Houseguest

This is Mia. She's living with me while her real family is in Europe. It's quite an adjustment sharing my home (and my bed--oy!) with my new feline friend. I'm still on the fence as to whether or not I'll get a cat of my own some day, but I have to say I'm pretty okay with the litter box. The biggest problem so far is that I seem to have an ant problem when her bowl is on the kitchen floor, so I'm keeping it on the kitchen table, which really wouldn't work as a long term solution. Anyway...

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I started my summer job on Monday, which is good, bc I need cash, but bad because I got really used to bumming around all day. I'm so spoiled. It's low-key though. I set my own hours, wear jeans, don't have to talk on the phone or go to meetings, and I like the people I work with. I really shouldn't complain.

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Everyone has been complaining about how cold it is, but I love this sort of weather. It can stay this way until November for all I care!

On today's agenda:

1) Make apartment cat friendly
2) Go to Art Institute/Ilya Kaminsky reading

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I'm not getting a cat. I'm just fostering one for two weeks while some friends are out of town. Still, I'm going to need to do some serious cleaning.

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I don't feel like doing anything today. I know, it's early--things could change. But right now, I'm out of coffee and I don't even want to walk 1/2 block to the store to buy more. I'd like today to be about lounging in bed, finishing The Dew Breaker (just started chapter 2, so far, so good), maybe ordering some Chinese food for lunch. Is that wrong? It's just that it's kinda cold out, and sounds windy, and I spent enough time using public transportation yesterday and the day before that I don't really feel like doing it again today.

Who knows? By 4:00, I might be bored of being shut up in here and decide to go out anyhow. but right now...I'm all about sweats and pillows.

This just ain't right

Lately, I've been thinking that kittens are really cute.

Okay, I've always thought kittens were cute. But in a "aww, that's nice, now where's my dog?" kind of way.

I'm not allowed to have a dog in my apartment. Nor do I have a lifestyle that is suited to single-dog-parenting.

I kind of want a kitten.

I hate litter boxes. Even clean ones. But I'm not the cleanest person.

The last cat I had was crazy. He broke things and literally climbed the walls.

I don't think animals should sit on furniture. I don't know how to train cats to stay off the furniture.

Kittens grow up to be cats. I don't think cats are cute. Except, sometimes, they are. When they're little and slinky. But not when they're big and furry.

Does this city just turn people into cat people? Because it seems like everyone has one.

Someone, please talk some sense into me. Someone tell me why dog people shouldn't adopt kittens.