You fight like a married couple!

A friend of mine and her boyfriend have increased their fighting schedule to where I could set my watch by it! Its gotten so bad that whenever I go over, I have to leave because they start fighting, then they start sending me the "silent signals"(dun dun duuuun!) that inform me that its time to hit the dusty trails. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to say as I was leaving, "All right, I'll just leave you two lovebirds to your romantic evening..." Its not my place to get involved, but I am tired of being caught in the middle! I would certainly like to find a nice young man to heal my heart and help me start over, but watching them is turning me off the idea. I often joke about preferring my cats to men, but I'm beginning to think that devoting myself to their overwhelming feline fantasy wouldn't be such a bad idea. I mean, which would you rather bed?

This muscle-bound, man-god - who'd probably try to stick his penis in you or some other obnoxious act...








Orrrrrrrrrr....





This fantastic, fluffy feline, who wants nothing more than to bathe you in 'cute' rays and shove his cottonball paws in your nose?

Those in good taste - as well as mind - would choose the latter.

BEHOLD!

The Canon Wordtank V80. At last, I have the electronic Japanese to English Kanji Dictionary that I've always wanted! It even comes with a stylus for bad-ass writing recognition on the go!

NUBBERS DIDN'T MAKE IT!!! I just got home from eating ENDLESS SHRIMP with Brad, and poor little nubs was gone...

Big Nub

Tonight, I went to Meijer with Dana and Joe. They were grocery shopping and I was there to get school supplies. I was looking at the fish when I spied this completely beaten up betta. He no longer had a tail, and had only one fin! As soon as I saw him, I was overcome by the need to buy this little guy and take him home. I don't think anyone else would have wanted a fish that was all nubs. He had already been through so much...I just wanted to give him the loving home he deserves. Now he is chillin' on top of my computer desk next to my bamboo plants. God, if only I could describe how cute his little nub fin is when he swims around. He's so tough that he still swims normally. He's such a sweetheart. I already love the little guy so much. Coincidentally, my beloved, departed betta Margaret was red as well.

What should I name this swarthy warrior of the deep? I keep calling him 'Nubbers', but that can't be very good. He deserves a noble name. Any ideas?

Dear Fluff,

You are really awesome. I love the way you climb on top of me and smush your paws onto my lips and nose. You really know how to keep the romance alive. No boy can cuddle me the way you do. You are the only man I need.

Love,

Heather