Happy Sunday, all! You ready to talk books?
Me, after having been up and running around for 3 hours already: Do you have any plans for the day?
Wait... wait... just a minute....
Happy Friday, y’all! How was your week? What’s today lookin’ like?
Mornin’, GT! What’s up with you today?
Happy Monday, GT! What’s your vagenda for the day/week? What are you doing to start your week off right?
First of all, if anyone’s interested in what a recently partially shaved (and, yes, cough, cough, partially amputated) tail looks like when a cat’s scared, here ya go:
Morning, y’all! What’s on your vagenda this weekend?
Good morning, all! What’s your plan for the day?
Happy Sunday, y’all! You ready to talk books?
Mornin’, GT! Happy Thursday? What’s on your vagenda this lovely Thursday?
My phone just suggested the word “bitcheries” when I was trying to write “bitches.” And now I’m pretty sure I need a bitchery. In my head, it’s like a nursery but, instead of babies going there to be nursed, bitches go there to bitch/be bitches. Fuck the she shed—I’m gettin’ me a bitchery!
What’s on your vagenda this lovely Tue., GT?
You guys. I woke up this morning and went into the bathroom. As I closed the door, I heard a yowl. Thinking I’d mooshed a kitten paw, I opened the door to see both cats just sitting there, chillin’, looking at me like, “’Sup?” So, I was like, Ok, musta been a close call.
What are you doing/drinking/eating tonight, GT?
Because I don’t wanna see that scumbag at the top of the page! :D
These questions are giving me LIFE!
came a week late but, gahtdamn, she came in like a wrecking ball. How are y’all?
Happy Sat., GT! What’s on your vagenda this stupendous Saturday?