My food and I
March 15, 2004

I love food. I don't know how many times I can say it, but I do. I dream about food. Sometimes I'm hunting it, sometimes it is given to me on golden platters. But I always dream of food. Yummy, yummy food.

I'm a bad diary keeper. I haven't been able to use a computer in a long time. I think someone needs to buy me a pda. I could use a nail to tap out my entries. Either that or get a meowlingual and some sort of voice recognition software that would work with a pda. At that rate it might be cheaper to get me a laptop to use. I'll have to look into that.

The weather has been fickle. It was in the 80s today, but will be back in the 70s in a couple of days. The weatherman says it should rain, but it never does or he says it will be a beautiful sunny day and it starts raining. I think I live in an alternate universe and I am getting the other universe's weather forecast. It is just too weird.

Nannie returned from her trip. I think I will visit her tomorrow. It seems like it has been forever since she slipped me some food. I need a good dose of sliced roast beef. There is always something I like in the fridge.

I've had quite a few hairballs lately. I know it is gross, but I think I have figured out how to completely gross out everyone. I wait until they are all in the same room together and then I sit down in the middle of everyone. Then, once they are all watching me, I cough it up. They all think it is gross and it is great fun.

I just read what I have written and I think I may be hanging out with AJ too much. I need to start hanging out with the girls more.

Daddy was gone all day fixing someone's Qmail problems. I missed him but I got some rest. Plus it is easier to just beg one person for food. It usually works faster that way.

Well, I think I will go and see what is on TV. I've been sleeping so much that I am behind on my shows. Night Diary.

-Skittles

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