Christmas is closing in like a carcrash on tiny little Christmas Eve. (Look it up. This is statistically correct, noted from a single article from four years ago! Probably not outdated. No. Probably not.)
Anyway, I started a catlendar on Twitter (because I am basically just a stereotype of a crazy old cat lady now.) since last time, and have been extremely active.... Or about as active as the general snail.
I have got bedbugs providing for me now, because of my activity levels.
I don't actually have bedbugs. Ew.That is not a laughing matter. Bedbugs are very real and very gross.
I would not mention having bedbugs had I actually had bedbugs.
I have some pride. A lot of pride in fact. A pride of kittens.
Look it up, it's very real.
I would like my very own pride someday. A pride of Maria's. I will use the way of the cell and procreate like a mofo.
We will slowly take over the world, bit by bit, everyone changing into me!
...Of course this is all just talk.
Merry Christmas!
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