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So I'm watching TV with my parents the other night. (Yes, I admit that isn't unusual. Wait for it.) And Bear, my cat, walks in the room. With something in his mouth. (Again, not the strange part.) I thought it was his catnip toy. Turns out it was asparagus.
Yep. My cat walked around my house with a stalk of asparagus. *shakes head*
*imagine a picture of asparagus here. For some reason, I suck at inserting images tonight*
Other than my scintillating tales of my feline friends, not much has transpired. Drooled over The Great Gatsby. Yet again. [Maybe someday I'll post about my love for the Fitzgerald] Did some serious APUSH. Been amused by the archives of Patti LuPone's blog. Started organizing my clothing to go to Florida next week. Felt slightly nervous that NaNoWriMo is starting so soon. Which is ironic, because I've been waiting on tenterhooks for it to start.
Feeling: 
listless
listlessSinging Along To: Into the Woods OBC - Prologue
Sing Out, Louise!