Tuesday, June 10, 2008


I've been looking for something to get me interested in writing again, but I haven't been able to find it. The soul-crushing, ego-destroying force of Bar study? Nope. My ongoing flirtations with and transitions into adult life? Nah. But now, at long last, I've discovered my muse:

The most evil cat in the world.

I'm currently living in my sister's condo -- it's a rent-free option that doesn't involve living with the parents, but lets me be close enough to steal food from them. It's a good situation. The catch is that I'm not only housesitting, I'm catsitting. And this cat, Lola, is the spawn of Satan.

Read on.

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