I have no words, nothing is flowing out so I’m just typing b/c well I like typing. Maybe something good will come out by accident, maybe not. The cats tail doesn’t work again, just dangling you know, like a dead snake hanging off a ledge a bit, it’s weird. A cat’s tail pretty much has a life of its own, but I never really notice it until it’s doing nothing at all, just hanging there, dragging on the ground. It’s slightly disturbing looking! I’m sure she doesn’t much like it either . . .hmm what to do, what to say. The dog is getting quite chubby, his roll around his neck is making a come back, soon I’ll be able to roll him around the house, that’ll be cool, maybe use him as a mop, then just pop him in the tub. I still need to do my goddamn laundry and I keep checking my phone for a text I’m never gonna get. My life in a nutshell, oh but there’s more the grass is not greener on the other side, just letting you all know. From afar it looks delightful, you might even take a moment and walk upon that bright green, delicate grass, even smell it oh, so fresh and nicely cut. . . but as soon as you give up your lawn and think your taking residence at this “other, better” grass you see it needs tending to, watering, weeding all the same shit you had to do for your grass, but guess what this grass doesn’t even know who the fuck you are and doesn’t like you messing with it. So you pull the weeds and more grow b/c your using your old weed killer for your grass that you tossed out. Well guess what this is an entirely different kind of weed that you don’t know how to get rid of. So you can keep it looking pretty for a little while and then it looks shittier then your old lawn, now your peeking across to see what your old shit looks like, hey maybe it wasn’t that bad and it just needed a little more tending to. Or maybe all lawns are too much work, buy a condo.