sedate sunday

i'm catsitting up in harlem. the cat is skittish and hisses at me sometimes. even boy cats don't get me.

i spent the day reading the sunday times. then i took a long bubble bath and found some speakers for my i-pod in a closet. things i learned today:

1. i miss tony.
2. expired vicodin is, purportedly, still effective for up to 100 years. i will report back on my experiment with this later tonight.
3. rich people can be as dirty as i am.
4. how to use a coffee press! (i am woefully ignorant when it comes to coffee-making).
5. the smell of wet catfood will always make me wanna vomit.
6. reading the times makes me experience the range of human emotions, most pressingly intense frustration at abuse of the english language.
7. snow makes bitches lazier.