Does it matter if you hear me?

Just wanna say that.........

 I moved

 My new apartment rocks

 Having my own bathroom rules

 My cat is the cutest

 I need a cat sitter for a week in June

 My two best friends who are like my sisters are coming to visit 

 I am going to Florida 

 I have valuable friendships

 I am feeling really good

 

Now here is a clip from Harry Nilssons THE POINT. A childrens movie from the 70's that I think everyone should see.

 

Pack it up pack it in

let me begin...again.

 Moving AGAIN. I've done this so many times now! Six times since 2001. Seven if you count moving in and out of storage once. I've got it down pat. Got my boxes. (Liquor stores and coffee shops have the best.) I always pack up my books first. Then comes my favorite part. The purging of my closet. I've come to value my portability and not having alot of junk is the number one rule. That leads me to why I cannot have two cats. See I've been sort of fostering Cookie the orphan kitty since my roommate moved out a month ago. Since then my cat Laser and Cookie have fallen more and more into kitty best friend lovers. They bathe each other, snuggle, eat together and are genuinely really tight bros. I'm moving into a much smaller place and worry about vet bills, litter, food costs and mostly when I travel having two kitties to worry about instead of one. Someone please make me feel better about breaking these guys up, and even better... someone please adopt Cookie so he doesn't end up on death row in a shelter. 

I keep telling myself it's JUST a cat but but it's gonna be sad separating these two.