So, there was some kind of marathon of this show called My Cat From Hell, and it was really awesome. It was like Take My Dog, Please! or whatever, only for cats. This guy with odd facial hair helps people solve their cat's problem behaviors. I mean, dude looks like he's from Panem.* As far as I could tell, basically just playing with the cats at a designated time was the solution for everything. Although, I did learn that if you blink your eyes real slow at a cat it means I Love You. So, I tried blinking my eyes at Kaya for a while but she never blinked back at me.
I've also been watching Breaking Amish, which I hate, but can't stop watching. If you like watching dummies get sloppy drunk and try to order food in Manhattan, then that is the show for you. Why do Amish people dress like they're from the Jersey Shore when they leave the nest? Ah, apparently that whole show is bs. What's next? We're going to find out Honey Boo Boo's family AREN'T hillbillies?
In other news, I'm mostly better, but would you believe I still have a niggling cough. I'm starting to think I have some 18th century disease like consumption. Don't mind me if I just delicately cough a little blood into a hanky if I get too excited.
*Where my Hunger Games fans at?
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I haven't read a single thing by Louise Erdrich that I haven't loved. All
of her books are so inviting and absorbing, even if they're deeply sad and
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