now as if i weren't paranoid already, about say, how much time leonard nimoy spends in the window* (among other things), now there's this.
*white cats with pink skin are prone to skin cancers (particularly in the nose and ears). he is indoors only, so his risk is less, but i'm still tempted to tint all of my windows for his saftey, as it would break my heart if his soft pink belly were harmed in any way. i just reread that and i think we can all agree that i need to seek professional help pretty much immediately.
and a meme, a la this fish and subsequently, brookelina:
things i have learned from my relationships with men.
well, this is harder than it seems. my instincts are to include things like, "someone who is a jerk to others will eventually be a jerk to you as well," or, "when he urges me to stand up for myself and assumes i will only do so in situations that don't involve him, i should kick him hard and run."
of course there have been a few positive things, like reverse cowgirl, but mostly i can sum it up in one statement:
1. i am glad i didn't marry any of them.