a sentence.

lying curled up on the floor with my head on trauma kitty listening to her purr in distress because she has no idea what the hell is going on and i'm being frighteningly strange, i got to thinking about how i randomly almost choked on my own spit earlier and was only conscious of my inability to breathe and incoherently panicking that "going to choke... alone... no one will find me...alsatians" and how this school thing had better lead to quality interaction with actual people and how even if it does this is probably the most appropriate thing anybody has ever given me and god i hope my face never looks like that and how fitting that the cat wanted her ass in the picture:


"do you have more cats than ex-boyfriends?" check.


p.s. just to clarify, i do think it's funny as hell