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.)
