they say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone / / they say that your darkest hour comes before your dawn

Friday, May 4, 2012

Heh.

My cat is forever sitting on Michael’s shoulder.

Earlier tonight he went to the shops and brought back some goodies - spinach and cheese ravioli, and The Adventures of Tintin on dvd. I showered him with kisses and gave him a big hug, then finished up saying, “Guess who’s getting laid tonight?”

I am a suave motherfucker.

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