December 19, 2004

• Stripe and I are fighting for space on the couch. Everytime I get up
  for something, he jumps in and makes himself comfortable. Which is
  great cause I come back to a warm seat. Yes, I know. I'm cruel. But he
  can sleep on the bed like Ebony does. (Which is till my mom comes in).
  Usually all I have to do is sit on the chair for Stripe to heave a huge
  frustrated sigh and grudgingly move off. But not this time. He's snug
  in the chair and I'm about to fall off.

  • 8:36 am
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