There is something a little insane about my attraction to felines. No matter the mood of the cat I can't take my eyes of it. They seem to put up with it well.
I can't say the same for people. People freak me out. Don't get me wrong I'm not antisocial (any more).
I was at a salon today getting my hair trimmed, it'd been a year and a half. They made me wait an hour and as a free courtesy for making me wait so long they let me put paraffin wax on my hands. The heat was nice but now my hands smell sickly sweet and I want to sneeze. Maybe the sneeze thing is really a cold.
My corner of the world is cold. Why so much house and not enough heater? I shouldn't complain there's never any snow.
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