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Oh hello. Hi. How you doing?

Miso never disappoints me. I love this little fur ball for so many reasons, but mostly because we’ve deduced the cat human relationship rather quickly without any argument or debate. It is what it is. 

Miso and I have routine. I know what’s expected of me. When we eventually live together in an apartment that allows pets, our routines will change slightly but we’ll adjust. I’ll still take care of him, love him, and he’ll accustom to my feeding schedule. That’s pretty much it. He’ll still be the man-cat of the house. If only humans were this way. But no. Humans can’t readily deduce anything. Ever. They have an opinion about everything, and they’ll make damn sure to make even the simplest thing complicated by talking, and talking, and talking, and talking, meanwhile the only thing accomplished after 20 minutes of talking was losing your appetite, when the original question was, “So where do you want to have lunch?”

It’s like parents with their kids, “Jimmy, honey, what do you want to eat for lunch? Mac and cheese? A cheeseburger? Chicken nuggets? They’re shaped like dinosaurs. You like dinosaurs. Jimmy? Jimmy? Can you pay attention to mommy when she’s talking to you please? Jimmy? Honey? Do you want a sandwich? Peanut butter and jelly? Turkey? Sweetie? Can you tell mommy what you want for lunch?”

What the fuck, lady. Pick for him. He’s gonna grow up and be that guy no woman wants to date because he needs to discuss for 20 minutes all his dietary options before naming a few restaurants.

There are cat people who will ask their cats if they want turkey or salmon, knowing that cat will eat whatever you give them or go hungry, and still that idiotic exchange will go 99% faster than asking another human being where they want to meet for lunch.

I got so fed up I didn’t meet a guy once because everything I suggested he said no. And not because “I don’t eat fish” or because “I’m allergic to (whatever)”. For example he didn’t want to go to a place that served bread after 6pm. In his mind serving bread after 6pm is unhealthy and unconscionable. Unconscionable? What? It’s a restaurant. Get the fuck away from me.

Give me cats any day.

Humans.

Prostitution should absolutely be legal. It’s the only way most men are going to get laid by another human being. If you want a woman to listen to your stupidity PAY HER. No prostitute in the last ten years gets paid for sex. They’re getting paid to deal with all the reasons why no woman in her right mind will go out on a date with him. 

Right Miso? Are we going to tolerate some man’s bullshit for free? 

AND ANOTHER THING!

I WISH I had the time to sit at a desktop and do my online work but I have things to do. In other words get your mobile websites together, internet companies. 

I love internet companies with crap mobile websites where you can’t even log online from your cell phone, but they hustle you for your money every month. 🙄

One mobile website was so horrible, I could never log on from my phone, and when I asked for my membership money back they promptly said no, and then told me it wasn’t their fault I couldn’t log online, AND THEN had the audacity to demand payment for a renewed membership when mine expired. Yeah. No. Fuck you.

It’s not that we find reasons to say no, it’s that saying yes will make us dumber. And this country is dumb enough. We can spare no more rods.