This morning as I walked to the subway I apparently didn't have my ipod volume high enough.
Random chick on cell: "So I asked my doorman if I brought anyone home with me last night and he said he didn't know! I told him it's HIS JOB to know!"
Uh, no honey... that's your job.
I think my boyfriend's cat hates me. It makes me a little scared of her. I totally understand why of course. If I was used to sleeping with him in his room every night and suddenly some other chick showed up and I was kicked out into the hall I would be pissed. I would attack her face and bite the hell out of her if she came near me. Well, not really. I might do that to him. She is damn cute though. She looks like a little tiger and she is sort of retarded. Maybe if I stole her and took care of her she would like me more. That could always backfire and she would poke me in the eye while I'm sleeping. Do cat's seek revenge?
Have a good weekend kids.