Damn I am tired and I have some bad gas going on. This shit is annoying as hell. People are like, aren’t you hungry? I’m like, no! I ain’t hungry, my stomach feels distended and shit. Got some weird acid reflux, too. And god damn cats walking around the apartment crying and shit. Fucking driving me insane. Fed this motherfucker like three times in the last hour.
Jesus Christ.
Decided not to get drunk any more. That sucks. Going to be like Neitzche out here and drink milk and shit. Not even going to get drunk. Damn, what will the world be like. So far I managed not to get drunk for two days straight, but one on of them I was violently hung over.
Blogging is discouraging for me. Pretty much everything is I guess. Or at least disappointing.
Anyone's Ghost 
How many cats do you have? I don’t remember any cats previously..
Three cats live in the apartment, two of them are mine. Got the first one almost two years ago. I don’t write about them because that would be cheating.
Cats are a commodity rich in fluff and Arrogant likability. It’s potent stuff so you are right to use with care!
Hahaha nice!