or something.
Guys, I know I haven’t posted since I moved to Portland. Even though you asked me so nicely to just keep talking about my life, as if people care or something.
I’m really, really busy with something. And I’m trying to figure out how I Portland. Also, as you might have noticed, “this is a cool/funny/pretty thing I saw today” picture posts are not my steez. I love y’all’s, that’s why I follow you. But it’s not my thing.
Anyway, the point is that yesterday was my birthday and I got myself a kitten. And Bridget, his name is Gregory.
ETA: That’s my brother holding Gregory. I convinced him to move to Portland with me, and he rules for doing just that. And other things. But Internet, meet my bro. And Gregory.
Further ETA: I did bring my other cat (sometimes called Freddie or Bastard Guy or Kenneth) to Portland as well (I left the awful one in Brooklyn with Aziz). Freddie/BG/Kenneth hasn’t met Gregory yet. Maybe I’ll post pictures of that event too.
The dudes on my work chat were talking about this video, laughing and stuff. All “who could be that crazy lol.” And the video isn’t genuine, the girl who does these is actually pretty talented.
But I’m not joking even a little when I say that is a hotter version of me with three Smirnoff Ices in my system. Even as few as zero Smirnoff Ices are required to make me cry about homeless pets.
I CAN’T
(Aimee, this is for you too.)
I need you to know that I know what kind of weight these words hold, and I say them anyway: this is in the top five best cat videos on the internet.
Description from YouTube: “My cat. His name is Steve McQueen, this is the intro to his tv show.”
(via my boss)
(Source: youtube.com)
I have a lot of Feminist Guilt about how exactly I fell into this commercial’s clutches. It made my entire family die of idealized-consumerist-white-people AAAWWs.
For real though, my dad and my brother being all like “OH MY GOD WHAT A SWEETIE”
Lest you think I was kidding. He is very unorthodox in his cuddle style.
I will stop posting photos of me with this kitten just as soon as kittens stop being the best thing the universe has come up with so far.
Only the top 3 best things in the universe get to sleep on my boobs like that. And I don’t see my boyfriend OR sushi getting any less awesome.
Internet, I has a wiggly Kitler. She’s my mom’s newest beast, and she doesn’t have a name yet. Suggestions?
So, I’m as guilty as anyone of being Too Good For Everyone Else’s Stupid Shit, but damned if there isn’t some universal human delight in watching a large cat stick its head into small spaces.
YOU GUYS. This is a CAT. With a BAG. On its HEAD. But the BAG has a HOLE so the cat can SEE.
WHY AREN’T YOU WATCHING IT YET.
