I usually like the drive, but I had to rush because I was running late.
I'm almost there, it's only a couple lights away, when someone just cuts me off. And it's one of those gradual cut-offs too, where they just kind of mosey on into your lane. Fucking asshole.
As I'm glaring at their back windshield, I notice that something is scribbled in white and pink paint.
"Honk If Your Sexy".
I think, Hell yeah. I feel mad sexy. I'm so honking.
I reread it.
"Honk ie Your Sexy".
Now, are they referring to someone named "Honkie", you think?
I don't know. I was pretty tired.
Either way I didn't honk.
And they used the wrong "your".
And why am I still awake at 3 in the morning..?
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