LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

xmas was insane. INSANE. i’m not sure how to begin. but there were breakups everywhere (not bateman and myself,) dogs escaping, turkey fires, births and other assorted ruiny nonsense. perhaps i will go into detail about it later.
we were gone for 24 hours though, leaving fred all alone. when we got home, he was INSANE. crying and snuggling into us so hard it was ridiculous. then the howling continued all night and fred tried to sleep inside my chest.
all night i had terrible dreams.
jennifer anniston came by and i was trying to explain to her that while i’m sure her breakup was upsetting to her, i just wasn’t sure she was understanding how annoying it was to me to have to hear about it all the time. while i was explaining this to her, fred had kittens on the floor. one was black and had one funny eye. something was wrong about it. one was too small and stillborn. and one would have been better off stillborn. it was wet and sticky and just breathing enough for me to not be able to toss it.
the dream was not as upsetting as one might think.
yesterday we figured out the problem. fred is becoming a woman and is in heat. fred is getting spayed later today.
poor fred.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

i had a ridiculous athsma attack on xmas eve. i tried to just sleep through it, but that was not happening. i was just coughing and dying so finally i got up to look for my inhaler. usually, if i’m tired enough, i’ll try to ride it out. when i got back into bed i said to bateman, “i’ve been nervous since that rapper died of athsma.” “me too,” he said and gave me a squeeze. this prompted me to say “you LOVE me!” and him to respond “shut up, you.”
he does though. wheeeee.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

ug, i have to shower now. i have to get dressed and get this cat to bayshore. that should be a horror, but this screeching and meowing is killing all of us.

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