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5/20/08 at 6:44pm
This is what the world's elite do in their free time.
"What do you do when you're not at work?"
"I video-tape my cats eating cardboard."
"Well, aren't you brilliant."
I'm wondering if I should stop typing now, or go off on an attack.
I get the cat threads. I get venting stress via photoshop and humorous antidotes. Caturday, I get.
You're the problem-solvers of the world and you make your cats eat cardboard.
the highly edited version:
Apologies for the italics. I can't turn it off. :
On a side-note. I'm slowly losing my mind. Please understand that my rant-posts are just rants and shouldn't be taken so seriously. As soon as you take smilies out of the thread, everyone freaks. It's almost as if they're required. :
Oh, and I should stop the fake swearing, too. Will do.
Thank Trekchick for saving the original and even giving me an opportunity to edit.
Nonetheless... my 5 minute explosions could use the occasional lid.
Just don't ship them in a cardboard box.
My parents have a cat. I hate the damn thing, as it does not like closed doors. 5:30 am, it goes in and picks/scratches/jumps on my parents until they wake up. After they are awake, he moves on to my sister.
When I am home, I am usually doing things that don't require me to be up that early, or I am sleeping in from going out the night before. As soon as they leave, he scratches at my door until I open it, then pounces on the bed. Unfortunately, since I have been away so much lately, the bed has become his (he thinks).
Weekends are worse, as he is accustomed to wet cat food for breakfast. If my parents aren't home, I better be up and feeding the cat based on his schedule.
The door is destroyed with claw marks, and my parents are pissed when I sleep with it closed. I would sleep with it open, but I am a very light sleeper and my door is across the hall from a bathroom and adjacent to the kitchen and living room.