I wish you could too, anon. I could use one. 

I really liked the name, honestly. It was going to be the name of my first daughter but I was in a phase where I was going, “I’ll never have kids, might as well have a fur baby instead.”

Also, Olivia Benson.

Today was the hottest day of the year so far, and Olivia is a long-haired cat, so she was suffering in the heat all day. I normally shear her using a pair of kitchen scissors, which makes her look a little mangey and ridiculous for a few months, but it helps during the summer months. Instead of using the scissors this time, I used the electric hair clippers I bought when I gave myself the undercut last month. 

She wasn’t scared of it really, but the buzzing bothered her so wouldn’t sit still for long enough that I could shave anything significant. It ended up patchy and mangey, just like with the scissors. But once she realized that she felt cooler after the shaving, she walked back over to me and sat down, and sat perfectly still while I shaved her sides and back smooth. 

She’s so smart. 

I watch True Blood, even though I desperately hate 90% of the characters. Never seen Californication, mostly because it looks like a privileged white man enjoying sex with vapid white women in an upperclass society where they have nothing but rich white people problems. 

1) Any shade of blue except true blue. 

2) English, history and philosophy

3) Toasted 6” Spicy Italian on Wheat with provolone, lettuce, and pickles

It’s rough. Very, very rough. I can’t seem to get this one part finished, despite having a complete outline. I just can’t focus. 

And I have so many other things I want to work on, but I HAVE to finish this before I can move on.

Today I slept in and then went to Coney Island by myself, because all of my friends had other plans. I sat on the beach and bought a funnel cake and ate the whole fucking thing because I could.