Another adventure in cat ownership: I was on the phone with someone about a callback. Because I didn't want the cats interuppting, I went into my back room and closed the door. Sadly, the effort was in vain, because Persephone, with her determination to be a pain in the ass at every turn, began banging against the door and screaming louder than a police siren. Finally even the interviewer had to ask what was going on. Embarassed, I explained that I wasn't killing my cat. She's just a spoiled brat! Have a lovely Sunday! VAI.
Nothing in the world can make you laugh more than a good friend. Case in point, the first text on my phone when I woke up this morning: "What day is it?" I called back, to find the aforementioned friend suffering a searing hangover, because he decided to play a drinking game with his friends: Watch Season 4 of Project Runway, and take a shot every time someone says the words "fierce" or "fabulous." To my Christian Siriano-obsessed friend, I gave this advice: "Black coffee, cold shower, and no more "dumb" for you this weekend." Have a great Saturday! VAI.
