My cat is still the cutest cat in the history of cats.

I'm not even kidding. He's sleeping next to me on the couch with his little arm curled around my leg, like hes spooning. Its so god damn cute.

Two of the loves of my life are together tonight while I'm stuck here. I told one of them to do a shot for me tonight. The other is moving across an ocean in a couple weeks. I want nothing more than to have these two girls be in my life for the rest of time.

I learned some information tonight that put things in my head that I feel bad about. And that's as much as I'm going to say, because I feel bad. But now I've got these ideas, you see. And its probably not what you think it is. And nothing will ever come of it. But man, it would be sexy.

Things with the dreamy boy have gotten more complicated (but nothing that he has any real part of) and I'm not exactly sure how my brain is working. It was this time almost exactly a year ago when I went completely fucking nuts. I've been thinking about that a lot lately and the cause and effect of it all. When I sit by myself for too long I start to think about it and start to feel it again, and I'm not sure why. I'm probably just psyching myself out and have a whole new set of issues I'm trying to deal with and chalking them up to be the same caliber.

What if I drove to Detroit to see you for 45 minutes tomorrow?