I’ve perfected a new hobby. It’s called laying around on the couch in a plaid shirt with my super-soft faux fur blanket, pinning a whole bunch of crap, and half-heartedly telling my cat to get her fat ass off the cable box (she thinks it’s her new bed). I don’t really want her to get off the cable box, though. Because then she’ll come up here on the couch to sink her claws into my furry blanket and turn that into her new bed. And then I would have to find a new hobby…like emptying the dishwasher or something.
