the night is young

why you can’t take me anywhere

Anatomy of the Weeknight Mindset

9:00am– “I can’t believe it’s only Tuesday. Man, it really feels like Thursday. What a long week.”

11:00am– You look forward to lunch time, since then you are halfway through with your day.

1:00pm– You are very excited that you will go home soon so you can take a nap.

3:00pm– You decide to have a coke or two to make it through the end of the day.

5:30pm– Driving home, you can barely keep your eyelids open.

6:00pm– Finally home, you are wired from the caffeine, and decide to watch a little television.

7:45pm– Wake up with drool on your chin. You must have dozed off during The Simpsons. You were in some sort of coma, and all you remember dreaming about is being interviewed by Barbara Walters.

8:15pm– Dinner.

8:30pm– “I wonder what everyone else is doing tonight?”

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“the wind,” cried taylor.

and why you should wear your seatbelt

This morning we had a sort of a wind storm. It’s still windy right now, but it is more under control. Early in the morning however, it was so cold and windy that Taylor Dejardan (hater of wind) woke me up by running over my body back and forth. I got up and followed him into the hallway, where he looked terribly frightened. I picked him up and held him to me. I knew he was frightened when he let me pet him and kiss his head. I took him back into my bedroom, closed the window, and tried to put him in the bed with me. This is where he got manly again. He saw that the window was closed and he no longer needed my protection, so he kicked me with one foot, as if to say, “Eh, lady? I am not interested in your girlie germs. I do not need this bed, like the other wimps who sleep with you. Now, I’m going to go and sit at the foot of this bed, not because I desire it’s safety or protection or warmth, but rather because I feel that I should protect you while you sleep. I won’t even sleep, I’ll just sit here. Now you go to sleep. Don’t look at me anymore, I’m fine. Put your head down.” And when I glanced again, he was wrapped in a ball at the foot of the bed, sound asleep.

Sometimes even the manliest of cats need a good cuddle.

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